Blastronaut

"when he watches that back later on tonight" Its quite funny to think that Rio might be confessing that immediately after a match his main priority was go home and watch his own highlights reel, concerned with nothing other than how he looked.

Aye. Wasn't it Lenin that described fascism as a symptom of "capitalism in decay"? I think that's exactly what we're seeing now with the rise of the far right.

I quite enjoyed seeing the fallout from the Edinburgh nonsense getting cancelled if I'm honest. Imagine being the type of twat that plans a family holiday around a late night street party in a country of pissheads on a day where there's no public transport and the locals all take the day off, then having the audacity to get arsey aboit the fact Texas won't be performing and none of the pubs will let your kids in. But aye. Happy New Year.

Wild to see Devin Townsend in the top half of albums of the year contenders for 2024. I wouldn't even put it in the top half of albums of his career.

No need to cry like, but maybe work on that notion of empathy you lost 40 years ago.

It's just a bit sad that even now there are still people like yourself who still weaponise events like Heysel to completely dehumanise the inhabitants of an entire region as a whole, as if the entirety of Merseyside and North Wales were are all complicit, 40 years after the fact. I had only checked in to this thread yesterday to see if anyone had watched the cup final. I only felt the need to call it out because it was disappointing to see far more bigoted bile on here than I'd heard at the pub up this way during an old firm cup final.

Call me naive but I just don't understand why you're so angry about football and have so much venom for people from different postcode that aren't quite as angry as you. I'll say it again, you've crossed the line between banter and outright bigotry. The purveyors of today's Glasgow derby handled far more deep rooted social divides with considerably more class.

See this is where the point between football rivalry banter and pure bigotry are crossed for me. Hate fans of any other club as much as want but as soon as you tar a collective of people over their football allegiance as "bloodsoaked murdering cunts" you've lost any sort of moral high ground. You and them are far more alike than you are unalike.

That's fair. Maybe something like Kyle or Barry then. I still feel like I've done the poor boy a massive disservice calling him Mohammed.

Have to confess I'm actually a bit gutted to see my lads name in that top 10. If I'd known Mohammed was such a popular name with heavy religious connotations I'd probably have named him something more conventionally British. Like Gary.

Probably the most entertaining PL of the season so far. Thought the draw was probably a fair result and I'm a bit surprised by the reaction on here. A few bottles of broon should give a bit of perspective. 👍

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Aye, whatever my point was I'll concede I didn't articulate it very well. I only still check in because you're a mostly reasonable and fairly rational crowd. Football rivalries are one thing, but poverty and child abuse chanting boils my piss. Revelling in the idea that you're a better a class of person based solely on where you grew up, and most of you are better than that but still let a lot of comments like these through completely unchallenged.

Aw that's really sweet and gives a great bit of insight on how you and your Scouse husband have one of the strongest marriages in the history of football rivalries.

Try the JHS Supreme if you get a chance, it's probably the most versatile of the Superfuzz options out there that I'm aware of. Nothing wrong with the other options but they're pretty much just one trick ponies.

I think you're baiting me here. Fuck it, I'll bite. Thats a long standing point of contention and a huge can of worms. I lean a little in favour of the people who will tell you "that's not a fuzz" despite loving most incarnations of that said pedal.

Sorry to be "that guy" again but I'll need to be more specific than that. What's the fuzz? You still rocking the fuzz factory or moved onto some other fuzz face variant?

Sorry to be "that guy" again but I'll need to be more specific than that. What's the fuzz? You still rocking the fuzz factory or moved onto some other fuzz face variant?

"Updates" are still my only real major bug bear with a lot of digital music gear, but in Kempers defence making it a paid update probably negates a lot of the usual complaints. There's a good reason most recording artists and studios still tend to keep their daw setup completely offline. There shouldn't be any reason to update if it's all working as you want it to. Spending £300 quid to update a Kemper only makes sense to me if it's not already doing what you want it to do. Otherwise it's a bit like having a perfectly functional setup and randomly letting some random guy l swapping the valves out the valves on your amp and mod all your pedals all at the same time, then you spend 4 days trying to get it to sound like it did before you let him fuck about with it.

Personally I'd prefer more installations like Torness. My favourite part of the drive down that coast for years is always looking at the handful of caravans tucked away behind that delipidated eyesore and thinking "who wouldn't want to retire there?"

I think that's called the Peter Principle. Competent people that have been in an organisation long enough to manage to climb the ladder until they plateau in a position where they're completely incompetent but almost impossible to sack. So if it's any reassurance at all, it's not just been bad luck that you've seen it everywhere you've work. Seems to be pretty common in almost every workplace. For my money, the hiring process that enables this is a similar phenomenon to when I'm walking home from the pub but instead of taking the most trouble-free route home I often inexplicably end up taking a much longer walk that coincidentally features a few other pubs and other very real dangers like the threat of divorce.

Cardiacs Sing to Tim gig on Friday. Realised on the way in it's 20 years since I'd last heard any of their songs live. Properly cathartic experience and I spent most of yesterday trying to work out who the fuck the absolutely magnificent bastard they brought out to sing a few of the tunes Jon couldn't handle was. It was only Mike fucking Vennart. I've now got his rendition of this number stuck on a loop in my head and for whatever reason I want that loop to continue until I get to witness it again.

That's looks like 5 showers in one cubicle. Party time.

I get the feeling CT could 3d print you a hoover attachment to aid your "thinking".

You'd need to find a longer hose for your Henry Hoover.