Its hard to figure out what musicians are doing these days. It seems to me that half the band is playing one song, and the other guys are off in La-La land somewhere. It sounds like the most convoluted mess I have ever heard. Then there is ' hip- hop'. I am sure you can guess what I think of it. Like I said before, when I hear the words 'hip-hop', I reach for my revolver. I heard Cds of some rad eighties bands this weekend. The Exploited & The Buzzcocks. It was intense...bringing back stellar memories of backyard sessions with my pals & other things best never to be repeated & yet not forgotten. Jimmy Zs, Swatch watches, bleached hair, and peg-leg pants. Fucking funny stuff. Here is a sick picture Grant Brittain sent me. It encompasses all the feelings, memories & nostalgia of that time. Thanks to JGrant Brittain for the photograph & the trip into the past. Skate-Ozzie