<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:05:59.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Pounding System </title><subtitle type='html'>..... Handcrafted Mischief For The Jumble Sale Of Liberty....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-112299455101780079</id><published>2005-08-02T14:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-02T14:55:51.023Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A STICKY END...I think I’m going to let this blog die a quiet death, now. I mean, it’s been on its last legs for a few months anyway, and the fight’s gone out of it… The most I’ve managed for ages is a mere list of things I’m doing or have done, and that’s not really the point, is it?Once I get my super-shiny new domain and can post mp3s and the like, I’ll bounce back, but at the moment I just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/112299455101780079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=112299455101780079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/112299455101780079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/112299455101780079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/08/sticky-end.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-112050397977089850</id><published>2005-07-04T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-04T19:06:19.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SORRY I'VE NOT BEEN AROUND.....I've been doing this...there's lots to say, and a lot to ruminate on.but i'm knacked and my hovel is still a pile of records, Glastonbury mud and Basilicata sand.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/112050397977089850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=112050397977089850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/112050397977089850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/112050397977089850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/07/sorry-ive-not-been-around.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111529110791667850</id><published>2005-05-05T10:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-05T16:16:17.986Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SWINDONages ago, i sent in a little piece about a misadventure (or 'holiday') in Swindon to the Idler website for their Crap Holidays section.Today I got an email telling me that the piece was going to be included in the Crap Holidays book, due to be published in the autumn, and that some launch tickets and a free copy of the book would be mine! Which is excellent...This was the piece (all true, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111529110791667850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111529110791667850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111529110791667850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111529110791667850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/05/swindon-ages-ago-i-sent-in-little.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111519656159318352</id><published>2005-05-04T08:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-04T08:49:21.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DRUNKEN ARSEall over like Triffids?Good grief...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111519656159318352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111519656159318352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111519656159318352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111519656159318352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/05/drunken-arse-all-over-like-triffids.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111516920112312113</id><published>2005-05-04T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-04T01:13:21.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH. MY. GOSH!but the thing is, y'all thought Crazy In Love was big.Nope, next to this, Crazy In Love was 'You're Going To Find Me (Out In The Country)' by the Farmer's Boys.a lovable curio.THIS is going to take over like triffids.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111516920112312113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111516920112312113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111516920112312113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111516920112312113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111513638629588842</id><published>2005-05-03T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-03T16:06:26.296Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DON'T LET ME FUCK UP, WILL YOU?since even risible toss like Tony Christie's Amarillo* can get to number one 324 year after its initial release and stay there for decades, it demonstrates once and for all that anyone can have a number one these days.Which is why i'm urging you to go out on June 6th and buy a copy of the reissue of Dinosaur Jr's Freak Scene. Never the hit it deserved to be, but an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111513638629588842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111513638629588842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111513638629588842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111513638629588842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-let-me-fuck-up-will-you-since.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111498412380094160</id><published>2005-05-01T21:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-01T21:48:43.800Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PITCHLESS CREWthe Pitchless crew are doing the bar room at this party next Saturday, and it looks like a good one (precious little techno by the sounds of it, which can only be a good thing).. Looks like i'm going to be irritating the punters in the bar with whatever the hell seems like a good idea at the time  haven't been to a decent free party since last summer (or have I, my memory is really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111498412380094160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111498412380094160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111498412380094160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111498412380094160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/05/pitchless-crew-pitchless-crew-are.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111478204464417651</id><published>2005-04-29T13:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:40:44.646Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAGGOTSOh yes!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111478204464417651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111478204464417651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111478204464417651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111478204464417651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/maggots-oh-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111469858824811625</id><published>2005-04-28T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-28T14:29:48.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUGIApparently it’s odd – if not embarrassing – that before last night I’d never heard 23 Skidoo’s FUGI, or the album it’s from, Urban Gamelan.I only downloaded it because of a reference to it in Simon ‘Ardkore’ Reynolds’ Rip It Up &amp; Start Again, which is fast becoming the best music book I’ve read in a long time (since Lloyd Bradley’s Bass Culture, I suspect). What’s great about this book is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111469858824811625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111469858824811625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111469858824811625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111469858824811625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/fugi-apparently-its-odd-if-not.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111460690756058625</id><published>2005-04-27T12:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:01:47.563Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOUBLE BUBBLEI finally gave in and ordered the above mp3 player last week - 20gb for about £160. I justified it with the forthcoming Unsound-On-Sea and Glastonbury trips... Anyway, the-supplier-who-shall-remain-nameless were supposed to deliver it to my work address last Friday. No show. So I arranged with my colleagues who were in work on Saturday to sign for it and keep it safe.It didn't arrive</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111460690756058625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111460690756058625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111460690756058625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111460690756058625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/double-bubble-i-finally-gave-in-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111443676325123651</id><published>2005-04-25T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-25T13:46:03.253Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BUCKETS OF PAINT One of the most curious, imaginative and subtle pieces of subvertising I've seen yet. Photo taken April 25th, Ambleside Avenue in Streatham.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111443676325123651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111443676325123651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111443676325123651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111443676325123651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/buckets-of-paint-one-of-most-curious.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111403059834119064</id><published>2005-04-20T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-20T20:56:38.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUNE GETS EVEN MORE COMPLICATEDto make it easy for you, i've highlighted the important bit of this news item on the Warp website....15.04.05APHEX TWIN: PLAYING AT RUSSELL HASWELL-CURATED ATP EVENT IN JUNERussell Haswell - electro-acoustic artist, HDJ, and longtime Merzbow/Autechre/Aphex Twin/chapman brothers collaborator - has been invited by ATP concerts to curate an event in London on June 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111403059834119064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111403059834119064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111403059834119064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111403059834119064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/june-gets-even-more-complicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111402502009245597</id><published>2005-04-20T19:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:23:40.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLASTONSCARYi'm ashamed to admit i'm actually getting quite nervous / stressed about the whole Glastonbury thing now. I mean, our tent is likely to be the default main attraction in that corner of the site every night, as stages close down and people stream out of the various dance tents looking for fun.we've done a lot of weird PROD stuff, and i think we're all fairly good at keeping things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111402502009245597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111402502009245597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111402502009245597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111402502009245597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/glastonscary-im-ashamed-to-admit-im.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111348560353664959</id><published>2005-04-14T13:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:33:23.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SPIEGELWHATNOW?see that? that's what we've got at Glastonbury!!!!after last year's mini-People's Republic Of Disco backstage at Glastonbury Festival, this year we've been moved in to the newly revamped Dance Area - the huge dance tent of old being replaced by a myriad of smaller and more eclectic tents (including, at last and thanks to my man DJ Badly, a Roots Tent. Sound system dub at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111348560353664959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111348560353664959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111348560353664959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111348560353664959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/spiegelwhatnow-see-that-thats-what.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111335106281635778</id><published>2005-04-13T00:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:11:02.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUNIOR DELGADO RIPapparently Junior Delgado passed away at the weekend. Which is a damn shame.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111335106281635778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111335106281635778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111335106281635778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111335106281635778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/junior-delgado-rip-apparently-junior.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111335059343653248</id><published>2005-04-13T00:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-13T00:03:13.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JUST SO YOU KNOW...Thin Lizzy are better than anyone you like.Just thought I'd clear that up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111335059343653248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111335059343653248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111335059343653248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111335059343653248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-so-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111326282939702364</id><published>2005-04-11T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-12T10:12:35.113Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LET THE TRIBE INCREASEi'm on an email list from a guy called Lance Hahn, mainman of the very excellent but far too prolific J Church, one of my favourite US punk bands, a band that somehow seem more English to me somehow - they're almost part of the Wat Tyler / Leatherface / Broccoli lineage. More thoughtful than some American hardcore, less purist than Fugazi and the like.Anyway, Lance's emails </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111326282939702364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111326282939702364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111326282939702364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111326282939702364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/let-tribe-increase-im-on-email-list.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111290159692781032</id><published>2005-04-07T18:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-07T19:19:56.933Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MORTON VALENCE a version of Cameo's 'Word Up' in Chinese. a big gay disco version of Leonard Cohen's 'There Is A War'. A collision of 'Suicide and Peters &amp; Lee'.these are the things I hear through my bedroom walls on a regular basis. Which isn't a complaint. It's one of the peculiarities of sharing a flat with Morton Valence.I haven't as yet mentioned the mighty Morton Valence in this blog, so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111290159692781032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111290159692781032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111290159692781032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111290159692781032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/morton-valence-version-of-cameos-word.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111287838672301466</id><published>2005-04-07T12:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-07T12:54:14.610Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALBINI VS SLINTrecently posted on the message boards on Steve Albini's Electrical Studios website, in a discussion about the merits or otherwise of the recent Slint comeback shows :I may not be the first to point out that all this shit, and it is truly shit(Playing at corporate venues, high ticket prices, the veneer of"professionalism" provided by the cadre of facilitators, hand-holders </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111287838672301466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111287838672301466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111287838672301466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111287838672301466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/albini-vs-slint-recently-posted-on.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111280592510261976</id><published>2005-04-06T16:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-06T16:45:25.103Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOPPERMOST OF THE POPPERMOSTBela Lugosi's Dread makes #132 of the Soundclick reggae charts. With a bullet, probably.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111280592510261976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111280592510261976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111280592510261976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111280592510261976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/toppermost-of-poppermost-bela-lugosis.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111265712390205644</id><published>2005-04-04T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T23:25:23.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERE'S A LITTLE PIECE OF THE WEB FOR EVERYONEwhilst looking up a gorgeous doo-wop number called Goodnight My Love by Jesse Belvin, I came across this fantastic site. An interesting read, and somehow it warms the few remaining sentimental bits of my leathery black heart that somewhere on the web there's a society for everyone.And remember, 'I Only Have Eyes For You' by The Flamingoes IS the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111265712390205644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111265712390205644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111265712390205644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111265712390205644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/theres-little-piece-of-web-for.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111265287909842878</id><published>2005-04-04T22:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:14:39.100Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BELA LUGOSI'S DREADWell it's taken a while but I've finally got round to hosting the top pop hit Bela Lugosi's Dread, by myself - Dubversion - and by much more talented fopping cohort, The Mighty Vacuum. We're called E War Woo War Sound System these days, which shows JUST how seriously we take all this. Every now and again we have a conversation about pressing a few hundred up - Dub Dada has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111265287909842878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111265287909842878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111265287909842878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111265287909842878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/bela-lugosis-dread-well-its-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111264843243931415</id><published>2005-04-04T20:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:00:32.440Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLORIOSKI CLASSICORNfuck it. Bangs is the man. this, on the relationship between Kubrick's movies and Emerson Lake &amp; Palmer's absurd music:..Everybody knows Classical Rock Fusions never really work. Perhaps what reallypaved the astroturf for ELP was 2001, that dopey cozzed collegiate smoker flick:not only did it star a computer that could kick ass on Keith E(merson)'s in amicrosputum, but crafty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111264843243931415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111264843243931415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111264843243931415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111264843243931415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/glorioski-classicorn-fuck-it.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111264050159839249</id><published>2005-04-04T18:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:51:12.896Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MORE BANGS FOR YOUR BUCKit's taken me a surprisingly long time to get round to reading this 'other' Bangs collection, and it's pretty damn good. Of course, there's a lot wrong with Bangs and his writing, but his passion and his bitching and his honesty win you over...There's a flawed but fantastic piece in this book called 'Innocents In Babylon' about an Island Records-funded press junket to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111264050159839249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111264050159839249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111264050159839249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111264050159839249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/more-bangs-for-your-buck-its-taken-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111261705767969332</id><published>2005-04-04T12:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-04T12:17:37.680Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YO! BUM RUSH THE POPE Nuff respeck' to a man like Tim Westwood paying his respects to the demise of the Pope by following up the BBC's confirmation of JPII croaking by playing not only 'Tha Crossroads' by Bones, Thugz &amp; Harmony (guffaw) but also - wait for it - Puff Daddy's '(I'll Be) Missing You'.Yeah... this right here (tell me why)Goes out, to everyone, that has lostsomeoneThat they truly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111261705767969332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111261705767969332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111261705767969332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111261705767969332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/yo-bum-rush-pope-nuff-respeck-to-man.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111235958644551610</id><published>2005-04-01T12:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-01T12:46:26.446Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RAT RACEfurther investigations on the Outlaws site throws up a list of all the music they used for the show. In just one episode this included  'Return of Django’ The Upsetters‘Rat Race’ John Lunn‘East Of The Nile’  Augustus Pablo‘Strangers On A Shore’  Acker Bilk‘Decimal Currency’ The Blenders‘Bombshell’The Crystalites‘Ghost Town’The Specials which, Bilk aside, is pretty cool. And every episode </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111235958644551610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111235958644551610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111235958644551610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111235958644551610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/rat-race-further-investigations-on.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111235399228927844</id><published>2005-04-01T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-04-01T11:14:18.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ASBOs meant to blog this last week, excellent Nick Cohen piece about what a fucking disgrace ASBOs are.Or the story of the 18-year-old who was ordered not to congregate withthree or more people. The order was meant to stop him hanging about on streetcorners and joining a gang. He went to a youth club instead, where there weremore than three people and was duly arrested.No other democratic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111235399228927844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111235399228927844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111235399228927844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111235399228927844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/04/asbos-meant-to-blog-this-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111227937561477613</id><published>2005-03-31T14:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-31T14:29:35.616Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STREETWISE SHERIDAN MORLEY i don't know if the kid who amended the first review (under the pics) KNEW how funny they were being, or just going for a cheap sex gag, but it made me laugh a lot(Kennington Tube, lunchtime today)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111227937561477613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111227937561477613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111227937561477613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111227937561477613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/streetwise-sheridan-morley-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111219502003611321</id><published>2005-03-30T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:03:40.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LE VOTE NE CHANGE RIEN. LA DISCO CONTINUAtook me hours to scale that billboard, and I ran out of marker pen four times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111219502003611321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111219502003611321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111219502003611321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111219502003611321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/le-vote-ne-change-rien.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111218639231209999</id><published>2005-03-30T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-30T12:41:28.836Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO TALC!this gentleman's claim to need 'No Talc' whilst strutting his stuff in the Northern Soul room at last weekend's Beat Bespoke Weekender might have been more convincing had he managed not to slip on some spilt lager and end up on his arse mere seconds after these pics were taken. Funky.Some more pics - of The Actionettes, Love with Arthur Lee and Annie, Vicky and myself - here</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111218639231209999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111218639231209999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111218639231209999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111218639231209999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-talc-this-gentlemans-claim-to-need.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111210751835547652</id><published>2005-03-29T14:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-29T14:45:18.356Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DRAIN ME!i was giving a lot of thought to 'scenes' on Sunday night, stood as i was in a packed Holloway Rocket trying to decide whether I should stay in the 50s/60s R&amp;B room, head for the Northern Soul hall or go down to the psych/garage freakbeat bar.However, on the way home I managed to lose upwards of £280 somewhere on the Holloway Road, which was my rent and food and bill money for the coming</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111210751835547652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111210751835547652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111210751835547652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111210751835547652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/drain-me-i-was-giving-lot-of-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111176443549203980</id><published>2005-03-25T15:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-25T15:27:15.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INI &amp; MEprompted by Eden's championing of the PHENOMENAL new Damian Marley tune 'Welcome To Jamrock' (and the man's right again, it's a stone classic and I'm on my way to Blacka Dread to pick up my copy later today), I started thinking about Ini Kamoze (the Marley track is built up from Kamoze's World-A-Music on his 1983 Island self-titled debut mini-album(i think?). Anyway, I realised that this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111176443549203980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111176443549203980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111176443549203980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111176443549203980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/ini-gretel-had-big-youths-dreadlocks.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111161827862353448</id><published>2005-03-23T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:53:16.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TURDISI never did much care for Dr Who. Always thought it was naff, really. The only thing that made ME hide behind the sofa was Ron Mael on Top Of The Pops...but since there's so much excitement in the blogosphere and beyond, now might be the time to tell you the name of my GP, who's French:Dr Roux.Say it fast.I could imagine geeks (Whoeys?) moving to Vauxhall just to get her as their GP </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111161827862353448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111161827862353448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111161827862353448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111161827862353448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/turdis-i-never-did-much-care-for-dr.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111159266944016515</id><published>2005-03-23T15:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-23T15:44:29.440Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A schooner is a sailboat, stupid head."You can't keep a good man down. Not even with elephant tranquilisers and really sturdy leather straps.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111159266944016515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111159266944016515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111159266944016515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111159266944016515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/schooner-is-sailboat-stupid-head.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111158765607973722</id><published>2005-03-23T14:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-23T14:21:46.166Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY FAVOURITE WASTE OF TIME*i'm generally loathe to champion dumb email circulars, wacky websites and the like (which isn't to say I don't fritter away half my life on the things, just that I like to think I've got an image to uphold.. ) but I do have to recommend Pointless Waste Of Time .It's not all quality - there's a lot of rubbish and a lot of US-oriented material I don't even get. But some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111158765607973722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111158765607973722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111158765607973722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111158765607973722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-favourite-waste-of-time-im.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111158674452622459</id><published>2005-03-23T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-23T14:05:44.526Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC? I thought I knew a fair bit about the whole Soul Jazz Records set-up, but it was a hell of a shock to find out - watching the Studio One Story DVD they put out - that one of the enfant terribles of the prestidigitation scene, Teller (the mute one, left) ploughed much of the profits he'd made from his trade-secret-revealing magic career into funding the label's start up. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111158674452622459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111158674452622459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111158674452622459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111158674452622459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/do-you-believe-in-magic-i-thought-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111149986237538858</id><published>2005-03-22T13:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T13:57:42.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEN DINOSAURS WALKED THE EARTH.. AGAINIs there anyone left to reform? Well, we've yet to see confirmation of the Husker Du comeback, but after Not Fat Bob and Grant Hart played together again last year, it can only be a matter of time.Anyhow, I've booked my tickets for the Dinosaur Jr show at The Forum on June 8th. Despite the fact that I'm supposed to be at the Unsound seaside shindig in Italy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111149986237538858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111149986237538858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111149986237538858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111149986237538858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/when-dinosaurs-walked-eart_111149986237538858.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111136278332749869</id><published>2005-03-20T23:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:53:03.333Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FILM 2005I go through phases with the movies - I always really want to go every week and rarely manage it. But this year I seem to have excelled myself, and have seen pretty much everything I've liked the look of.. so in brief:Gegen Die Wand (Head On) 9/10brilliant. Fucked up sex'n'drugs'n'goth'n'suicide plus added cultural dissonance and a real heart. It's a culture clash movie - this time, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111136278332749869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111136278332749869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111136278332749869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111136278332749869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/film-2005-i-go-through-phases-with.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111136066242513265</id><published>2005-03-20T23:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:17:42.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MORE UNSOUNDHad some good feedback to the Unsound piece and I'm thinking of turning it into something a little more substantial, so watch this space.In the meantime, the lovely Moon put together some footage of Unsound in its Arches days as a teaser 'ad' for the Bar Lorca relaunch. It's here - and I'd recommend downloading rather than streaming it. Brilliantly captures the atmosphere of the arch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111136066242513265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111136066242513265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111136066242513265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111136066242513265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-unsound-had-some-good-feedback-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111135827844243351</id><published>2005-03-20T22:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:42:59.803Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WELCOME HOME LOSER!it fair warms my heart to realise that The Broken Family Band have finally made the near-perfect album they've been threatening for a couple of years..From Brixton Windmill favourites to serious contenders for album of the year. More wit, bitterness, heartache and dark dark humour.It's a fucking classic, I tell you. Added to which, you really should join their mailing list. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111135827844243351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111135827844243351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111135827844243351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111135827844243351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/welcome-home-loser-it-fair-warms-my_20.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111135538370062061</id><published>2005-03-20T21:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T21:50:50.903Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OOPS!oh dear.. it would appear that demand for the Eden/Meme Lyric Maker mix (as mentioned below) has - like Cabbage Patch Dolls, Buzz Lightyear figures and Sunny D apocalyptic fruit jism - completely outstripped supply. Entire servers have frazzled, switchboards collapsed, ISPs driven to bankruptcy. All because you crazy kids were mad for their skills.I'm sure our heroes are at this very moment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111135538370062061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111135538370062061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111135538370062061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111135538370062061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/oops-oh-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111108774967008630</id><published>2005-03-17T19:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T19:29:09.680Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RICH GIRL?Dear Ms StefaniYou're right - a vaguely dancehall-styled cover of top Topol tune 'If I Was A Rich Man', refashioned for a material girl, is a very good idea.That's why Lady Saw did it first. Years ago. With style, panache and cojones. You are a waste of skin.Thank you and goodnight.A concerned music fan.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111108774967008630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111108774967008630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111108774967008630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111108774967008630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/rich-girl-dear-ms-stefani-youre-right.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111106980110433216</id><published>2005-03-17T14:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:30:01.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BBC Radio Lamarrfuck it, give the 50s throwback his own BBC station.ignore for a minute his TV/comedy career. for my money, in Peel's absence, he's the finest radio DJ we have.currently we can catch his Thursday R&amp;B/rock n roll show. or his Saturday evening 'Alternative 60s' show - a priceless hour of the best 60s stuff you don't hear elsewhere (garage, soul, freakbeat, northern soul etc). and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111106980110433216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111106980110433216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111106980110433216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111106980110433216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/bbc-radio-lamarr-fuck-it-give-50s.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111106943437247969</id><published>2005-03-17T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T14:23:54.376Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LYRIC MAKERif you haven't already downloaded this - perhaps you've been on holiday, or perhaps you're just WRONG!!! - then i must encourage you to do so. Messrs Uncarved and Grievous present a truly breathtaking mix of 80s digital reggae from JA and UK... I shan't flatter either gentleman further, so I'll leave you to discover its delights for yourself. Mr Grievous has been kind enough to offer a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111106943437247969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111106943437247969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111106943437247969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111106943437247969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/lyric-maker-if-you-havent-already.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111091505032148855</id><published>2005-03-15T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T19:49:56.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOG STUFFprobably a little futile putting a lot of work into this blog since I've now bought the domain and webspace for The Pounding System as a proper site (hopefully to host mp3s and suchlike) but...due to the wonders of Mr Fridgemagnet, blogger, Urban 75 moderator and friend to the terminally stupid, and to the nice folks at Haloscan , the comments should now work on this site.also, down </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111091505032148855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111091505032148855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111091505032148855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111091505032148855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-stuff-probably-little-futile.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111089033130662134</id><published>2005-03-15T12:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:38:51.306Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BUT WOULD IT ACTUALLY SELL AS A T-SHIRT?email me if you reckon you'd buy one..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111089033130662134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111089033130662134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111089033130662134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111089033130662134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/but-would-it-actually-sell-as-t-shirt.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111088571663526392</id><published>2005-03-15T10:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T11:21:56.646Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE UNSOUND FROM WAY OUT..I must have gone to my first Unsound - back in the days of the arches behind the Ministry - about 3 years ago now. I fetched up there on the way back from a country gig at the 12 Bar because I'd heard a lot of the Urban 75 crowd talking about it. Somehow - because of my current partner, I guess, and a conscious attempt to cut down on my drug intake - I'd got out of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111088571663526392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111088571663526392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111088571663526392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111088571663526392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/unsound-from-way-out.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111084532490656575</id><published>2005-03-15T00:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T00:08:44.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>IT'S SNOW JOKEjesus, shoot me now.(i was pissed. it was snowing. what more justification do I need? actually, i enjoyed the set I played that night more than any I ever have. It was all the Louis' - Armstrong, Prima, Jordan - and lots of other jumpin' jive. And a small but select crowd loved it. Which made me grin and decide to devote my life to the stuff)   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111084532490656575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111084532490656575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111084532490656575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111084532490656575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-snow-joke-jesus-shoot-me-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111084475883017717</id><published>2005-03-14T23:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:59:18.833Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TURNTABLISMi've yet to go to the Foundry and find any of the art on display as interesting as getting pissed and mucking around on the turntable thing in the basement.  Brian Sewell's got nothing on me, you know!!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111084475883017717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111084475883017717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111084475883017717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111084475883017717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/turntablism-ive-yet-to-go-to-foundry.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111083677975643644</id><published>2005-03-14T21:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-14T23:51:51.190Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BANGFACE HARD CREWmy new favourite thing..BANG FACE is a monstrous rave in a tiny dank corridor. A ridiculous retro-oldskool-hardcore-junglist-acid-rave full of sweaty boys and girls losing the plot in a space the size of a train carriage. it fills my heart with joy and my ears with noise.you need this in your life. except there's no room for anyone else so find your own fucking club.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111083677975643644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111083677975643644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111083677975643644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111083677975643644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/bangface-hard-crew-my-new-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-111011974355054953</id><published>2005-03-06T14:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-06T14:35:43.553Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Is This Thing On?.....ok, ok... broadband now pumping through again, both volumes of the Complete Stax/Volt Singles Collection almost downloaded.so i'm back....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/111011974355054953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=111011974355054953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111011974355054953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/111011974355054953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2005/03/is-this-thing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110440426656314926</id><published>2004-12-30T10:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:57:46.563Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Room To Liv....my Norwegian friend Liv told me late this year she'd started a blog.. when i took a first look, there were only a couple of posts - good ones, nonetheless..today she let me know she'd added her rundown of the best records of 2004 (and what an excellent list it was.. ) so I took a look, and fuck me if she hasn't been blogging like a bastard - there's reams of it, and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110440426656314926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110440426656314926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440426656314926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440426656314926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/room-to-liv.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110440320103171542</id><published>2004-12-30T10:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:41:14.426Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THEY SHOOT DJs, DON'T THEY?MADNESS!So if you never hear from me again, here's why:On New Year's Eve the People's Republic Of Disco is hosting its first New Years Eve Party at the Windmill (as ever...). We're going to run it from about 8pm till 4am unless the landlord's attempts to squeeze 250 people into a 100-capacity venue doesn't result in death, injury or a riot in the meantime..  Once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110440320103171542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110440320103171542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440320103171542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440320103171542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/they-shoot-djs-dont-they-madnessso-if.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110440251727761522</id><published>2004-12-30T10:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-30T10:28:37.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Look Upon His Works Ye Mighty, And Despair!far be it from me to try and belittle the wealth of wonderful and inspiring blogging going on out there, but to be honest every time i read Beyond The Implode it does make me wonder if the rest of us should just give up and go home...     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110440251727761522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110440251727761522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440251727761522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110440251727761522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/look-upon-his-works-ye-mighty-and.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110364654538481717</id><published>2004-12-21T16:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T16:29:05.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unsound Stylefor those who care about such things, here's what i played on saturday - the first set before Eden took over, and the short latter set just after...First Set Lloyd &amp; Devon – Rush RushMichael Campbell – Wicked OnesLloyd Parks – MafiaIsrael Vibration – I’ll Go ThroughCulture – Stop The Fussing And FightingRhythm &amp; Sound – Jah RuleUptight Sound System – Righteous Dub (never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110364654538481717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110364654538481717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110364654538481717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110364654538481717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/unsound-style-for-those-who-care-about.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110363151361970607</id><published>2004-12-21T13:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-21T12:18:33.620Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHAKE THE FOUNDATIONS INNA DANCE  mighty sounds from a man like Eden!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110363151361970607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110363151361970607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110363151361970607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110363151361970607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/shake-foundations-inna-dance-mighty.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110268767793234286</id><published>2004-12-10T13:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T14:20:18.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LIFE: A LOSER'S MANUALChrist… moving house is a bitch.. having forced myself into another 12 x 12 room with enough crap to stock a fairly hefty 2nd hand shop at the less salubrious end of Portobello Road, I’ve realised that I need to adopt a much more Zen approach to my hoarding. So far, it seems to have amounted to selling a bunch of REALLY dodgy early to mid-90s ethno-electronic crap that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110268767793234286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110268767793234286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268767793234286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268767793234286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/life-losers-manual-christ-moving-house.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110268681403189278</id><published>2004-12-10T13:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T13:53:34.030Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keeping Busy Seem to be turning down lots of DJ slots at the moment, which is pretty inexplicable because I CAN’T DO IT. This isn’t false modesty, because it’s not like I’ve ever tried to learn. There’s no shame in the ‘let one record finish and put another one on’ ethos, but I’m usually too pissed to even manage that. What’s WRONG with you people?Having said that, on Saturday December </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110268681403189278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110268681403189278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268681403189278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268681403189278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/keeping-busy-seem-to-be-turning-down.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110268630337073264</id><published>2004-12-10T13:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-10T14:21:21.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Will Jamaican Reggae Be Brought Down By Its Own Homophobia?No.Will Alexis Petridis be brought down by a shocking case of a slow, painful flesh eating disease?Here's hoping.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110268630337073264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110268630337073264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268630337073264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110268630337073264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/12/will-jamaican-reggae-be-brought-down.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-110055920511571110</id><published>2004-11-15T22:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2004-11-15T22:55:43.380Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STUCK IN THE MIDDLE OF DORSET ROADso i'm some hellish limbo and i'm going slowly insane..  being entirely persona non grata - no bank account, no credit facility etc etc etc - finding places to live is never easy. especially when my friend/bastard landlord really needs me out quickly.. after much prevarication and confusion, i'm moving directly across the road, i can literally see my new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/110055920511571110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=110055920511571110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110055920511571110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/110055920511571110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/11/stuck-in-middle-of-dorset-road-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109906547423202108</id><published>2004-10-29T15:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-29T15:57:54.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO SIR, I WON'T a million thanks to John Eden for blogging this site . lots of stuff i've never seen and a wealth of information...    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109906547423202108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109906547423202108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109906547423202108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109906547423202108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/no-sir-i-wont-million-thanks-to-john.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109896803640099063</id><published>2004-10-28T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-28T12:55:11.476Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEYOND ON THE IMPLODE ON PEELyou can always reliable on yer man at Beyond The Implode to come up with the goods, and his reaction to the loss of Peel is as good as you'd expect...in a list of his top ten Peel moments, there's this:10) SHAM 69 SESSION"I'D LIKE TO BUY A SHOTGUN / SHOOT THEM DISC JOCKEYS /TONY BLACKBURN, JIMMY YOUNG / THEY NEVER PLAY WHAT I WANNA 'EAR!"Do you need to know </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109896803640099063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109896803640099063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109896803640099063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109896803640099063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/beyond-on-implode-on-peel-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109896872352361282</id><published>2004-10-28T13:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-28T13:05:23.523Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FORM A QUEUE TO BE APPALLED thanks (i think!) to Eden for bringing our attention this horror....   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109896872352361282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109896872352361282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109896872352361282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109896872352361282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/form-queue-to-be-appalled-thanks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109879704503496740</id><published>2004-10-26T13:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-26T13:24:05.036Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GUTTED.    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109879704503496740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109879704503496740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109879704503496740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109879704503496740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/gutted.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109871208635437711</id><published>2004-10-25T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-25T13:48:06.353Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Guardian Wimps Out (No Change There Then... )"Charlie Brooker apologises for any offence caused by his comments relating toPresident Bush in his TV column, Screen Burn. The views expressed in this columnare not those of the Guardian. Although flippant and tasteless, his closingcomments were intended as an ironic joke, not as a call to action - an intentionhe believed regular readers of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109871208635437711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109871208635437711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109871208635437711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109871208635437711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/guardian-wimps-out-no-change-there.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109864174109550996</id><published>2004-10-24T18:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-24T18:15:41.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dumb show Charlie Brooker, Saturday October 23, 2004The GuardianHeady times. The US election draws ever nearer, and while the rest of theworld bangs its head against the floorboards screaming "Please God, not Bush!",the candidates clash head to head in a series of live televised debates. It's abit like American Idol, but with terrifying global ramifications. You've got tolaugh.Or have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109864174109550996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109864174109550996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109864174109550996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109864174109550996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/dumb-show-charlie-brooker-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109840085797922738</id><published>2004-10-21T23:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-21T23:20:57.980Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UPTOWN TOP ROCKINGi KNOW bootlegs are like, SO September 10th, but this one bootleg alone justifies any amount of shite put out in the last couple of years.... i DEFY you not to grin your head off...     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109840085797922738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109840085797922738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109840085797922738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109840085797922738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/uptown-top-rocking-i-know-bootlegs-are.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109813394993517889</id><published>2004-10-18T21:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:12:29.936Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PEOPLE'S REPUBLIC OF DISCO WITH EXTRA DANCING GIRLS   This Saturday sees the People's Republic of Disco play host to the fantastic Actionettes - a groovin', cava guzzling troupe of 60s girl-pop style dancers... which should bring a hint of much-needed glamour to the lovely rundown Brixton Windmill.. So if you've not been for a while - or even more, if you've never been at all - this could be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109813394993517889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109813394993517889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813394993517889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813394993517889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/peoples-republic-of-disco-with-extra.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109813369655047712</id><published>2004-10-18T21:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:08:16.550Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PROD vs Beyond The ESF and then my mammoth weekend continued with a People's Republic of Disco at Beyond The ESF at Middlesex University.. we were the closing party providers at the Hendrix Bar!it started badly - no CD decks, no bar (the police had intervened) and no audience.. we really thought it was going to be a depressing debacle.. just a bunch of pissed off euro-crusties looking dour</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109813369655047712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109813369655047712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813369655047712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813369655047712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/prod-vs-beyond-esf-and-then-my-mammoth.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109813340918610206</id><published>2004-10-18T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-18T21:03:29.186Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNSOUND SETLIST  despite being absolutely mashed on Saturday at Unsound, i did - quite unusually- manage to scribble down my setlist, partly because I'm doing mammoth 3 hour sets each month and I worry about repeating myself.. So, here it is.. Cornell Campbell - Dance In A Greenwich FarmLloyd &amp; Devon - Wolf Out DehVC - By His DeedsRhythm &amp; Sound - King In My EmpireBurning Spear - Marcus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109813340918610206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109813340918610206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813340918610206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109813340918610206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/unsound-setlist-despite-being.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109762039336219380</id><published>2004-10-12T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-12T22:33:13.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALL HAIL NOEL GODIN whilst explaining to somebody about lead anarcho-flan flinger Noel Godin's days as a reviewer of non-existent films, I managed to google the Observer article from 1995 where I first came across him... and here it is courtesy of Jah Sonic (an online vocabulary of culture I feel I should have come across before.. ) It's a great article covering his rise to prominence as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109762039336219380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109762039336219380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109762039336219380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109762039336219380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/all-hail-noel-godin-whilst-explaining.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109752712665230486</id><published>2004-10-11T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-11T20:38:46.653Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHAKA SELLS SEVENS Shaka's selling almost 500 of his 7"s. Wonder if he'd let me have the lot in exchange for a Pere Ubu boxed set and 2 Sebadoh albums?no?just so you get the general idea, here's the first 201. LOVE RASTAFARI Mighty Randells BROWNBEAT2. SLEEPERS Winston Jarrett andFlames SHABAZZ3. DREAD FOR SOME Monyaka Band HEVYAKA4. UGANDA Yusufali&amp; Revolutinaries PRINCE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109752712665230486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109752712665230486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109752712665230486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109752712665230486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/shaka-sells-sevens-shakas-selling.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109698341163219230</id><published>2004-10-05T13:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-05T13:36:51.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OR EVEN..... maybe sod the I-Spy. Maybe we go the esoteric route..  a blogger derive... fetch up at a Blog that takes our fancy and then just drift through the blogosphere uncovering the hidden meanings of all the teenage poetry and pictures of ugly pets... We could get Stewart involved. Perhaps his next pulp novel could centre on a politically ambiguous blogger who lays waste to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109698341163219230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109698341163219230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109698341163219230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109698341163219230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/or-even.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109691068117002347</id><published>2004-10-04T16:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-05T02:27:56.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BLOGGER I-SPY The (recently-ish) revamped Blogger layout introduced the horror of the 'Next Blog' button. Possibly intended to make us all feel like a proper little community, all it does it remind me that I'm nestled - virtually - between two other blogs. And even worse, that they're NEVER THE SAME!!!   One day, I'm hanging with some FinnishHalo expert who wants to share his cheats and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109691068117002347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109691068117002347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109691068117002347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109691068117002347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/blogger-i-spy-recently-ish-revamped.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109688545529941335</id><published>2004-10-04T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-10-04T10:24:15.300Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEADLINE NEWS: POPULATION BOOM CRIPPLES BLOGGING COMMUNITY"There is no more sombre enemy of good blogging than the pram in the hall. "*(with apologies to Cyril Connolly)   (* except perhaps what my GP has described as my 'slow motion nervous breakdown'. hmm. being signed off work for a while to drool a bit and bang my head against my desk should be optimum blogging time. but it's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109688545529941335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109688545529941335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109688545529941335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109688545529941335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/10/headline-news-population-boom-cripples.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109602139280700405</id><published>2004-09-24T10:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-24T10:23:12.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DOING IT AT THE DOGSTARafter a decent run at Brixton's Ritzy Cinema (marred by some management dicking about at the last one) the Urban75 OFFLINE night is shifting to the Dog Star in Brixton's salubrious Coldharbour Lane...not sure what i'll be playing yet - it's not really a roots rock reggae crowd so i reckon i may play some ska and some of the funkier end of Studio One. And just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109602139280700405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109602139280700405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109602139280700405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109602139280700405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/doing-it-at-dogstar-after-decent-run.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109602149944697716</id><published>2004-09-24T10:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-24T10:24:59.446Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh, and i've got shocking bloody tonsilitis (very run down apparently) so that's scuppered the end of my week off. And what a night I was due tonight - the opening of the Splendid artshop on Commercial Street, another Private View in Shoreditch, some beers in the Foundry, Club Clor at the Windmill and a bizarre gabba/porn night hosted by Headfuk and Hecate. and instead i'll just be lying in bed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109602149944697716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109602149944697716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109602149944697716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109602149944697716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/oh-and-ive-got-shocking-bloody.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109584921257635284</id><published>2004-09-22T10:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-22T10:33:32.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"AND NOW HERE'S SOME MUSIC.... "it's been a mad few days, but i do feel a splurge of blogging coming on. Till then, some music.     </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109584921257635284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109584921257635284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109584921257635284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109584921257635284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/and-now-heres-some-music.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109510570600808846</id><published>2004-09-13T21:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:01:46.010Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALL TOMORROW'S BUS STOPS...Jim Evergreendaze nails the special charm of a December All Tomorrow's Parties:"All Tomorrow's Parties are introducing a new date to the UK festival calendar with the intriguingly titled 'The Nightmare Before Christmas'." from the wire bulletin boardfreezing to death in a 1970's holiday chalet at camber sands in early December so you can see Throbbing Gristle and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109510570600808846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109510570600808846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109510570600808846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109510570600808846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/all-tomorrows-bus-stops.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109510708457569044</id><published>2004-09-13T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:24:44.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREAK ZONEi'm going to keep banging the drum for Stuart Maconie's 6Music show Freakzone.. it plays some utter filth a lot of the time, but the hit rate of excellent - or at least interesting - music is much higher than any equivalent show I can think of, and they have some half decent guests who tell you things like the first (and only?) United States Of America album was mixed to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109510708457569044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109510708457569044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109510708457569044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109510708457569044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/freak-zone-im-going-to-keep-banging.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109509826011287045</id><published>2004-09-13T17:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:03:32.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chairman Of The Beard...when i saw what Woebot was up to with his beard/blog adventure, i got the fear.. would i warrant a Wilf Lunn or merely a Jeremy Beadle? as it is, my designated beard is dreader than dread and that's good enough for me...meanwhile, Beyond The Implode keeps raising the bar for erudite obscenities and that's even better. not a great deal of blogging here of late, things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109509826011287045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109509826011287045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109509826011287045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109509826011287045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/chairman-of-beard.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109456253082111025</id><published>2004-09-07T13:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-07T13:08:50.820Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARSEQUAKE!!! We live in a world beset on all sides by nostalgia for an age that never existed - School Disco, Car Wash, Northern Soul Weekenders, Paul Weller concerts - and i've been thinking that we need a sharp burst of harsh brutal reality to counterbalance the charity shop 70s dressing up games and alcopop school uniform wearing...so, people, hypothetically, how interested would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109456253082111025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109456253082111025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109456253082111025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109456253082111025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/arsequake-we-live-in-world-beset-on.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109426301979584912</id><published>2004-09-04T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-04T01:56:59.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so...in this, the most awful of weeks, you find someone who's just so far over there.... that it's all OK again.. a truly mental harpist and force of nature.. dave eggars piece about her in the Guardian - for which i'm too  drunk to find a link - is about the best piece of music writing ever. or at least since Lester Bangs on Astral Weeks.. it's the love that loves to love the loves that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109426301979584912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109426301979584912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109426301979584912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109426301979584912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/so.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109424152696073652</id><published>2004-09-03T19:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-09-03T19:58:46.960Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NOvernon kaye..... jilly cooper... andi mcdowell.... american beauty.... circus skills.... terry pratchett fans in wacky hats and long overcoats attempting a studious version of eccentric... newsreaders trying to maintain journalistic neutrality whilst simultaneously trying to express disapproval by their tone of voice.... bono.... june sarpong.... professional cockneys.. professional </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109424152696073652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109424152696073652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109424152696073652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109424152696073652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/09/no-vernon-kaye.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109397466205617941</id><published>2004-08-31T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-31T17:51:02.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So That's That, Then....four years down the tubes.there's probably something wise I should say here but at the moment I just want to punch walls...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109397466205617941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109397466205617941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109397466205617941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109397466205617941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-thats-that-then.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109354977405726692</id><published>2004-08-26T19:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-26T19:51:34.866Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THANK FUCK it's been really bugging me - for over a year - who those retro-styled Cameron Crowe-aping gimps The Thrills sound like. But it's completely eluded me.. then, in a blinding flash that seems to have preceded the onset of a migraine I shall now hold them personally responsible for, I realised that it's.... The High Llamas.  but the High Llamas without any of the wit or charm. And let's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109354977405726692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109354977405726692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109354977405726692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109354977405726692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/thank-fuck-its-been-really-bugging-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109351571226675560</id><published>2004-08-26T10:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-26T10:21:52.266Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  "ARE YOU GOING TO BE PART OF THE PROBLEM....?"   I woke up this morning late but well-rested and relaxed for once. The radio alarm was pumping out another one of those Adam Hart-Davies engineering documentaries on Radio 4 – this one was about wind farms and it was fascinating so I lingered a bit longer in bed. Setting off for work, I listened to the marvellous new Dirty Dozen Brass Band </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109351571226675560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109351571226675560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109351571226675560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109351571226675560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/are-you-going-to-be-part-of-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109342957556416274</id><published>2004-08-25T10:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-25T10:26:15.566Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GRATUITOUS LISTMAKING Since I haven’t been blogging a great deal of late – until yesterday’s uncharacteristic burst of activity anyway – I haven’t had a chance to share any recent obsessions in full. For which you should be very thankful. So instead here’s a list of stuff, in no order and to no pattern or logic, old and new, that I haven’t been able to escape:Kovert – Soundboy / Johnny Boy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109342957556416274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109342957556416274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109342957556416274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109342957556416274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/gratuitous-listmaking-since-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109336379430372490</id><published>2004-08-24T16:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-24T16:11:07.473Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNCOOL IS THE NEW BLACK   I can't even be bothered to tackle this latest piece of retro-tat. Go to the BBC Radio On Demand service before Saturday and listen to last week's Jonathan Ross R2 show, where stand-ins Mark Lamarr and Mark Steel make the fool Rowley and the clearly easily led Terry Hall sound like a pair of arses.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109336379430372490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109336379430372490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109336379430372490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109336379430372490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/uncool-is-new-black-i-cant-even-be.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109335889908616979</id><published>2004-08-24T14:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-24T14:48:19.086Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SKITSOPHOBIA   Skits are shit.  Even most good skits grate after 3 or 4 plays, but some aren’t even that tolerable. Who do we blame? I guess Public Enemy were the first act I came across to splatter their albums with such things (although I was a latecomeE to hip hop so I could be chatting shit), but they were usually short, pithy and relevant so it was OK. De La Soul seemed to up the ante and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109335889908616979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109335889908616979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109335889908616979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109335889908616979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/skitsophobia-skits-are-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109326907810667372</id><published>2004-08-23T13:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T13:53:11.926Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Johnny Boy –You Are The Generation Who Bought Most Shoes And You’ll Get What You Deserve…I fully expected to hate Johnny Boy. The picture I first saw in some style mag – studied cool and brand new CBGBs t-shirts. It stank of Hoxton faddism and empty signifiers…But fuck me, if it isn’t the single of the year by some distance… Maybe the pleasure I find in it is a pipe’n’slippers cosy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109326907810667372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109326907810667372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326907810667372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326907810667372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/johnny-boy-you-are-generation-who.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109326817302427224</id><published>2004-08-23T13:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T15:27:04.480Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Beyond The Implode Quality Outpourings...In sharing what goes on in his mind's eye, he saved the best till last5) The Clash "Pressure Drop"Mick Jones and Joe Strummer drawing thecurtains, whispering, Are you sure no-one can see in?, before ripping off theirleather jackets, dolling themselves up in Timmy Mallett-style luminous beachwearand backwards baseball caps, and giggling like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109326817302427224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109326817302427224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326817302427224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326817302427224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/more-beyond-implode-quality.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109326473809001467</id><published>2004-08-23T12:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T12:38:58.090Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Lost Record Shops Of London    I’ve had a couple of nasty shocks in recent days when trying to do some record shopping…. First off, I wandered down Berwick Street and into where Daddy Kool’s was supposed to be, only to find a bolted door and vague promises that something else would be opening there soon… I know Daddy Kool’s could be overpriced and under-friendly, but it was a treasure trove </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109326473809001467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109326473809001467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326473809001467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326473809001467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/lost-record-shops-of-london-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109326448671704494</id><published>2004-08-23T12:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T12:34:46.716Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREE THE SLOANE SQUARE ONE (REMIX)Just to keep people informed: My solicitor has stated that this is the most confusing and ridiculous caseshe's ever dealt with, because the prosecution still haven't decided whatthe allegations are. The arresting officer is now denying his originalstatement ("that's not what I meant") where he claimed I pushed him onto therailway line - now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109326448671704494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109326448671704494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326448671704494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326448671704494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/free-sloane-square-one-remix-just-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109326407205173120</id><published>2004-08-23T12:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-23T12:29:52.063Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Loneliness Of A Long-Distance Crowd Pleaser.It was a given that playing a 3 ½ hour set at Unsound last week would take its toll. That’s a LONG set. I enjoyed it, and the swelling crowd seemed to as well. The idea was that rather than my customary 1 – 1 ½ hour sets which always kicked off Unsound when it was in the Arches, I’d start at 9pm and run through till after midnight, both to ease</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109326407205173120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109326407205173120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326407205173120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109326407205173120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/loneliness-of-long-distance-crowd.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109198855052499053</id><published>2004-08-08T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-08-08T18:14:19.336Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREE THE SLOANE SQUARE ONEright folks i've been charged with a) assaulting a police officerb) endangering someone's life on the railwaysc) drunk and disorderly.  i'll be before the magistrates on Friday to deny this ridiculous fucking untruths and try to avoid a custodial sentence. i'll keep you posted. till then, think positive things for me because i'm not ashamed to say i'm shitting myself at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109198855052499053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109198855052499053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109198855052499053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109198855052499053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/08/free-sloane-square-one-right-folks-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109096152702924807</id><published>2004-07-27T20:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-27T20:54:50.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So Much Things To Say...   ... as I've already mentioned, I'm having a hectic and in many ways far from enjoyable summer: family strife and personal nonsense are tying up my brain, People's Republic Of Disco nonsense is tying up my time and when I get home from an increasingly demanding job I find I'm having to fight turning into a couch potato salaryman.... ... There are high points - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109096152702924807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109096152702924807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109096152702924807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109096152702924807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-anyway-for-what-started-out-as-non.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-109041227346212733</id><published>2004-07-21T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-21T12:21:01.363Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RUNNING TO STAND STILL       haven't posted for weeks now, not for lack of stuff to say but for a surfeit of things to say. been an odd and difficult summer so far, and i barely seem to have time to catch my breath. but i will get round to it...       </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/109041227346212733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=109041227346212733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109041227346212733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/109041227346212733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/07/running-to-stand-still.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-108896393575915668</id><published>2004-07-04T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-04T17:58:55.760Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GLASTONBURY ROUND-UPactually, i can't be bothered. let's just say i peaked too soon.this picture says it all:and yes, that IS a bottle of Baileys.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/108896393575915668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6344114&amp;postID=108896393575915668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/108896393575915668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6344114/posts/default/108896393575915668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/2004/07/glastonbury-round-up-actually-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>dubversion</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01775663173340244584</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6344114.post-108893183005803960</id><published>2004-07-04T08:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-07-04T09:03:50.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY GOOD LOOKING, WHAT YA GOT COOKING? having spoken too soon about the demise of woebot, the man is back in what i guess is the blog equivalent of a secret acoustic gig as woebotnik, and in one of his most maddeningly entertaining entries yet, he's looking at the hitherto unexplored (surely?) parallels between celebrity chefs and rock stars.much as it pains me to admit it about the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ill-conceived.blogspot.com/feeds/108893183005803960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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