Jesus Christ, incredible news! My old adversary, puritanical meddler & original gameshow host, John Wesley tells me that Justin Lee Collins, is as we speak, making his way leading a convoy of pilgrims/contestants/Pecunia non olets (money smells gurt lush!)- It seems a new breed of working class entrepreneurs have emerged since the credit crunch in Bristol. They urinate into pots which are then emptied into closed swimming pools. The liquid is then collected from public latrines by unemployed/able work-fare customers, lunatics & ne'er-do-wells, where it's sold and served as a valuable raw material for chemical processes like cider, Brains faggots, Bristol Cream, Robin Cousins, The Wurzels & Concorde and to whiten togas. Never slow, correction, always slow, like the whole bastard boring place, Bristol Council have begun levying a tax on the urine. The scheme is not without problems however, last week, just round the corner from where JC grew up, the accumulated urine burst through the deep end levee of Speedwell
swimming baths submerging Fishponds, the birthplace of avant-garde Saxophonist Evan Parker! A dirty business, money for piss? Justin licks the gold coin - Non olet! This doesn't stink!
- Hanham Mount, East Bristol - real rebel country! And heading for Broadway Market to commandeer a stall outside The Dove this Easter Saturday by hook or by crook & picking up more and more followers as he goes! My god!
And Jesus (J-C) went into the temple of God, and cast out all them that sold and bought in the temple, and overthrew the tables of the moneychangers, and the seats of them that sold Doves, And said unto them, It is written, My house shall be called the house of prayer; but ye have made it a den of thieves.
We await with baited breath...
Sally, having swallowed cheese
Directs down holes the scented breeze
Enticing thus with baited breath
Nice mice to an untimely death
...what JC will bring to the Broadway Market Monster Organick Easter Orgy, but let's hope he brings just some of the flippings of his smash-hit Channel 5 gameshow - Heads or Tails!
Five's thrilling prime-time game show where a million pounds is up for grabs on the flick of a coin. Heads or Tails? You decide... Justin Time Delivery and some celebrity guests are on hand to join the contestants on their incredible journey.
Quite, so, you decide...Should Andrew Boff live or die? Heads or tails? You decide! Should there be a 100 foot red, gold and green statue of Spirit erected in the middle of London Fields like the Angel of the North, Christo & the sublimely talented conceptual shyster John Frankland (Remember this maxim: What Hackney needs least Hackney always gets) the Rrose Selavy of The Mabley Green Boulder & The Shoreditch Park Boulder the 2 magnificent world-heritage Hackney 2012 Olympic-Duchamp Readymades, that like Broadway Market & The Ocean venue have caught the imagination of fleating-bleating bespoke-wharf-mews-hub, silo-quango-√ √ √ √ √ √√ √-Climb every mountain, ford every stream, follow every rainbow, until you find your dream!-Suits ~ Step right up & call me Gerry Mander! & who go to the to the tallulah Tired of London, Tired of Life website & gorge on rocks, it's non-stop 24 hour mayhem!
Heads or tails? You decide...
In a similar D-D-De Man, Duchampian, Derridarian, Detonate-dem! Unreconstructed-Not constructive-Deconstructive spirit of Spirit stylee, have a look at this Johnny Morris of videos that hopefully provide a Masterclass in:
"what is left when beliefs have collapsed
at the level of ritual or symbolic elaboration,
and all that is left is the consumer-spectator,
trudging
through the ruins and the relics." (>source<)
J-L-C you at Broadway Market this Easter Sat on an Incredible Journey!
