Second time on ASR...

[Redacted]

..And I am liking it more than last time I was here.
It has become a bit bolder, less mealy-mouthed I think.
That suits me.

I don't want to upset people with deeply held religious views about...
....Oh, but I do in fact!

But really I like a bit of levity, some poking of fun, some proper British banter.

"Even Dinsdale was frightened of Doug. He used… sarcasm. He knew all the tricks, dramatic irony, metaphor, bathos, puns, parody, litotes and… satire. He was vicious".
I can be Doug, but it's not personal.

In the end, I'm more interested in playing music (a lot) on decent-enough kit at a reasonable price. I have no interest in the pompous "look at how much I spent on woo-woo nonsense, so I can get excited over my test record and my three "greatest hits" CDs", if you get me. And I'm still an engineer...

Cheers - and thanks for not beating me up this time round.

 

[voodooless]

"Even Dinsdale was frightened of Doug. He used… sarcasm. He knew all the tricks, dramatic irony, metaphor, bathos, puns, parody, litotes and… satire. He was vicious".
I can be Doug, but it's not personal.

Count me in

 

[Redacted]

Count me in

Don't get me started.
I live in the UK ("no, really?") and we are so sick of double-speak here and the condemning of basic truths.. And I'm not talking about discussing the physics of spacetime or putative black-hole cosmological theories... You can literally be investigated by the police in the UK, if you say, for example "I don't think men are women". You would not believe the endless attacks on free speech and freedom of opinion over here. It's like 1984 - "How many fingers am I holding up?"

 

[Soandso]

We have a 1932 British bloke to blame for tagging an American musical treasure with a certain nickname. Arriving in London to escape various Chicago and New York mobsters' protection shake-down threats Louis Armstrong went to tour Great Britain where the "Melody Maker" magazine editor called out to him "… Satchmo'…" Armstrong had a comedic scamming character he called the "Reverend Satchelmouth" who he first staged in the mid-1920s as a vaudeville interlude within Fletcher Henderson's NewYork City gigs. Those were the days of lore.