Blastronaut

Dead Pony would probably be the big standout. Their recent "War Boys" EP is possibly the most perfect pop I've heard in years, and it's just dark and twisted enough enough to walk that tightrope between being interesting and still accessible. Not my usual cup of tea, last record I got such a hard-on for was the Carcass comeback in 2013.

That's pretty impressive. I've always had the opposite problem. Honestly don't mean that as a humble brag, I'm slim but in no way am I fit and healthy. I've long given up trying to gain weight, it just doesn't happen, maintaining this is hard enough. Ruled everything out from tapeworms to eating disorders, gp concluded "you must just burn it all off in nervous energy or you're more physically active that you're telling me. Get your cholesterol under control though or you'll be a young heart attack"

Im pushing forty and miraculously still maintaining the same 11 stone (~70kg) weight from my late teens. I put this down to a steady diet of roll-up ups, coffee, Guinness and Whisky (largely supplemented by the stress of having four kids and rarely getting a chance to actually finish and enjoy a meal).

Just stumbled on a pretty major issue with our mains wiring, the main earth wire for the whole house (and apparently next doors as it turns out) has been severed for god knows how long. Shout out to the old-timer retired sparky a few doors down who went from a casual "why is this dipshit interrupting Bargain Hunt?" to practically jumping out his chair yelping "OH JESUS THATS YER EARTH!". I've moaned about my neighbours a few times here but I'll actually miss a few of them when we move. Between that good cunt with his collection of shotguns (he has them for hunting, I'm more worried about the zombies) and the bloke a few doors on the other side with his snow-plow that attaches to the front of his old land rover (again, for the zombies).

My oldest is nearly 12 and much fucking smarter than me when it comes to passwords. Ive been recycling variations the same four passwords for about 20 years, she uses a password generator for each new account and keeps fucking notepads full of what looks like total jibberish but is actually some kind of cypher. She tried to explain one of her older methods for her coded notes recently and my brain just shut down the same way it did at Uni when I was first introduced to hexadecimal and calculus.

Usually at least one of the big supermarkets has it on sale at that price. It's basically how I choose which one I go to for the food shopping any given week.

Quite like a Lagavulin now and again but peaty western isles peaty stuff is far from sessionable. I don't have much time for the single malt debate but only because Johnnie Walker Black is the answer to every whisky question as far as I'm concerned, and if it's not available then Chivas Regal is the next best alternative.

My team thankfully aren't playing on boxing day, which is almost as good as a win to be fair (can't be asking part-timers to perform on a public holiday). Downside is that it's a day I'd have undoubtedly be drunk enough to have found the cold bearable and pies edible, and likely forgot the result by the 27th. All that aside, hope youse have a good Christmas and get to watch your team win on boxing day.

Ha. Always found it hard to dislike Josh despite all the weird and wonderful allegations levelled at him. Like him even more for this. Top tier (and mostly victimless) shithousery.

"Leg"

Not quite Musk/Twitter level hysteria but a bit of a hoo-ha up here over a local music festival went under this year, bands and crew all still unpaid. It's been taken over by the previous organisers dad, whos company has started a gofundme to try and raise £60k to get the artist paid. The dad in this story has turned out to be former British Ambassador to Uzbekistan Craig Murray. (Aye, the same Craig Murray that got jail time over his coverage of the recent Alex Salmond sexual misconduct trial).

Nice one! Point him to the diystompboxes forum it goes awry, they'll get him back on track. I've got a few old RPi's lying around, remember briefly looking into it for effects years ago but all the good projects were for Arduino. Apparently Arduino had significantly better AD/DA converters than the RPi but I'd imagine the newer Pi's have caught up by now.

Totally agree. The attitude that this is all Soutgate's fault and a new manager could do better is baffling to me, this looks like the most united England team of seen in my life and that's surely down the management. On your day you could and should beat anyone with that pool of players, but this is football. The complete lack of humility shown by a majority of the more vocal England fans is mostly the reason rUK revels so much in watching them lose, the assumption that beating France would've been a free pass to the final is amusing too, as if Morocco already eliminating Spain and Germany counts for nothing.

Aye not quite. When he was born my missus said "he looks like he needs a wee old man name" so the Oscar Peterson slant (my grandad played in and managed Jazz bands in the 50s and 60s) and my late father's name as a middle name was a winner and resulted in the poor fucker having to live with the initials OAP.

No word of a lie, named our son after this madman and tried to tie in Edgar Allan Poe with the name. Ironically the lad is completely nonverbal but still capable of outsmarting everyone he knows. I blame Jazz.

Speaking of bands containing women, Dead Pony's recent cover of Maneater has probably eclipsed that South Shields boy's take on Dan Deacon's Wham City in the best covers stakes.

I was a bit doubtful, just seemed a good way to shoehorn this shitpost into being relevant. Weirdly their previous stuff has a lot more merit, fuck knows what this change in direction is about. Im trying to help my better half find some positives and all I have is "hopefully it's parody and we're missing the point".

My other half has been tasked with reviewing this for a local scene website. It's eh, certainly something. I had to endure this about three times today and once yesterday and I'm at the stage of thinking it's deliberately terrible and the blueprint was "something that sounds like Poly Styrene had a massive stroke in the 90's and went on to replace Watty in the Exploited. Weirdly when I mistyped their band name into google I landed on a review of their live set by none other than The Ginger Quiff. No idea if it's the same bloke or just coincidence but seemed relevant enough to mention here.

Brings back memories of my days struggling to maneuver a skip lorry around a worksite before I even had a provisional. Minus the hookers and body disposal obviously, the qualified drivers had dibs on those jobs.

I've just been made aware that Henderson's middle name is Brian.

"What part of Africa are you from?" "Hackney" Aye that's a bit racist. Fine for me to mention generations old Irish and German heritage, no cunt ever asks me which part of Ireland or Germany I'm from.

One of them is heavily linked with both Rangers and Celtic for this upcoming window but even I cant remember his name. The last Sunderland player bar McGeady I could name would be Max Power and I only remember him as a real life 90's Simpsons meme.

Suarez protesting the decision was fairly amusing tbf. Its fucking weird thought hat weird still debating hands being in an unnatural position when were clearly at a stage where "ball touches hand=handball" in most almost all cases. Just be done with it and change the rule, remove all subjectivity from the debate.

That's a matter of perspective man. I was fascinated by how spectacularly poor were England were and thought they were lucky to even scrape a point. Im always intrigued to see underdogs manage to make "favourites" look completely toothless.