Thursday, February 7, 2008

Brp Brp Brp BEERRRR... Sap of the week award goes to...

...Niall Stokes. In this week's drug-tacular issue of Hotpress (which for some completely unfathomable reason proclaims itself to be a 'Collector's Edition') Mr Stokes shares the following in his editorial:

There has been so much hype, so much nonsense out there on the subject of drugs... we have been bombarded with sensational drugs stories

I agree. So I'm glad Hotpress sidestepped the sensational end of things with their restrained and understated front cover. I mean, what better way to illustrate the gravitas with which you intend to treat the subject than a picture of a smudge-eyed skinny blond with a dead gaze gripping a rolled up 20, and more baking soda plastered across her face than the class simpleton used to have in Home Economics. Nice one Niall. Oh and I'm sure any echoes of the Katy French tragedy are coincidental. 'Cos that would be sensational wouldn't it?

Hotpress may have a few interesting things to say on drugs. But if someone had only that trashy, tasteless mess of a front cover to go on, they'd doubt it. And if I have to read one more Hunter S. Thompson lite piece of self serving shit written by Olaf Tyrannasarus about how he smokes dope, I'll march down to the custom house, buy a bag of smack and inject it straight into my brain just to cope. I suppose the real deal is that they are trying to sell a few more mags by appearing edgy. I've seen more edge on a bean bag.

Relaxing after a typical dinner party in Mullingar...
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MP3: Grandmaster Flash-White lines don't do it

Other stuff: Look out for the funkiest free-est mag around, Analogue! It came out today. And on Cluas there's a mad coluredy table that looks like the nutritional information on a box of reddy brek, except its for music blogs. Its rating us according to how much content is on our page, and by extension how easy it is to download the blog on a slower connection. The compost heap is quite calorific, dangling precariously over the red zone. Not as bloated as poor old egoeccentric though, which weighs in at a whopping 2 megs and probably wears a virtual mu-mu. If anyone has tips on how to slim this page down a bit, I'd love if you could share them with me.

5 comments:

STORKBOY said...

its all about the PCP these days

Anonymous said...

That bang you heard was hitting the nail on the head...

Evil Bob said...

Perhaps the cover was meant to be ironic. I could be convinced of that if I wasn't familiar with Hot Press's complete lack of understanding of the concept.

So the customs house yea? Interesting.

Gardenhead said...

Yeah Bob, there's some savage methadone to be got down the customs house. Also, you can take it there and spend the rest of the day in a relaxed opiated heap watching the tide come down the liffey. Savage craic.

Evil Bob said...

Well thats my weekend sorted so.