Oh Yeah – 20th June 1983

Oh Yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

11th Apr 2023 – Hardly a work of art but this was the chant of myself, Rupert, Jeremy and Jim and I can still hear our teenage voices clearly. We hated being at school but we had each other.

Jimmy

I knew a kid called Jimmy
He was pretty skinny
Until he got so thin
He did himself in
Skinny Jimmy, oh!

11th Apr 2023 – To the tune of Jimmy Jimmy by the Undertones. Jim was the boy in town in our little school clique. Rupert, Jeremy and I were out in the sticks.

Before we had motorbikes we did a lot of push biking to visit each other though rarely would we go into town. Wimborne was hardly attractive for 15 and 16-year-olds and although we wanted to be where things were going on we found much more entertainment in the countryside than in town.

This changed later when we got motorbikes but still, we knew we could get away with so much more in our quiet little villages with fewer people around.

And Jim was skinny though no skinnier than the rest of us. When I went back to the UK and met Jeremy and Rupert again (around 2015 I think) we were all still thin though I had the biggest beer belly which they did comment on. Jez and Rupes have kept themselves quite trim in comparison.

Atom

A little atom spinning round
I can touch the ceiling and the ground
But if you try and find me, I can’t be found
Cos I will confuse and I will confound

11th Apr 2023 – My ambition at this age was to be a punk rock star. I had given up playing the clarinet after a year or so of learning and never took on any other instrument.

Sometimes I think it was out of arrogant pride that I never took on anything. I didn’t want to be seen as not good at something. I wanted people to think that I was the best at the things that I did. I thought people would laugh at me if I tried to do something and I wasn’t very good at it. Where did I get that thought process from?

I was pretty good at most sports until my smoking, drinking and laziness to improve got the better of me.

Anyway, as I had no musical ability to speak of I would have to be the singer and of course, being the centre of attention seemed attractive too. I lost this bravado badly during my late teens and early 20s though and can’t really explain why.

As the singer I thought that I would have to be the lyricist too so I started writing lyrics as much as possible. Of course, they were very rudimentary at this time but I felt totally inspired by all the music I was consuming and the attitude that anyone could do it.

The Week That Was – 15th May 1983

ON AND OFF WEEK

Record of the week: Conflict LP, Flex Your Head LP, Minutemen

20th May 1983
Fuckin almost dying for the weekend
at last !?

7th Mar 2023 – There are no more entries until the 17th of December. I think the Conflict LP was It’s Time To See Who’s Who and the Minutemen record would have been The Bean Spill EP, with this fantastic centre label (below).

*The Week That Was – 1st May 1983

Record of the week: Iron Maiden – Flight of Icarus

1st May 1983
JUSTIN STAYED LAST NIGHT AND TONIGHT
TONIGHT’S A SNAKEBITE

2nd May 1983
WENT OVER TO SIMON’S
WENT DOWN THE WINNIE

3rd May 1983
GOOD FUN TODAY
BIT OF A LAFF
HOPE IT KEEPS UP

4th May 1983
A CHEERFUL DAY
GRAN AND GRANDAD 60th wedding ann.
Got a bit merry

5th May 1983
CHEERFULNESS IS WEARING OFF
BUT STILL A LAFF

*The Week That Was – 24th April 1983

Record of the week: Still nothing in particular (Kissing the Pink – Last Film) Haven’t bought a record for ages

24th April 1983
Played records
Quite enjoyable
Cat was caught outside in rain at 10pm – he looked fucking shit scared

25th April 1983
Had a chat with CRUD

26th April 1983
Not bad but nothing memorable
SAM

27th April 1983
Had a go at my wrists
ACE OF SPADES

28th April 1983
Feeling better
I think

29th April 1983
FANK ‘EAVENS IT’S FRIDAY
RUPERT STAYED

30th April 1983
ME, RUPERT, BIRD
WENT TO POOLE
JUSTIN CAME BACK WITH US
GOOD DAY

*The Week That Was – 17th April 1983

Record of the week: nothing in particular

17th April 1983
Getting ready for the great DEPRESSION
(school tomorrow)

18th April 1983
Fucked off already
Still – Mr King gave back poems etc
seeing him tomorrow

19th April 1983
Got them back, had a chat
Otherwise, pretty shit.
Saw photos of meself that someone else took

20th April 1983
Rupert is the enemy
Friendship is at an end
Happiness is dead in me
Help

21st April 1983
Got my help
Better day than yesterday
Mainly cos we didn’t have MATHS

22nd April 1983
Rupert is enemy
He’s a lying swindling bastard killing my friendship

23rd April 1983
FUCKIN DOING BUGGER ALL MUCH

*The Week That Was – 10th April 1983

Record of the week: Bauhaus – She’s In Parties

10th April 1983
Went to Simon’s with Justin
FUCKIN’ KNACKERED

11th April 1983
Went to Copse with Mat
Fuckin ace laugh

12th April 1983
Got some photocopying done
Making art

13th April 1983
Went to copse – had fun
Black Flag rule at the mo!
Been doing awful
FARTZ
Cat is playful

14th April 1983
FUCKIN’ GERT MUD FIGHT

15th April 1983
Can’t remember

16th April 1983
Walked back from Poole