Forward in all dimensions!

[hirez]

This is not the sort of thing one expects to find on MySpace.

Anyway. I managed to view the 3 Mustaphas 3 live exactly once, at the Victory Club in Cheltenham.

Don't go looking for it; it's not there any more. Or rather, there appears to be another Victory Club somewhere else. Perhaps this different version of the Victory Club will claim to be the original and allege that my memory is the work of pixies or drugs. I do remember a Mustaphas badge, but then I also remember a Stylophone and I can't find that, so there's no particular evidence that anything I remember actually happened or existed. Perhaps the universe is running an over-zealous garbage collection job and is removing things that it thinks I'd be better off not remembering. If so, it's doing a shit job.

Traktorsko Kolo is particularly fine, if only because it lurches into some fine DC go-go funk. (Remember that? Probably not. It was average-sized in the NME for a fortnight.)

Drop the fridge! Leave your bombs at home!

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[nemesis-to-go.livejournal.com]

I remember one of their Peel sessions to this day...

"The Palace of Culture was saved! But it was a sad day for inter-species dialogue."

I think you had to be there, really.

As it happens, the other day I saw Uncle Patrel bin Mustapha playing saz for Public Image Limited. Livened up 'The Flowers Of Romance' no end...

[hirez.livejournal.com]

"You cannot cover the wolf in chocolate, because it has its own fur."