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Rock Fanstuff

A crazy typed up channelling… thing with Michael Jackson and then some

If you ever wondered what it's like in my head (and Michael's)

What they say, to me now, is that they are aware of EVERYTHING apart from my name and my location and other identifiable information which is held back probably by our own higher consciousness to make sure we don’t spoil our own surprise of finally meeting each other. We are likely to have different conversations at times, in fact, we […]


How to become a rock star?

Being a rock star has very little to do with your popularity or even your absolute musical talent. There are hugely¬†talented, working¬†rock musicians out there who can’t really be called rock stars, because they don’t allow people to think about themselves in those terms. As a serious musician, you have to come to terms with the notion of being treated […]


I love a bit of smut on my rock n’ roll

Now, I’m not gonna lie to you. I love pretty boys playing loud music. Pretty boys or pretty men, all the same. For me to absolutely fall in love with a band, there has to be that Jim Morrison slither, Steven Tyler demon dance, Joe Perry strut, Nuno Bettencourt’s kind restraint of sexual moteons just to save little girls’ private […]

Rock Fanstuff

I miss the 60’s and 70’s and I wasn’t even born

The weirdest thing, all my life I’ve been sort of avoiding the 60’s and 70’s, especially the rock of that era. The reason didn’t become clear to me until a short while ago, I was there, in fact. Drugged out of my brain, and somewhere around mid 70’s I followed Jim Morrison through the doors of death and was almost […]