Dear Readers, I've had a fine May Day weekend; a Monday off work, sun was shining, was out on Saturday night for a few jars of Kawasaki Love Juice™, tuned in to yet another fantastic Genocide Takeuchi-san/Chainsaw Diler/Shining Tama heavy metal show on Tannan FM, rode an arse-numbing kilometre journey too far on Sunday morning, scoffed decent grub and found some unlikely time to relax too. Yet as all that temporary euphoria evaporates I am forced to concede to that the obligatory return to the Factory tomorrow morning beckons. I am compelled to once more embrace her brutish charms, wrestle with the symptomatic worries which accompanies the daily grind. Nevertheless, embrace it, I must, 'tis the nature of things. I remain fortunate to be in the position that I find myself each shift. Still it will not prevent your friend and humble narrator from playing the ominous drone of Tubular Bells as I enter the darkened factory gates, the foundations will shake and thunderclouds will rend the air, probably.
Andy Dunkley RIP
Playlist for Tuesday... probably...
Friends of Hell - Witchfinder General
One of These Days - Trespass
Over the Rainbow - Magnesium
Mr.Crowley - Blizzard of Oz
Judgement of the Dead - Pagan Altar