that the Diddler finds out how long or short his remaining stay in the clink will be. People are already camping out ahead of the verdict which should come some time after 10 am this morning. “Federal prosecutors have urged Judge Arun Subramanian to sentence the “unrepentant” Combs to more than 11 years, while the Bad Boy Records’ lawyers argue he should be released with 14 months time served.” The judge seems like a hard ass, so I don’t think he’ll get off lightly, but we’ll see. Remember what happened to Harvey Weinstein? 23 years, no mercy, although some of that was later overturned. Harvey’s such a bad boy that there was other stuff on the West Coast that he’d been doing, including Gavin Newsom’s now wife. I can’t even think about it, I don’t know how Gavin copes with the knowlege of that.
It’s a sex, drugs, and degenerates Friday so far. Can’t we talk about nice things? I haven’t even had breakfast. In Manchester the British police have accidently shot and killed a worshipper as they tried to take out the mad assassin. Two innocent people were killed in this incident, half of them by the incompetent po po. Ah well, that’s the UK for ya. No wonder people are desperate a change. Like plants do with Brawndo, they crave law and order and common sense.
Mom, no
Taylor Swift has a new album out called Life of a Show Girl. I don’t know what it sounds like, nor do I really care. An alternate cover has her looking like she’s going to vault some theatre seats with her tits hanging out. Taylor’s getting raunchy now. I got this information from the Post in an article that was so full of obtuse and mind bendingly boring trivia about some feud ( I think) between Taylor and someone called Blake Lively, that it is impossible to read.
The Timster
While we’re on the subject of music, this weeks AMRAP, “Australia’s music is fucking great” entry featured somebody called Timothy Nelson who “first caught national attention with his 2016 album Words Like Young and nearly a decade later, he’s a veteran of the West Coast music scene, known for his many collaborations and time in Indoor Fins and as part of Eskimo Joe’s touring band.” I watched one song of his from 2016 called New York (you’ll never be mine). Timmy wanders around the subway with a hideous afro eating a bag of di…ah, I mean Doritos. He has that faggy singing voice that the bore Ed Sheeran made popular…Um… I don’t care.
….in jail?
I’d like to break the Diddley news here but it’s too early. Perhaps I’ll come back and edit it when the news comes. Breaking News – 50 months. Not nearly enough IMO.
Until then please enjoy this wonderful song recorded by the boys and me in New York at the Fortress last month. It’s raw, it’s real, it has mistakes. It’s all you could ask for. (and more)
Happy Friday