Category: 1985
Gutterhead – 15th February 1985
Your mind is full of vice
You wouldn’t think twice
Gutterhead
Means nothing to you
So what can we do
Gutterhead
You walk the street
Pick on anyone you meet
Gutterhead
Your life’s in the drain
Gutterhead’s your name
The Duck – 14th February 1985
Swimming around in the pool
Nice fresh water, dark and cool
They splash it up their back
And go quack, quack, quack
5th Sept 2023 – My best-selling children’s book is in the works.
Daisy – 13th February 1985
Lazy daisy
Garden crazy
Grows in the grass
Millions you pass
You tread on them
You crush them in
Daisy oh daisy
Where have you been?
Rollercoaster – 12th February 1985
Up and down the rollercoaster
Running around the oily tracks
Just at the very top
The frame starts to collapse
Down, down, no way out
Hear the children scream and shout
‘Mummy, mummy, where have you gone?’
People on the big wheel don’t know what’s wrong
People are dead under the mess
It made me laugh I must confess
5th Sept 1985 – In my angsty teenage world, other people weren’t allowed to have fun.
*Roadworks – 11th February 1985
Every road you travel
There’s a traffic jam
They put roadworks
Everywhere they can
When you’re in a hurry
The roadworks are always there
The lights are always red
You end up in despair
The Week That Was
Record of the week: Mud – Dynamite (?), Smiths – Nowhere Fast, Mass of Black (live), Atrox – Short Songs (live)
11th February 1985
Had a good laugh at work. Gave the showroom all their stuff off bulk as quickly as possible. They were quite pissed off. Mike is fucking me off cos he thinks I can’t so anything on my own. Started cassette to give to Wayne when he gives me the other one back.
6
12th February 1985
Mike’s getting even worse. I’m actually glad I’ll be at college tomorrow. Mum wouldn’t take me in today cos I ran out of petrol – she went and got some instead. Finished off cassette. The Howling is on telly tonight. Last night there was a question prog on TV from Wimborne but I only recognised two people.
6
13th February 1985
Got school bus. Got late bus to Poole. Steve Collins was on there. Got to college. Plumbing was crap. Ian went home. I beat him at pool. English was crap. Carpentry was crap. Wayne wasn’t on bus so I couldn’t give hime the tape. Got school bus home. Saw Dandy, who’s more beautiful than ever. Went down YC – was pretty boring. Jasper thought it was hard to punch a hole in the door.
6
14th February 1985
Work was slow. Bulk didn’t turn up til the afternoon. Big Brian was doing it – he was being all right this week. Ian was getting pissed off. Mike was pissing me off. Dandy’s gone to Italy – skiing. Don’t stop thinking about her. I WISH….
5
15th February 1985
Was in warehouse in morning and upstairs doing courses in afternoon. Came back – went to track, chain came off – pushed it to Muz’s. Took half an hour fixing it. Went on then came off again and was totally fucked – it even snapped. Two blokes helped me get it home. Mum took me to YC. Was pretty boring except that me, Crabb, Muz and Jas could take over soon. Crabb’s old dear brought me home.
5
16th February 1985
Got up at 11. Mum took me into town at 1.30. Bought 10 Manitou 7″s. Me and Fog got talking to some Christian propagandists. Met Piwi. Went round town with Ian and Fog. Went up to Shep’s place. Caught bus to Bournemouth. Got in free. Atrox were ok. General Belgrano went ok. Mass of Black were pretty good. Mad Are Sane were good too. Got bus back. Mum brought me home.
7
17th February 1985
Got up at 12. Went down Gaunts. Went up track which has iced over. Came home on Crabby’s bike. Went back out. Pissed around. Had ice fight up at the track. Went down behind Muz’s. Got wet. Came back. Bloke out of Josh and John rung me up. Tired to organise something for them – maybe at Gillingham with The Void.
7
Fly – 10th February 1985
I’m a fly on the wall
Watching you all
I see what you’ve got
On no, it’s the swat
Splat
*Disorder, Bad Noise, Atrox – Pembroke Arms, Westbourne, Bournemouth – 9th February 1985
Pray – 8th February 1985
Sweaty palms clasped so tight
It was an almighty fight
Doesn’t matter what you say
All you can do is pray
Who’s your God? What’s your master?
Can you run away any faster?
Pray to someone, don’t care who
And maybe someone will pray for you