Still a real London day out, and always fun to piss on people’s houses in Notting Hill.
Still a real London day out, and always fun to piss on people’s houses in Notting Hill.
We’re on the hunt for more places to stock the paper, as ever…
Pigeon writer Cyrus Shahrad has started a campaign.
Slottsfjell may not be the most remote festival in the world, but for an outsider at least, to attend this event is to experience a dreamlike bubble.

Liam Maher R.I.P. The Flowered Up frontman has probably just proved his own
dedication to the recreational lifestyle he led after being found dead at
his home in London. In honour of his passing here's the second half of a
15-minute film for the 1992 single, 'Weekender', which ended up epitomising
Flowered Up's career.

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Carl Barat broke his silence on the much-anticipated Libertines reunion last week, telling a BBC reporter that he is going to be "far too busy" throughout 2010 to get back together with light-fingered slalom driver Peter Doherty. Busy with what exactly? We are not too sure.
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Our good friends Ash and Emily who run Club Clang tell us that they have found a new venue for this fabulous evening of noise and tomfoolery. It's now at Catch on Kingsland Road on Sunday 11th October and features four, yes four, magnificent bands. And if you get a ticket in advance it will cost you less than a fiver. But I don't need to tell you that because you just read the poster...

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Issue 23 has rolled off the presses with our cover star Dizzee Rascal talking to Garry Mulholland about his Midas touch. Courier Pigeons are tirelessly pounding the streets delivering the latest issue to our outlets across the length and breadth of the nation in the next few days. So be patient we'll be there soon...

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We're big fans of the Beastie Boys and we were saddened when Adam 'MCA' Yauch announced he had cancer. The good news is that he's recovering somewhere very comfortable from surgery to remove the offending tumour in his throat. And without medication too, the nutter. But isn’t taking advantage of the world’s strongest pharmaceuticals one the major perks of being able to afford the best medical care in America? Anyhow, we thought we'd give MCA a few slices of stitch-splitting entertainment to enjoy while he's lying on his back getting bored shitless.
We start with a little taster from a top seventies New York City heist film starring a brilliant Walter Matthau and some top fake moustaches.
1. From 1974's 'The Taking of Pelham 123', composed by David Shire.
3. Spike Milligan on The Muppets.
4. Popcicles.
Another trip to NYC now with our old friends The Warriors trying to escape being slapped by the Baseball Furies. Here they are having a good workout to a fabulous Barry De Vorzon soundtrack.
I figured they were pussies. Now let's have a rest and spark one of these up...
5. The Camberwell Carrot.
And finally we see Kid and Play making the party jump in this battle taken from the legendary 1990 movie, 'House Party'.
6. House Party
That's all, folks! And get well soon, MCA.
If you want to find out more about what the Beastie Boys have been up to, check out the interview we have in our new issue, which arrives in outlets very soon.
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Then Listen to our Spotify Prison Playlist

By Mickey G
I greet the news that Ronnie Biggs is to be released on compassionate grounds with great disappointment. The man has served only eight years of the 30-year sentence he received for armed train robbery in 1964, during which the driver Jack Mills was bludgeoned with an iron bar. There were 15 men in the 'Great Train Robbery' gang and all of them were caught.
Hang on, they did one job and all 15 of them get caught? Not exactly what I would call 'great' train robbers.
Now, think of ‘A Groovy Kind Of Love’ by Phil Collins from the film Buster in which Collins starred as train robber and florist Buster Edwards. Unfortunately, all the fucking flowers in Holland couldn't save that piss-stained railway arch of a film from what it really was: utter shite.
Then I remember distinctly being a kid in the mid 1970s and living under a Tory government which had us endure a three-day week brought on by strikes and political unrest, and being sick of the sight of Biggs being papped by the red tops while he was living the high life on a beach in Rio surrounded by booze and girls.
Which brings us to Exhibit A, m'lord: ‘No One Is Innocent’ by The Sex Pistols. This nasty piece of cash from chaos was put together by Paul Cook and Steve Jones when the pair slid south to Rio after the Sex Pistols had imploded in 1978. Rotten left the band in Texas and Vicious had… well, Vicious had whatever he could get his dirty little hands on. Check out this clip from The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle in which Biggs, sounding like Terry Thomas, says to Steve Jones, "I've got a good idea. Why don't we get together and start composing some music?" It was the death of punk right there and then. And he wasn't much better at writing lyrics than he was at robbing trains:
Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk
Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul to punk
God save Martin Boorman and Nazis on the run
They wasn't being wicked God that was their idea of fun
God save Myra Hindley God save Ian Brady
Even though he's horrible and she ain't what you call a lady
Early release has been granted by Justice Secretary Jack Straw, and the 79-year-old Biggs is said to be “delighted” at the news, although he has pneumonia and has to be fed through a tube. Shame it wasn't fed on a tube, as sitting on the Central Line in August in his 'condition' would most certainly kill him off. Click here for our Spotify Prison Playlist.
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We have to remember to put this film into the correct social context: it's
1968 and most of the country's youth are engaged in free love and taking
copious amounts of homemade LSD - perfect ingredients to ingest while
watching this amazing piece of animation.
Edelmann's Pepperland was inhabited by people of all shades of skin being
attacked by giant electric blue arrows, which were shot out of cannons by
huge Blue Meanies wearing garish orange tights and cowboy boots. The amount
of colour used here is equivalent to what you might hallucinate if you took
three of those brown tabs that Wavy Gravy warned us against at Woodstock.
And isn't that submarine a beautiful piece of durch technik in comparison to
the piece of cheese used by Liverpool Council to lure Richard & Judy to the
This Morning studios at the Albert Dock?
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The Record Club night at The Legion, Old Street,
London, Wednesday August 5th.
Here's the blurb:
"Record Club is a night devoted to people who are passionate about music –
namely record shops, record labels, magazines, websites and blogs. The
people at the forefront of writing about, selling or giving away free
(cheeky devils) the music from the latest bands, DJs, artists and producers.
Expect to hear some brand new sounds as well as the classic records that got
them into music in the first place."
Expect some brand new sounds as well as the classics that got us into music
in the first place.
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