tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80340612011-09-05T05:33:43.528+12:00Getting the lowdown, working the angles and sussing the score since August 2004. Welcome to Finksville.Karl Puschmannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10415117383381825509noreply@blogger.comBlogger761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8034061.post-1129218614346397782005-10-14T04:49:00.000+13:002005-10-14T04:50:14.346+13:00

Who doesn't enjoy a good zombie film? Very probably every person who has ever plonked down the cash to see one at the cinema. This is because there is no such thing as a good zombie film. They're all terrible. Even the good ones.You see, zombies aren't very scary. They're slow, they're stupid and they're wrinkled. Ask yourself, are you scared of old age pensioners? Because, that's basically what

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Jam DaviesWhat's Spock Got To Do With It?Why I Stopped Blogging And Other Unanswered QuestionsHow To Pitch A FilmWho You Calling Stupid? Stupid.

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The Search for FinkThe Search for Fink - Part IThe Search for Fink - Part II

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Who You Calling Stupid? Stupid.By Jam DaviesPeople say stupid things. People also do stupid things. If 1 + 1 = 2 then one can confidently say people are stupid. This is not an attempt on my part to appear superior over other people. I, myself, do and say stupid things. Regularly. So do you. You know you do. Various government agencies also know about the stupid things you say and do. Unless you’

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How To Pitch A FilmBy Jam DaviesAs mentioned in the final post on my shortlived blog I decided to write a screenplay. This took time away from writing my blog, but not that much time, as I soon stopped writing the screenplay as well. Why? I don't know. Perhaps the job I fell into took the time away from writing my screenplay, which had taken the time away from writing my blog. Maybe I'm just a

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Why I Stopped Blogging And Other Unanswered Questions By Jam DaviesI used to have a blog. Well, the blog is still there only I am not. So I should say I have a blog. I don't update it though. There's no point going to the blog I have because I don't update it. I have a blog I don't update that you should not go to because there's no point.Why did I start the blog? I don't know. I guess I had

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What's Spock Got To Do With It?By Jam DaviesI am not Spock. I am Jam. Or Davies. To my knowledge Star Trek never clarified whether Spock was a first or last name. Bob Spock? Spock Jones? One can only hypothesise...Being Spock wouldn't be too bad a thing though. For one he had a job. Science Officer. Sounds flashy. Probably paid well. He sported a catchphrase which was flippant and mocking and

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Strap back into your spacesuits folks, it's time for a return trawl through the BlogoSphere. That's right, it's time for another BlogTrek.The continuing mission? To boldly seek out the spiritual brothers and sisters of Finksville, to assess those sites and then return to base and report on the findings. This is a hazardous trip through the blog wastelands in search of Fink and I have no idea what

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One year of Finksville - Off the Record. It's odd to think that I've had this site up and running for, what seems to me at least, a very long time - although it may feel like that to some readers as well. But, what can I say? A year is a milestone, an accomplishment, a triumph. Well, I may be getting slightly carried away there but that's what it feels like, and really, who can begrudge the

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Yesterday and TodayThe BeatlesAmerican album cover, June 1966The Beatles uneasy relationship with their early, loveable-scamp, mop-top image, and the reality of their background (sex, drugs and rock'n'roll in Hamburg's infamous red-light district) was never highlighted better than with this grizzly record cover.Original shock-rockers; The BeatlesKnown throughout Beatledom as "the butcher cover",

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I am not alone. In the massive wastelands that makes up the awfully titled "Blogosphere" there was bound to be more than one person claiming the Fink handle - either as their username or in their title. So I decided to do what anyone with too much time on their hands would do. I would hunt them down like dogs, check out their sites and then return to Finksville and review them. Mine is a noble

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It was reckless, totally insane, and way too much fun. It was the RedBull Air-Race and it was fantastic.Ten magnificent men and their flying machines took to the skies and looped, spun, and soared at speeds over 250mph, reaching forces of up to 10G, through a series of 18m high inflatable gates arranged into an aerial slalom course.Held in the pristine pastures of the eccentric Lord Bath's

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As a fully-trained and qualified journalist, news interests me. Not a terribly great deal, I'll admit, but occasionally a story comes along that is simply too great to go unnoticed. These stories are carefully snipped from the paper and filed away. Here's one of my all time favourites.JACKET POTATO BLAZEA batch of unattended jacket potatoes burst into flames yesterday afternoon sparking

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What Difference does it make?The SmithsSingle cover, January 1984Morrissey was the man making the calls on the iconic, yet often bewildering, artwork that graced all of The Smiths' releases.His photo selection was as ambiguous as his lyrics, tantalisingly hinting at what he was actually warbling on about.This single featured a still from the creppy 1965 film The Collector, which was about a chap

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The news was disturbing and shocking and certainly not the kind of thing you expect to read in the paper on a hungover Sunday morning. At first the news did not seem real, as if some perverse joke had been played out on an unsuspecting public. But sure enough the facts and figures soon added up and the distressing reality of the situation slowly sunk in. Ladies thong sales were down. Way down.

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I am not Tom. At least not to my knowledge. Having spent the last 27 years answering to the name Karl, and having that name printed on various official looking papers and cards I had never given my name a second thought - apart from when I was about 9 and wanted to get it changed to Axl. I don't know why I wasn't allowed. Anyways... Last night I'm walking between pubs with my pal Jam Davies when

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Introduction: Hit me with your rhythm stickVampiric Beat Master: Boris Williams - The Cure 1984-1994Loose Drum-Thumper: Meg White - The White StripesElectronic Drum Pioneer: Doktor Avalanche - The Sisters of MercyRollicking Drum Maestro: Dave Lovering - The PixiesCrazed Drum Ambassador: Animal - The Electric Mayhem

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Crazed Drum Ambassador: Animal - The Electric MayhemAnimal's barely controllable enthusiasm for his drumming has probably done more to influence kids taking up the instrument than any other drummer in recent times. AnimalImagine, if you will, how many pots and pans have been destroyed by children emulating this grizzly faced loon of a drummer. I can tell you that my parents were not impressed

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Rollicking Drum Maestro: Dave Lovering - The PixiesNot only a member of one of the most important, influential and damnded impressive bands of all time, Dave Lovering is also a professional stage magician. Yes.Dave LoveringOk, the whole magician thing came about after the original demise of the Pixies. Not for him though, kiddies birthday parties or the garish lights of Las Vegas, after all, he's

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Electronic Drum Pioneer: Doktor Avalanche - The Sisters of MercyNot a real doctor, not even a real person, Doktor Avalanche is never-the-less worthy of appreciation as a significantly underrated drummer who, as well as supplying the driving gothic beats of The Sisters of Mercy, also pioneered acceptance of drum machines as a valid member of a real band. Doktor AvalancheOk, the Dok ain't much to

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Loose Drum-Thumper: Meg White - The White StripesThe loose, crash heavy, beats of Meg White are often derided by music snobs as simplistic, slightly off-time, and, well, basically a bit crap. But these are the exact reasons why she's being celebrated here at Finksville.Meg White Quite simply, no other drummer could fit into the White Stripes stripped-down rock aesthetic. Most would try to be too

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Vampiric Beat Master: Boris Williams - The Cure 1984-1994As an intrinsic a part of The Cure legacy as the spidery-haired frontman Robert Smith, Boris Williams was one of the most important recruits from the seemingly never-ending carousel of musicians that have passed through the band.Boris WilliamsBringing true personality to his drumming as well as a technical superiority upon which the band

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There's a lot wrong with being a sticks-man in a band. I should know; for years I lugged a drum-kit to gigs, band practices, informal jam sessions and then, at the end of the night, lugged the damnded thing back home again. Being a drummer is an immense hassle. Because there's so much kit to move around you're inevitably the first person to arrive and the last to leave. Setting up and taking a

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Children can be so cruel. Another of the bitter disappointments of growing up is that it's no longer socially acceptable to be cruel. Of course some people still go around acting like a complete ass, but they tend to not have too many friends.As a result adults tend to keep their cruelty for times when they're either rowdy drunk, extremely pissed off, or for their blogs.Of course, when you're a

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Batman and Robin was rubbish. Batman Forever was arguably worse. Although not featuring the caped crusader Catwoman did stem directly from his universe and was rightly deemed a huge pile of steaming cat-shit.These three gaudy, overblown embarrassments should have been the death of the Batman franchise, but thankfully they weren't.Ooooo...moodyBatman Begins attempts to reset the clock on the

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Its been a bit of a dryspell around here lately but rest assured it's not without reason. I've been tinkering around with various template changes, sorting out new content and generally just mucking about.The changes aren't too drastic but it should make older articles easier to find, should sort out the archive glitch I've been ignoring for far too long and should hopefully make Finksville a lot

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Beware of Falling BricksCruelty is a virtueFamily Ties Secret Shame - Exposed!!!In Quiz Form!!!Fight or FlightHolmes vs Campbell: Are you ready to rumble?How I saved ChristmasI am not a CrookIn which our intrepid hero embarks on a questNice Place to VisitRant-GateUsers Guide to: Mr BungleWhat, no DeLorean?What the Hell was Mr Ed?

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A Day at the Air-RacesBolognese MalaiseGot Them Ol' Snooze BluesIts all gone Pete ThongSupersize MeThe Demon Drink

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Greetings: The First PostGuarantee SchmaranteeShout-Out to My PeepsSlow News DayThis Soap is DopeWin This Car!!!!...Well, um...No, not reallyCover Stories:The Smiths - What difference does it make?The Beatles - Yesterday and TodayFinksville Presents:Bad Advertising Campaign No:1Budget Fun Ideas No:1Finksville Salutes:PigsPizzaGuest ColumnistsJam DaviesHow To Pitch A FilmWhat's Spock Got To Do

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Full StrengthBeware of Falling BricksCruelty is a virtueFamily Ties Secret Shame - Exposed!!!In Quiz Form!!!Fight or FlightHolmes vs Campbell: Are you ready to rumble?How I saved ChristmasI am not a CrookIn which our intrepid hero embarks on a questNice Place to VisitRant-GateUsers Guide to: Mr BungleWhat, no DeLorean?What the Hell was Mr Ed?Mid-Tempo RiffsA Day at the Air-RacesBolognese

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Introduction: I am the Lizard KingBoba Fett is EvilFleas are EvilThe Lamborghini Countach is EvilReview: Finksville's Evil Week

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Mag says 100 Women beautiful - rest skanksBooze-free amendment to smokefree act planned

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The Mint Chicks: Fuck the Golden Youth

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Batman BeginsThe Hitchhikers Guide to the GalaxyLand of the DeadRocky V

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Scarface 2-disc Special EditionStar Wars Trilogy DVD Boxset

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Monteiths Radler BeerScrumpy Cider

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BoozeMonteiths Radler BeerScrumpy Cider DvdsScarface 2-disc Special EditionStar Wars Trilogy DVD BoxsetFilmsBatman BeginsThe Hitchhikers Guide to the GalaxyLand of the DeadRocky VMusicThe Mint Chicks: Fuck the Golden Youth

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Among the more ridiculous inventions out there, one of the most insipid, useless and completely irritating is the "snooze" button on alarm clocks.For 27 years now I've been muddling my way through life believing that the sole purpose of an alarm clock was to wake your snorey, sleepy, self up at the required time each morning so as not to be late for school, work, or saturday morning

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So I'm at this party on Saturday night and the wind's come up and the sun's gone down and I haven't brought a jacket with me so I figure it's time to move inside to the lounge via the kitchen where I stop to mix a rum and coke like I'm making a glass of cordial on a hot summer's day, and the rum is so heavy in the glass that it conjures up memories, long forgotten, of why it is I haven't drunk

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The well known Lads Mag Harpers and Queen has just released its list of the world's 100 most beautiful women amidst a feminine backlash.It seems the magazine has offended and pissed off the 3,223,010,100 women in the world who failed to make the list.The list has come under fire not only from the usual bunch of skanks, mingers, and uggers who complain about these lists, but also by chick's more

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Some people don't like cabbage, some people don't like fish, and some people don't like roasted chicken breast served with soft polenta, artichokes, chanterelles, and baby carrots all drizzled in a muscat vinegar pan sauce. There's just no accounting for taste.Humans are so specifically fickle in what they find appetising and what they do not it's amazing anything gets eaten at all. What's even

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Fallen on hard times recently? Is money too tight to mention? Is Scrumpy cider the only tipple you can afford? If so, you need to have some fun. Some Budget Fun!Log onto www.plates.co.nz and check out which vanity plates are available for your car.Of course many popular names have already been snapped up, and the more obviously offensive terms can't be released for sale. The fun is in being

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Douglas Adams' mind-bogglingly wacky Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series of books has always been paradoxically inconsistent, existing within, and often without, its own sense of warped logic. While it's true that this film also operates without any clear sense of logic, it does so without the wonderfully nonsensical cohesiveness that Adams brought to the books. In short, it just doesn't make

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There's not much worse than enduring a 26hour flight - dentist visits, the Pop Idol phenomenon, any track by Celine Dion - but really, the only way a longhaul flight can be made anymore unbearable is by the person in front of you reclining.Who was the genius that thought reclining seats in the economy section of the plane was a good idea? Someone flying buisness class I'll bet.Having recently

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Having recently flown thousands and thousands of miles on the national carrier Air New Zealand, I had plenty of time to peruse the one and a half pages of their terms and conditions.It was by no means interesting reading - generally a lot of lawyerish waffle - but I did find one very troubling section. Check out this verbatim extract;Reservations Not GuaranteedWhile Air NZ endeavours to

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*I originally wrote this for the AUT student magazine Debate last year. It's my idea of a travel story... Thailand, Fiji, Daylesford. Regular readers will recognise these exotic destinations as all appearing on the travel page of recent issues of Debate. But this a student magazine. As a student I can barely afford 2 minute noodles for dinner, never mind about fancy trips abroad. As a full-time

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Mere-moments of planning, trivial template tinkering, piss-poor photo-manipulation and a failed dream. Thus sums up Finksville's inaugural Evil Week.Not quite a spooky success, but not exactly a frightful failure either, it sort of lurked in a purgatory state, like a B on a report card.For now though, the demons have been exorcised, my soul has been saved and the Archfiend has been banished back

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Evil Wheels: The Lamborghini CountachIf you were an evil overlord out to take over the world, the Lamborghini Countach is the car most suited to driving to and from your evil lair. It's almost as if this car was specifically designed to take care of all your evil requirements. Lets take a look.Speed:The more evil you are the faster you'll want to go, and for a long time the Countach was the

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Evil Insect: FleasOne of the most evil insects around is the flea. Unhyped, and largely ignored, the flea has been around for centuries wrecking havoc, killing people, and making folks scratch like bastards. Yep, the flea is truly evil. Mwahaha.People are scared of spiders. Even here in New Zealand, where the spiders are as harmful as a wet sock, a spider will cause a person to recoil in fear

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Due to my recent appointment as the representative of evil, I'm despicably delighted to announce Finksville's inaugural EVIL WEEK. Mwahaha.Beginning today Finksville will be bringing you some of the best of the worst evil shit out there. Be warned, this content may not be suitable for wousses. Mwahaha.Evil Dude: Bounty Hunter Boba FettNow this guy is bad-ass. Forget about seeing him as an

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On the very same day that God chose his new representative of Christ on earth in the form of the superbly named Ratzinger, the fellow downstairs was simultaneously making his move. Albeit with much less fanfare.Well, that has been his modus operandi throughout the ages. Subtle, devious, cunning. That's the way to go about being the Prince of Darkness. No big gratuitous, showy, televised malarky

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The Dealio: 5% alc/vol, $11.99 six packBest described as a beer for those who don’t like beer, the Radler’s strong lemon and lime flavours are quite tasty, hiding the full strength and making for a drop that’s perfect for sunny afternoons and long lunches.Once you hit the town though do you really want to stand around holding a fruity beer? People might talk.

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When I was a kid I used to hate baths. It's not that I was fond of being dirty, it was more the fact that bathtime took up valuable playing time or watching TV time. Perhaps if bathtime had been moved to homework time I would have been more into it.Back in them days bathtime was normally around 6:00pm, which as some of you may remember was a comedy goldmine. I'm talkin'Charles in Charge, Family

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My friends have been boring me recently by cornering me at parties and regaling me with tales of job promotions, office politics and their healthy bank balances.Something had to be done. I needed a story that would make my friends shut the hell up, I needed to get some politics and, most of all, I needed cold hard cash. In short, I needed an adventure.The adventure beginsAnd here it was. These "

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They’re filthy, they’re dirty and they’re damnded delicious. A pig may not be man’s best friend but its certainly been man’s inspiration throughout the years. Whether it be after a few drinks and a nice young lady exclaims “You dirty pig”, or as a young boy being told by your mother “Your rooms a pig sty”, man has looked on at the mucky, perpetually grinning pig and thought “Now how can I be more

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The first long-player from spazz punkers The Mint Chicks has a lot to live up too. Golden reviews in the country’s press for their two previous EP releases, endorsement and touring duties with The White Stripes and more buzz than a honey farm meant Fuck the Golden Youth had a lot riding on it.So, is it any good? Auckland’s Golden Youth - The Mint ChicksA friend of mine, who used to manage a

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Hilarious...or perhaps I've endulged in too much sugary products over this Easter period. Either way, groans can be noted within the handy comments section.

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Taking sporadic updates to the extreme I feel I must blithely apologise for the lack of new content on the site. I hope you three loyal readers accept my reassurances that such a lengthy gap will not happen again at face value.Explanations are deserved. I mean one of you may have been unduly worried about my health. The other of you may have been concerned that I'd given up on the site and

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Why did I do it? There could be only one outcome and it was destined to not be pretty. The only explanation is that I am stupid. A theory that you would have no trouble finding witnesses to back up.Nevertheless taking my immediate health and wellbeing into my hands and with typical foolishness and gung-ho abandon I took the Burger King flyer that had turned up in my letter box to what's loosely

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This could be yours...Not!Having a substantial amount of Germanic blood pumping through my veins I delight in the rather nasty buisness of schadenfreude. Thus I find the frighteningly regular "corrections" box in the NZ Herald always amusing reading. My favourite correction this year did not appear as part of the Heralds regularly scheduled correctional programme but was instead buried halfway

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The flaccid UK reggae-lite pop band UB40 sang a terrible ode to liking how people did things. I've never liked UB40 and I tend to prefer the way I do things over the way other people do things. Had I been the songsmith behind the saccharine "The way you do the things you do" it would have been a rabid dismissal of the way people went about things rather than a celebration. But that's just me.

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Being down on the fuzz is always popular - especially if you've spent any part of your life firmly entrenched in counter-culture where your every bloody move seems to break some law or another. "Sorry son but you are breaking section 15b, paragraph 3, of the decent human law which plainly states that you may not wear flares in 1995. I hope you've got a good lawyer." Despite all the

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Since the dawn of man people have considered, pondered and wondered what would happen if the worlds heroes stopped fighting the worlds villains and began duking it out with each other. Back in the day the Greeks meditated on whether Hercules had what it took to take out that vengeful old bastard Zeus. Centuries later the Brits would argue over warm beer and cold winters on the important matter

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If anyone was going to ruin Christmas the safe money would have been on Mr Bungle. But as it had been five years since the bands last foray into the studio they weren't exactly at the forefront of their fans minds. Nevertheless, with a mere 17 days till Christmas, Rolling Stone broke the news that Mr Bungle was kaput. Merry Christmas indeed. "This band was poisoned by one person's petty

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With all that remains of the festive season being a couple of rolls of wrapping paper, the mangy remains of a once proud ham and a lonely, yellowing slice of Christmas cake, the time has come to assess the collected swag. Whilst Santa wasn't all that kind to me this year, it was no great surprise as I didn't exactly fulfill his "be good all year" clause. Excuse the pun. So with Santa holding

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Following the successful implementation of the amendment to the Smoke-free Environments Act, the government has announced further plans to continue democratically telling people how they should live their lives. In a move sure to please the country's 73 officially registered tea-totallers, Grace Quattro, assistant to the junior minister of health's secretary, told party members at a crowded

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There is no such thing as a good spaghetti bolognese. The best a bolognese can ever hope to be is mediocre. It could, perhaps, one day hope to reach average levels but I fear that day is far off and that hope foolishly misplaced. Spaghetti Bolognothanks A lot of people claim to have mastered this oh-so-lackluster dish. "You have to try my spaghetti bolognese," they say. "I make the best

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Star Wars Trilogy DVD Boxset review Fanboys patience with the whole Star Wars thing has been severely tested over the past few years. Forgetting the absolute suckiness of The Phantom Menace and Attack of the Clones, there’s also been George Lucas’s continual mucking about with the original films to deal with as well. He’s been at it again recently, tinkering with the classics readying them for

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Ok, ok. It may seem like a no brainer. We all think we know that Mr Ed was a horse. I mean, he certainly looked like a horse, probably smelt like a horse and for the most part he acted like a horse so it stands to reason he was a horse. But he wasn’t. This ain't no horse It may seem like an outlandish call. But if you look clearly at the facts you'll come to realise that Mr Ed was, in fact,

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I spent some quality time laxing back with this DVD, some popcorn and some brewskis today. Gotta love the holidays... What's the Dealio with the 2-disc Scarface Special Edition DVD? Brutal bloodbaths, cocaine-fuelled carnage and Al Pacino's maniacal portrayal of anti-hero Tony Montana shot Scarface right to the top of most guys “Top 10 films” list. This gangland rags-to-riches morality tale

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Let's go Shopping! Travelling through Barcelona 2 years ago a giant department store was advertising a sale by hanging giant clear bodybags filled with fake blood and fake (I hope!) severed arms, legs, torsos etc from poles about every 10 meteres around the building. It was truly one of the weirdest sales machinations I've ever seen and I still can't quite work it out... "Holy crap! There's

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Whats the dealio with Scrumpy Cider? This year I have received quite an education - a little from the fine teritary institution known as AUT, but a lot from the dusty, bottom shelves of the local off-license. For this is where true wisdom lies. All knowledgeable bums, finks and deadbeats know where to find societies treasure these days. With student life, and the accompanying student funds, I’

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I was gonna attempt to learn some shorthand last night but then I saw Rocky 5 was on so I decided to watch that instead. What's the dealio with Rocky 5? Copping more than its fair share of flak over the years, Rocky 5 ain’t as bad as all those playa-haters be saying. It ain’t going down in the history books as a great film, but if you’re supposed to be studying its surprisingly entertaining.

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Despite my confident swagger and laid-back demeanor a lot of you will be surprised to discover that beneath my easy-going “hey, whatever” attitude lies an altogether different beast. If I had to sum myself up in three words or less I’d say “Very particular”. And seeing as I’d come in under the word count I’d probably add “concise”. But yes, I do have a fairly substantial hate list. Some people

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Yo, Yo, Yo Mofo’s Here’s a question for y’all: Which ultra-famous, A-list movie star appeared on the hit sitcom Family Ties as the Keatons alcoholic uncle, Drunk Uncle Ned? Can you guess? Do you know? Which double Academy Award winner was Drunk Uncle Ned on Family Ties? It’s a shocker. Of the many things you will forget today this will not be one of them. So, who could it be? First a little

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We have control of the vertical. We have control of the horizontal. Do not try and adjust your monitor. Resistance is futile. Welcome to Finksville.

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