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Yeah, that sounds nice Mowl.Where did you read that?
In the papers, the papers?
Actually, the secret ingredient is jalapeno: I chop two of them up into tiny pieces and mix them with the chopped garlic and let them sit in white wine while I peel and slice the spuds. The red chili, I use about two centimeters of it finely sliced for colour and for taste, then put it into around 3dl of fresh cooking cream. Boil the sliced spuds for five minutes, drain them, and then layer them with the garlic, jalapeno, and red chili in a glass oven dish and let them bake for an hour.
Par excellence.
Jalapeno is an interesting chilli isn't it, not too hot and I think it's actually a bit like something else I really like which is pickle. Do you ever think that, it's a little bit tangy, or something?
Anyway, I like all chili pepper, love it, I just don't put it where it don't belong
I do know that about you Mowl, in fact it reminds me of a time before with you.I don't eat breakfast, Jimmy: I eat once a day.
In the evening.
So I had seen this infographic and I thought - this is perfect for the Mowl.
So the infographic said that people of a eh, certain IQ, literally can't cope with conditional ifs, their brain just can't do it. So the example given in the infographic was to ask someone (with a certain IQ) - If you had not eaten breakfast today, would you feel hungry now?
But I knew that wouldn't work with you, so I had cater it (pun intended).
So I said - Mowl, if you hadn't eaten all day yesterday, would you have been hungry?
And of course you gave the answer that people of a certain IQ are supposed to give, you said - I did eat yesterday, Jambo.
And then I showed you the infographic.
lols
Hook, line and sinker
Do you remember that?
More of a tea man myself. Coffee's good, I quite like it. Never one to buy into it much though, people walking around with their Starbucks in their hand all dayCoffee is all I need to start my day.
Sinead obviously had a beauty but I never fancied her. Maybe if she grew some hair, on her head that is, changed her personality.. who knowsYeah, but it can buy you lots of Dutch Gold.
Slabs of the filthy stuff.
Nah - never did that. But I did play on a bill with her in the National Boxing Stadium back in the 90's. Also on the bill were Hinterland, Gerry Leonard (Bowie's last musical director and the man who wrote half of Bowie's penultimate album) and Donal Coghlan's project for Island Records. There were one or two other bands whose names elude me now, but the gig was a fundraiser for the rape crisis centre. I was hired to play with a band called 'Thee Gods' who were actually pretty good. The guitarist went on to marry one of the Kennedy family over in the States. The bloke on bass is now a woman, by all accounts. I knew he was gay. I was surprised when I heard he got the chop. The singer I used for a few tours of my own, but he was a recovering alcoholic last time I hired him, a right pain in the arse to deal with. But he hooked up with Paul Brady for one song for a movie which charted in Ireland. Then he hooked up with John Illsley, the bassist with Dire Straits, who had a big following across France, so he toured over there quite often.
Anyway, the backstage shennanigans at The Stadium were great fun. Sinead was closely protected by BP Fallon, who wouldn't let her out of his sight. BP part managed the Pussy Assed Mother Fuckers for a while. Very interesting guy, he's seen it all. He played with John Lennon, was also in The Plastic Ono Band, then joined T-Rex with Marc Bolan, then took on work as Led Zeppelin's 'viber' and assistant tour manager and runner - a gig Beeps has done for decades with dozens of household names. He knows EVERYONE, so the backstage parties were always a blast. His current band has Clem Burke from Blondie on drums, along with Blondie's original bassist, Nigel Harrison. That's the fun part of being around Beeps - he has the best stories, shit that never made it into the papers or music press. I asked one time about what would happen if someone decided to blow the whistle on Zeppelin's groupie scene. The girls were under fifteen. That chat ended real fast though.
In fact, I often wonder when I see Robert Plant these days how much he dislikes being under the spotlight in public. I wondered if it was because he's worried that he might get reefed before he dies. Same with Pagey. Same with all of them, really.
But again: no - I never humped Sinead's gear any more than I'd have humped her.
Far too much baggage.