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Saturday 9 November 2013

Hey, Careful, Man, There's A Beverage Here !


I am a beer snob, I have no problems admitting it and I wish the average beer drinker in the UK was a beer snob just like me. I say this because just lately I never seem to go to a public place without coming across the ubiquitous empty can of Stella Artois lying on the pavement or in the gutter. Last week I came across an obvious homeless man sitting or just managing to stay upright on a bench outside a church with a can of Stella clutched in his hands. I also was walking in some countryside on an old railway track with no other rubbish lying around when a can of Stella appeared in the bushes followed by another about 50 yards further on as if an individual was trying to create an empty Stella can trail across Public Footpaths. Personally I cannot stand Stella as a drink it’s too strong too chemical in flavour and has little or no taste, yet as a product it flows out of supermarkets by the case load everyday into the homes of students and other likeminded individuals who are charmed by the cheap prices and the appeal of a foreign-type strong lager.

It had also gained an infamous nickname as ‘Wife Beater’ which basically sums it all up really as an honestly as anything could.
 
“Ideal accompaniment to aperfect dinner party. The discerning choice of lager. Stella Artois is a beautifully balanced golden poils style lager with a distinctive taste of Saaz hops. It’s pronounced bitterness and crisp dry finish make Stella Artois the perfect choice for those special occasions”



The above paragraph is a direct copy and paste from Tesco’s website where you can purchase a box of 12 for £9.00 at 4.8abv. It’s bought for a perfect drunken Sunday afternoon with a bunch of loud mates in the back garden or the Saturday night party where you need to bring some drinks, maybe you will have a few cans before you even leave home, just chill it in the fridge and away you go. I can see no reason to buy the stuff other than it’s alcoholic and it’s cheap but the worse thing of all is how it’s a transportable, throwaway drink littering our streets and countryside so if you want to bring back attention once again to our lack of personal responsibility and our current throwaway society attitude then Stella Artois really is the standard bearer drink to measure it by.



By the way AnheuserBusch In Bev there is no such thing as Cidre. The British make the best cider in the world, we have the best apples and the most knowledge and it is called CIDER. Cidre is piss, a marketing ploy to make the ‘Wife Beaters’ think they are sophisticated, so just stop with those ridiculous faux-French adverts now and go home and make yourself sick drinking such crap.
 
Enjoy






Saturday 2 November 2013

The Night Bleeds Hope


So my least favourite day of the year is long gone, good riddance to Halloween for another year. Goodbye to one of the most over-commercialised, over-hyped, fright night- shite days of the year. Unbelievably a reasonably civilised society such as the USA has built this tripe fest to massive proportions and then transplanted it back over here so we all have to suffer this nonsense. Why can’t we just celebrate our old-fashioned pagan ways ourselves without all this Hollywood scary movie, vampire slaying, Boris Karloff bollocks every 31st of October.
Anyway moving on, this week I caught up with two fascinating documentaries on the making of ‘Tommy’ & ‘Quadrophenia’ by The Who. Two wonderful rock operas that still sound as cool and fresh today, even though they came out of Pete Townsend’s brain more than 30 years ago. Sitting watching these docs, really brought it home to me how clever and literate Townsend was and the fact that the band all came from my old area of West London makes them rather special. It made me smile watching Pete being filmed having a discussion about ‘mods’ in the Pie & Mash shop that is still there in Shepherds Bush. My Nan used to go there every Friday for a takeaway to bring it back on the bus (no 117) I think and we would have the pie, mash and liquor re-heated for a fabulous weekly treat.
 
Also this week saw the end of Lou Reed, I always appreciated what he did and what he was to modern rock music history without being a big fan although I do own a smattering of his albums. I always really liked ‘New York’ from 1989 which was his 15th solo album !! for it’s great guitar riffs and acerbic lyrics. I only saw him play live once at an odd venue, The London Palladium and the gig became more memorable to me for the location rather than the music. 
Enjoy
 
 
RIP Lou Reed