Creepy Creeps and The Creepy Things They Do.

Everyone's entitled to their opinion, I wholeheartedly agree .... or do I?

I'm quite enjoying this blogging malarkey. When I have the time it's quite therapeutic to be able to mess around writing rubbish, sometimes writing thoughts, a bit of info .... It's quite pleasing to be privileged enough to be in the position to give out info on my bands (and their offshoots) to folks who are appreciative and good hearted. I have gotten some nice feedback from people commenting too. It's so nice to fire up the old pooter and in some way think that someone, somewhere has gotten a bit of info or a wee snap that maybe in some tiny way may have brightened up their day. Someone, may have raised a glimmer of a smile at my attempts to be funny. Just something positive coming from here to there .... wherever .... you maybe? Who knows.

In the grand scheme of things what does blogging achieve? I have no idea, and kind of in a way don't want to know, if people actually read this or give a tinker's toss about my ramblings. But that's the beauty of it. I may be writing this for no-one to read but it helps in some way right the kilter of my brain and stabilise my thought processes. Woooooooh!

That's why it's wonderful to get comments from people who have actually taken the time to read what, to me, are generally ridiculous rambles interspersed with some factual nuggets. Thanks for that folks.

One of the downsides is reading comments from people who seem to have nothing better to do than spit bile. Luckily these come far less often than the positive responses. To be honest they're like water off a duck's back, they don't bother me in the slightest and occaisionally actually give me the opportunity to have a bit of a laugh at the sender's expense. Do these people not think I have better things to do than take them at all seriously and that they have one iota of effect on me?

What puzzles me though (now that I am finally getting to the point) is what motivates these people? Do they think for a second that I am going to be affected or change my course because of their opinion? I'm lucky enough to have a fair few people who I consider friends and the majority of these are gifted, personable, rounded individuals .... the type of people who's opinions you will take on board. Quite why someone thinks that by posting (not just on here) ill-informed, ignorant, spiteful rubbish that I am suddenly going to think, "Hey, wait a minute that anonymous guy who just sent me a load of shit may have a point!". It kind of just proves how stupid they are by thinking I am stupid enough to take them seriously.

I'm in a bit of a quandary though .... 

Should I publish these comments or should I not. It's so easy not to publish and then take the piss knowing that the sender will be stalking around waiting to see what effect they've had .... ehmmmm, none mate, sorry.

Should I just ignore them? Perhaps. But it's so much more fun taking the piss.

Should I publish and be damned? Stick them up there for everyone's amusement .... or maybe I'm just scared that the miniscule amount of people who read this blog may agree with them. Now that would really, be fucking scary!

Unveiled, Grace/Wastelands Artwork.

I'll say no more and let you ponder.

Hope you like it!

Peter In Ireland.

There's a very interesting and supportive article about Peter's appearance on The Late Late Show in Dublin right here. I think the author hits the nail right on the head and it's pleasing to see that there's someone out there writing with a bit of common sense and integrity. Thank you Mr Murtagh.

Peter Doherty, Dundee Doghouse.

There's a 'secret' low key show in Dundee at the Doghouse on Feb 25th 2008.

Tickets are first come first served in a local butcher's shop I think.

First time on the East coast for a while. The venue only holds three hundred so I think we may have a suitable night of mayhem and melody.

Paris Pics (Part II) And New Love Grows On Trees Video.

Ain't had the best internet facilities of late so it's taken a wee while to get these fellows up but I'd like to think they are worth the wait. I got back from Paris today to cold and snowy Scotland. One near miss of a punch up with the bloke running the taxi queue at Glasgow airport and I find myself back in the cold, cold West Of Scotland. Lots of fond memories of the trip though. It was all work and no play on the surface but when your work is as enjoyable as those few days were then c'est la vie!

A warm welcome was found in snowy Paris and we even got to see a few of the sights. It was quite nostalgic to indulge some touristy pastimes when the work was done and dusted. The Eiffel Tower specifically, was great fun and Peter caused quite a stir amongst the sight seeing throngs. Babyshambles are kind of taking off quite nicely in France but in an odd way the attention is of a different nature. The public in general seems to care not a jot for the usual tabloid crapola and are so very welcoming and polite, quite a change from some of the public reactions we've encountered in the UK. I still love the UK but it's refreshing and interesting to experience a different perspective from somewhere which is only a short train journey away nowadays.

Looking forward to some more French trips as well as the upcoming UK dates. It's going to be an interesting year and, as I posted before, I am looking forward to it immensely! Things are on the up rather than on the uppers methinks, mehopes.

It was nice to bump into the boys from Keane at Taratata. We have mutual friends of friends and they were very welcoming and open. Lovely fellows. No ego problems detected which is a massive tick in one of the right boxes for me.

Apologies to the Frenchies who may think I neglected them .... aaaaw! Sorry mes amies but it was work, work, work this time. Plenty more trips to Paris on the cards so no doubt we'll hang out sometime if I'm not being a stick in the mud early to bed boy.

Well folks I hope you like these pics and the little video at the end.

Thanks to all the folks who had a smashing time with us on our sojourn .... Kenny, Nickie, Peter, Julien, Rini and The Boabie who made a surprise guest appearance in our hotel bar.

p.s. I ain't become a massive egotist. Dropper made me promise to post the horrible snap of me because she took it.

New Love Grows On Trees, Live in Paris, Jan, 2008.

Apologies for the video and sound quality. I am still finding my feet with conversion programmes which allow me to upload. I'll relace it if I get a better version because the original is 100 x better than this.

The Promised Snaps.

Dropper and The Boabie.
The Boabie and Eva.

Droper .... More to come.

Paris In The Snow.

Well, well folks. We've been plotted up in Paris since Saturday and all's going swimmingly. Had a relaxed night on Sunday then the rest of the entourage arrived on Sunday evening. NME and I.D.interviews all successful .... job done. Currently ensconced in a nice photo-studio taking some snaps for the NME. Mood is quite upbeat and we've been having fun playing dress up with some of the truly vile clothes sent by PR's all over Paris in the attempt to get Peter to wear them for the shoot. We too have snow here but it seems Paris is better geared up for climate aberrations as all's functioning and the couriers are certainly being kept busy dropping off ludicrous threads off with us.

We've been given the warnings that all garments must be returned .... Sheesh! No problem there chum. Slim pickings indeed!

Pics will be up shortly from the shoot and Taratata later I hope.

That's all for now folks!