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Bono On Cannabis

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If I said I’d been skydiving you’d think I was cool.  Cannabis is much, much safer and it’s the coolest thing I’ve ever done.

Bono, Glastonbury 2011

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June 24, 2011 at 10:26 pm

Gary Moore RIP

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One of the all time greats.

He will be sadly missed.

At the risk of blaspheming against Jimi himself, this is almost better than the original!

I can see them both up there now alongside each other, shredding Stratocasters and blowing the Angels’ minds  (or getting blown by the Angels).

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February 6, 2011 at 6:24 pm

Why Weed Is Better Than Sex (?)

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Or on “high” days and holidays try both at the same time!

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January 22, 2011 at 10:31 am

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Rebecca – I Told You So! – WRONG—WRONG!

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I had this all ready to go!

I think the result is very strange.  Rebecca should have won.

She is the one who will go on to achieve great success.

It’s wonderful to be able to say I told you so nearly ten weeks ago!

She is the one with the X Factor.

She deserves it.

Written by Peter Reynolds

December 12, 2010 at 10:29 pm

My Tribute To The Pope

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Without kind permission of Crosby Stills & Nash but with enormous gratitude.

CATHEDRAL

Six o’ clock
In the morning I feel pretty good
So I dropped into the luxury of the Lords
Fighting dragons and crossing swords
With the people against the hordes who came to conquer

Seven o’clock
In the morning here it comes I taste the warning
And I’m so amazed I’m here today
Seeing things so clear this way
In the car and on my way to Stonehenge

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
Sunlight pouring through the break of day
Stumbled through the door and into the chamber
There’s a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace
And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face
And a feeling deep inside of me
Tells me this can’t be the place

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
All religion has to have its day
Expressions on the face of the Savior
Made me say
I can’t stay

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call
So many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can’t believe it all

Now I’m standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine
And my head didn’t know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high

I’m flying in Winchester cathedral
It’s hard enough to drink the wine
The air inside just hangs in delusion
But given time
I’ll be fine

Open up the gates of the church and let me out of here
Too many people have lied in the name of Christ
For anyone to heed the call
Too many people have died in the name of Christ
That I can’t believe it all

And now I’m standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799
And the day he died it was a birthday
And I noticed it was mine
And my head didn’t know just who I was
And I went spinning back in time
And I am high upon the altar
High upon the altar, high

Written by Peter Reynolds

September 18, 2010 at 3:34 pm

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‘Scuse Me While I Kiss the Sky!

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In tribute to the finest guitarist and one of the greatest musicians the world has ever seen – who died 40 years ago this week.

This remarkable photograph was taken inside the house at 25, Brook Street, Mayfair where the composer Handel lived until his death in 1759.  He was a German whose career took off when he came to London.  He was well known for flamboyant displays of virtuoso baroque music.

200 years later in 1968, Jimi Hendrix moved into the same building.  He was an American whose career took off when he came to London.  He was well known for flamboyant displays of virtuoso blues and rock music.

Their spirit lives on forever.

Written by Peter Reynolds

September 14, 2010 at 5:20 pm

My Deep, Dark Secret

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I have a deep, dark secret.  It’s something I keep to myself.  I haven’t told anyone, not my friends, my parents, certainly not my sons.

Every Saturday, early evening, for about the past six or seven weeks I’ve been indulging myself in something that I’m little ashamed of.  I don’t know why (well, I do), as on the face of it it’s wholesome and innocent but, the truth is, they all drag thoughts and feelings out of me that are far from wholesome, far from innocent.  All of them.

They all care about it so much.  It means so much to each one of them.  Each of them puts every last part of their heart and soul into doing the very best they can.  I sit through the whole show weeping gently at their sincerity, their effort, their charm, how pretty they are.

Quattro Formaggi

Yes it’s true, it’s truly pathetic.  I am besotted.  Each one of them is truly delightful, one minute ingenue, next minute vamp, all so very, very talented.

They are the girls of “Over The Rainbow”, Andrew Lloyd-Webber’s latest audition show to find Dorothy for The Wizard of Oz.

They are all gorgeous and I think I must be a dirty old man!

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