It gets dark at 4.30 now.

I’m not a fan. I’m going to try and write something before tomorrow when I have to be out of here and on the road early. The news today was fairly dull. The UK have named yet another winter storm. It’s nuts. Kamala Harris paid Al Sharpton’s non-profit $500,000 shortly before Harris sat for a softball interview with the cable host. Will MSNBC deal with Al the way they dealt with Obermann who donated about 2 grand to some Democrats in 2012? Al took money, he wasn’t even giving it away. Non-profit? Somebody profited. That’s right, Kamala got some air time. The time has come to say fair’s fair.

How about Shut the Fuck Up?

Midnight Oil and their self righteous lecturing fucking bullshit annoy me. Just thought I’d throw that in. What else? All the news about Trump is great of course. All the criminal cases are melting away, it’s magic. It’s almost like they had no merit in the first place. Why don’t I talk about Australian music today? There is an online (and possibly offline) music magazine called The Music. On the front page is a picture of Paul Kelly. If you click on it, it says, “Paul Kelly is an icon of Australian music.

Just a regular Aussie bloke from the 1950’s. That’s our Paul

Actively making music since 1974, the singer-songwriter and musician has performed solo, and led multiple groups, such as the Dotsthe Coloured Girls, and the Messengers.” (that’s two) There are a bunch of songs from his new album showcased within this article. I watched one called “I’m Going to the River with Dad”. It reminds me of something. Something I’d avoid. In the instrumental break he’s going woo woo. It’s altogether too wordy. I’m not interested in going to the river with Dad. It’s nauseatingly cornball. I guess that’s what his aging boomer audiences want. IMHO he needs to keep away from the Leonard Cohen stuff. Nick Cave will get mad about it.

Al Sharpton delivers a sermon in Shittsburgh

The next thing is something I vaguely know about..”After a new two-decade absence from the spotlight, iconic Melbourne outfit TISM have in recent times dusted off the balaclavas and slowly but surely inched their way back into the Australian consciousness, the band now well-and-truly extant rather than extinct.” This Is Serious Mum.

TISM – artsy fartsy horse shit.

They were around when I lived in Melbourne. I found them annoying at the time, and I still do. There is a Youtube video link to a song called “I’ve Gone Hillsong”. The first line of this masterpiece goes like this. “I like to pee on people from my balcony.” I stopped listening at that point. Anyone with a clue knows that these clowns stole most of their schtick from San Francisco’s The Residents, but they aren’t nearly as interesting. Dressing up in all those bullshit costumes must be a real pain in the ass too. Why fucking bother? You suck.

I posted this last week but it’s so good I’m posting it again