This is laziness.
My excuses for writing nothing and going back to a series that hasn't made an appearance since early January:-
(1) I'm working long hours just now
(2) When I came home I was hungry
(3) There was football and cricket on the telly when I came home
(4) It was the last episode of the excellent 'Life On Mars' series on telly at 9pm
(5) There's still lots of good songs on CD86 that I haven't yet aired. Such as these:-
mp3 : Fizzbombs - Sign On The Line
mp3 : The Servants - The Sun A Small Star
mp3 : The Pooh Sticks - On Tape
Oh and if anyone is remotely interested, here's a missive from Jacques The Kipper all the way from Kingston, Jamaica:-
..... the most hip hop family in the world not down in the bar tonight. The mother was best - overweight but tight fitting white top showing offred bra, accessorised with bright red adidas tracksuit and gucci sandals. Not to mention the louis vuitton bag and loads of bling. I swear it was like a comedy pastiche. Kids were cool as fuck though. I left soon after she got up to dance!
Music is omnipresent - I wouldn't have believed it possible, even in the office. And all types. Except Coldplay thankfully. On picnic today up in the mountains at a bit in the river where folk gather to muck about in the water. Massive sound system was there all afternoon mashing up dub reggae with some surprising stuff - cf JamesBlunt, which had all the locals singing along!! Radical.
Got interviewed by compere at a sports day today as well. Bizarre as he sped talked in semi-patois and I tried to decipher the question so I could answer, though I doubt the locals understood a word I said anyway. Not really been hustled yet - got my dismissive face worked out pretty well - and out of Kingston a pretty good vibe so far. No-one seems to notice, despite being the only white in the village ! This is not what I was led to believe.Have seen some obvious call girls at the hotel on the arm of hideous fatblokes. If not actual call girls then they are trophy wives.
So far that has been the saddest thing I've seen in many ways. Abject poverty and AIDS is rife in some areas but the people are cool and doing the best they can. I accept Trenchtown may be a different kettle of fish but there's not a hope of experiencing that. And I don't think I'd want to anyway. There are the torsos in chairs by the roadside, but I kinda expected that. Much is made of the homicide rate - "Look, man, there's no way that BobWoolmer is a local killing, they'd have just shot him.". (!!). But I think just as dangerous is the roads. I need to find out the statscos it makes old-style Portugal seem like a pleasant jaunt incomparison. And the strange ? Well, despite being the most laid back in theworld, breakfast (even at weekends) ends at 9am and they come to clean your room at 8.30. I got a phonecall today at 7am !! Oh and just checked the roads - Jamaica the third highest road casualty rate in the world after India and Ethiopia. I've never been so scared sitting in a car in my life - and that's during the day time.
More from JtK as and when I hear from him.
More mp3s tomorrow. I'm thinking maybe a little bit of Prefab Sprout.