I remember Unkle, had their album and was great. If we're going mellow and funky though....
And a bit of Ska...
Nice man, know Isaac but sketchy knowledge on Ska. Me mate Winka is a Ska fiend, haven't seen him for donkeys as he's gone 'doon sooth'. Turned into a fairy, Mace. Proper batty man. Wears his mams knickers, the lot. Used to be a Geordie. Always catch up a few times a year like. Gave that Jackie Mittoo a listen, very canny. Like some dub though, this is a canny record...Like the obvious stuff like the Specials too and some other two-tone. Just love music full stop mate, all sorts. All good tae me.
Can't believe someone hasn't done it yet. Has to be done. HAHAHAHAHA. What, don't like The Fall *addressed to no one in particular* ? Well F*Ck YOU. Look at me face. Does it look like its bothered? Its not bothered. Marmite really, either love em or hate em. Pure love from me though.
'Hex enduction Hour' is probably gannin on at me funeral. Love the discordant mellifluous anarchy. Bit more pop here though, more digestible lol.
ROCKIN RECORDS!!!
"Theme from Sparta FC". LMAO. He's still rocking on. Only a true Northerner would get it. Bless his cotton socks. Legend.
"Julie", one of the saddest songs I ever heard....and I've heard a few. This is reality, and it will only get worse. If these Tory c***s want a War, then they can have one. Not a problem. Born tae fight.
I got a right to be hostile, man. My people being persecuted.
Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks.
You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly.
Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain.
You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion' As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud.
You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins.
How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do.
Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul.
And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.
Love this song, and miss sparring at Cruddas Park. Bit too auld for that noo. A noble art and Sweet Science that teaches first and foremost, self discipline.
Burst into heaven Kissing the cotton clouds Arctic sheets and fields of wheat I can't stop coming down Your shrunken head Looking down on me above Send me home on an elephant stone To smash my dream of love
Dreaming till the sun goes down And night turns into day Rooms are empty i've got plenty You could move in right away
Seems like there's a hole in my dreams In my dreams in my dreams
Down through the heavens Choke in the cotton clouds Arctic sheets and fields of wheat I can't stop coming down Your shrunken head Looking down on me above Send me home like an elephant stone To smash my dream of love
Did your bed and bookshelf go And run run run away These four walls saw the rise and fall And the midnight getaway Seems like there's a hole in my dreams Or so it seems Yet nothing means anything anymore
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Always catch up a few times a year like. 
Gave that Jackie Mittoo a listen, very canny. 
Like some dub though, this is a canny record...Like the obvious stuff like the Specials too and some other two-tone. Just love music full stop mate, all sorts. All good tae me. 
Look at me face. Does it look like its bothered? 
