tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60477232011-04-21T19:25:16.168+01:00music magick and mischief.....and yes, i'm still putting the first syllable into countrymoraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comBlogger1381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-56778053761658321352008-05-21T14:00:00.001+01:002008-05-21T14:02:47.598+01:00

Dear friends apologies for cross posting but i'm really excited and want to invite everyone to the party. Plus I'm somewhat befuddled by technology.... I'm delighted to present a really special gig as a pre-festival un psychogeographic but very splendid treat. NYCs finest Chris Mills plays the Britons Protection this Friday, 23rd May, 8pm. Support comes from the wonderful Liam Dullegan and Case

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-21944943393897216822008-05-02T13:00:00.000+01:002008-05-02T13:03:08.152+01:00

much excitement in search of the social... fine music tonight (friday) and a real world multi sensory extravaganza of a walk tomorrow, followed by films and more fab tunes. the lrm are proud to have been collaborating on this - we hope to see you 1.30 tomorrow at the bridgewater hall pebble. there will, of course, be cake.http://www.singlecell.co.uk/http://www.futuresonic.com/08/art/singlecell/

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-73485710042741563552008-03-01T14:10:00.000Z2008-03-01T14:11:53.647Z

The LRM are delighted to announce Manchester’s second international psychogeography festival this May and June – and we’d like you to get involved…. We need loiterers and urban explorers, artists of all kinds, walkers, talkers, map makers, historians, situationists, space invaders, dreamers, mischief makers and more – anyone who is interested in looking at Manchester in a different way is welcome

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-18276279627330791052008-01-05T16:57:00.000Z2008-01-05T16:58:04.940Z

The 2nd Annual Manchester Epiphany Games* This year 12th Night falls on first Sunday and so the LRM (Loiterers Resistance Movement) will be taking to the streets of Manchester for urban exploration and subversive silliness. January 6th is a day for revelations, celebrations, divinations, profane wisdom, divine tomfoolery, starstruck pilgrimage… and a stroll in convivial company We warmly welcome

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-625986437659084042007-12-20T15:26:00.000Z2007-12-20T15:28:53.159Z

The LRM recently thought about celebrating our first birthday but we decided to build a space rocket and play our melodica instead. It didn't feel like a birthday because we're still not quite sure we exist. But it's a year since the Accidental International Festival of Psychogeography, which is when we were given a name and started the first Sunday shenanigans (how long does something have to go

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-83873049270380147292007-06-29T16:05:00.000+01:002007-07-04T15:43:13.341+01:00

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-13300043571288067692007-06-21T14:01:00.000+01:002007-06-21T14:03:15.093+01:00

By the time my head gets to phoenix Sunday July 22nd 2-10pm (bands from 3pm) somewhere in manchester A very special festival featuring the uks finest americana / alt.country musicians coming together in aid of the basement rescue fund This is the rather wonderful line up so far: quiet loner, liam dullagan, (nee havenot) stuart warburton, sparkwood & 21, kait devoy and the reaper man Plus there

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-71952754315362973562007-06-06T16:07:00.000+01:002007-06-06T16:17:11.898+01:00

i don't play round here very much anymore, as you've probably noticed. Somewhere else I've just been told psychogeography is pretentious intellectual codswollop and i should go and wash cars instead. It's hard to disagree with such a potent critique.I wanted to post a few people festival programmes but i don;t have any left so i'm reprinting the introduction here:View subject to change but this

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-40056435772581446842007-06-01T13:17:00.000+01:002007-06-01T13:18:46.329+01:00

hello, becuase its first sunday its psychogeography time again - this months derive will be about, erm, dunno actually but will probably involve pianos and fire. we're meeting 2pm in cafe pop, all wlecome, if you're late or lost please call 07974929589 afterwards we'll be at burn baby burn, the festival in stevenson square.if you don't fancy a walk and the ear to the ground music festival in

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-51542970440336892282007-05-04T14:48:00.000+01:002007-05-04T14:49:23.737+01:00

The Basement Social Centre in Manchester was badly damaged in the huge fire which started on Dale Street on Monday morning. It is now closed for essential repairs but we hope to open again in the near future, In the meantime apologies to all our user groups, customers and friends.Luckily we did not go up in flames; however we have suffered smoke damage and more significantly severe flood damage

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-74301598257028338442007-03-29T12:51:00.000+01:002007-03-29T12:53:54.699+01:00

PLEASE FORWARD TO ANYONE AND EVERYONE"April 1st: This is the day upon which we are reminded of what we are on the other three-hundred and sixty-four." — Mark Twain calling all flaneurs, pranksters, urban explorers, poets, dreamers, situationists, magicians, scientists and the just plain curious or bored in the city....please join us for some psychogeographic fun and games on yet another

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-86634145731854367072007-03-20T13:54:00.000Z2007-03-20T13:58:54.754Z

a couple of friends are organising some good stuff this week and i wanted to spread the word....alex boredinthecity has called a derive to celebrate the vernal equinox. Meet 6.30 at the basement this wednesday 21 march for some fantastic esoteric witchery details of the themes has materialised as ever on the map message board and boredinthecity (eyes left for the links)PLUS some special musical

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moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1172938787424120302007-03-03T16:16:00.000Z2007-03-03T16:21:57.593Z

Morning all!It’s first Sunday this weekend and thus time for more psychogeographical adventures.We’ll be meeting 2pm Sunday 4th March downstairs in the cornerhouse on Oxford RoadEveryone is welcome, whether you’re a loiterer, urban explorer, materialist, expert, fabulous creature, dreamer, flaneur, poet, history buff, situationist, mischief maker etc etc…… or if you just fancy an afternoon

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1168688319485509452007-01-13T11:38:00.000Z2007-01-13T11:38:39.500Z

a game based around a sonic exploration of mancuniacourtesy of our friend Bob from Glue in leeds. this iswhat he says:"we'll be exploring the soundscape rather than thelandscape using random numbers and getting people tothink about their aural environments"we'll be meeting at the basement 24 lever street 6pmthis tuesday 16th january. email morangopop@gmail.comor call morag for more detailsthis is

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1168000537434956932007-01-05T12:34:00.000Z2007-01-05T12:35:37.450Z

Where are you? Manchester’s accidental international psychogeography festival has been extended until January 16th and The Loiterers Resistance Movement (LRM) are delighted to invite you to some extra special events:An Epiphany Derive – meet 3.30 sharpish at The Basement this Saturday January 6thWe will be playing a game to celebrate the 12th night. Wrap up warm – we’ll be playing out – The day

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1165508743517934752006-12-07T16:21:00.000Z2006-12-07T16:25:43.533Z

thanks to everyone who has contributed so far, its been magical. Will post more news tomorrow - new events to announce - and the exhibition will be updated by the end of the weekend (the treasure maps from 56a have arrived in manchester now) hooray!in the meantime put your wellies on and get yer gladioli out for the manc music trail with phil gatenby tomorrow FRIDAY 8 DEC meeting 1.30 at the

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1164543192446482952006-11-26T12:02:00.000Z2006-11-26T12:13:12.460Z

Where are you? exhibition launch and basement fundraiser friday 1 december 7pm - latescrummy vegan foodprize quiz and top notch entertainment including the debut manchester performance of the fabulous pete green and beautiful acoustica from ed cottam and pudding nb we'll stop serving food at 9ish so the cafe volunteers can have fun too. £5 entry - all proceeds to the basement********************

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1152629006100819712006-07-11T15:40:00.000+01:002006-07-11T15:43:26.116+01:00

syd barrett has died. its not a surprsie and he's been poorly for years and well, its not like i fucking knew him. but i'm gutted.the record that changed my life more than any other is the madcap laughs (the only other rival in my affection is through the trees but that has a family tree and wasn't such a shock to the system) I've listend to that record literally thousands of times, and every

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1140109505692946572006-02-16T17:03:00.000Z2006-02-16T17:05:05.703Z

Haberdashery have a fine selection of fancy goods and trimmings. This is our current stock list; prices depend on how many, what and where to but I’m not in it for the money. I’d much rather swap stuff; mix tapes and cdrs, interesting words and broken dolls are especially welcome…comments, contributions and human warmth are all welcome to so maybe just pop in, say hi and tell me what you think

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1138903286622639852006-02-02T17:58:00.000Z2006-02-02T18:01:26.636Z

this is making me giddy with excitement and photocopying fumes:Manchester Zinefest is a celebration of DIY art and publishing and suchlike. It's on Saturday February 11th at The Basement, 24 Lever Street Manchester, entry is free andit’s going to be splendid! All day there will be workshops, panel discussions, zine library, art exhibits, lots of distros, creative actions and plenty of wonderful

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1135165073918405232005-12-21T11:37:00.000Z2005-12-21T11:37:53.926Z

Curious? Please join us for a multi dimensional psychogeographical exploration of Manchester. We’ll be making a spectacle of ourselves, finding magick in the mancunian rain, listening to cracks in the pavement and probably getting a wee bit lost…. We like to make our own maps not follow them.Gather at The Basement, 6pm December 21st 2005 Wrap up warm we’ll be off on an expeditionNeed direction?

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Mobile phones are severing the connection between souls. There used to be space for yearning but daydreams are being drowned by beeps and blips.I thought about this on Tuesday. I was waiting for the band* when you crept into my head and wouldn’t go away, I knew you were at another gig in another city and the thought made me smile. Parallel lives converging with desire; an entwinement more

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1130852424727586442005-11-01T13:38:00.000Z2005-11-01T13:40:58.976Z

sometimes it's hard not to spot symbolism everywhere, especially on a day like today. it was a quiet samhain, a time for remembering and refocusing and much craved for sleep. this morning helen left a candy bracelet in my in tray at work because she thought it would make a change from the keyboards and invoices and endless flyers i normally deal with. then she made me take a pack of candy love

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1130143252461046512005-10-24T09:36:00.000+01:002005-10-24T09:59:28.090+01:00

it's been a crazy busy couple of weeks but now i find myself back in eastbourne pondering how nothing and everything changes; sometimes i think i measure my life in the gaps away from here. am staying at hazels becuase i had to get down and see nan who is still in hopital. its not good. she has always been the sprightliest person i know but yesterday she told me she didnt want to get out of bed

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129303913468603242005-10-14T16:29:00.000+01:002005-10-14T16:37:07.950+01:00

manchester is my home now and where most of my heart is but many of my sacred spaces are on the south downs.Titnore Lane is a winding old English lane between the A27 and A259, with it's overhanging canopy provided by mature oak trees and believed to have once been a droveway with origins in pre-history. Soon all that history, charm and much biodiversity will be lost if the road builders get

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129299376734557652005-10-14T15:10:00.000+01:002005-10-14T15:21:26.356+01:00

I did go out for a birthday drink last night but in honour of Julia, not Thatcher, surprisingly. Hooray for the gorgeous ginger marble, my favourite beer in the world, now on draught in the Sandbar. In the interests of balance I shall reproduce what adam said about Tuesday's gig.To be honest, I didn't like it very much because he (Chris Mills) kept smiling and he has a funny smile and they

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129221076430442612005-10-13T17:29:00.000+01:002005-10-13T17:37:06.306+01:00

i spotted this supersized celebration on what feels like several million flyers all round town. I won't be partaking, although the clown in me would love to get mchappy...hope it's a blast. 14th- 16th october is mc d-day!!!friday 14th october: 6pm an amazing critical mass..bring bikes..friends..music..drink..dress up..flags and banners..ronald costumes.. and whatever else you can think of to make

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129220342239894792005-10-13T17:05:00.000+01:002005-10-13T17:19:02.246+01:00

John Peel day. Hmmmmm. Yes, he was a genius but summat feels very wrong with the whole concept of a tribute day; a lot of band wagon jumping and sick cashing in. there’s a horrible inevitability that badly drawn boy is headlining the main manc contribution. Nostalgia is a cancer strangling pop. There’s an interesting piece by Andy Kershaw which makes me feel better about my uncharitable moaning

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129219296119868252005-10-13T16:41:00.000+01:002005-10-13T17:02:55.436+01:00

The best thing about psychogeography is of course that it enables me to pretend my love of aimless wandering around town is an artistic and political statement. I’m trying to break my habit of picking up interesting detritus I spy lying around, I have way too much stuff; its suffocating and will not come in useful one day. However, sometimes the urge is too strong. This week I could not resist

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129217434658030652005-10-13T16:24:00.000+01:002005-10-13T17:04:11.826+01:00

I woke up in an armchair yesterday morning with trouble by the have-nots on a loop in my head to be greeted by marie wagging her finger at me sternly and wailing ‘I am *incredibly* cross with you’ Befuddlement reigned for a few moments; yes there was whiskey and beer and good times and GREAT music but what had I done/not done/ let someone else do? Reassuringly my heart felt light and my head

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1129206087157861062005-10-13T13:19:00.000+01:002005-10-13T13:21:27.163+01:00

me and morag have this idea for a day of zines and acoustic musicat the Basement social centre sometime in January. the idea so farincluded having zine authors give readings from their zines,workshops on zine writing, and tons and tons of zines for people tobuy or just pick up and read... plus raise some money to improveaccess to the social centre.if this sounds interesting to you come to a

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1128957168936555352005-10-10T15:39:00.000+01:002005-10-13T11:21:15.380+01:00

I believe this is hip young American speak for ‘I had a very nice time, thank you’ and it must be said I have had a splendid week. The uncontested highlight is sure to become a legendary moment in manchester’s musical history*, yep, the first ever instore at Big Pink The Havenots are, quite simply, gorgeous. Lovely melodies and a wistfulness that sends me to a mythical summer meadow full of

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1128617508445819822005-10-06T17:47:00.000+01:002005-10-06T17:51:48.446+01:00

but of course i have to say something. The real tragedy of live8 was all that talk about the bloody classic pink floyd reunion. bollocks. becuase the bombastic nonsense they've been inflicting on us for years has none of the charm and intensity and warped genius of the lifechanging music syd barrett made.

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1128617183860012022005-10-06T17:38:00.000+01:002005-10-06T17:47:30.770+01:00

who is one of the finest writers about music I can think of. No rock and roll fun is a total joy and has been especially insightful about the hypocrisy and egos surrounding live 8. You can play catch up on that thread here (I can't imagine who the undercover pop spy in edinburgh was) but i find it a delightful daily treat. AND PEOPLE WILL TELL YOU LIVE 8 FAILEDOh, sure, it might not have actually

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1128616420095636632005-10-06T17:24:00.000+01:002005-10-06T17:33:40.100+01:00

Dragon matters to me because i believe change has to happen on many different levels and spiritual transformation is as valid as smashing up a macdonalds, and probably a more powerful force for change. I'll doubtless return to this subject but for now here is our latest news update*****************************************************************The last Dragon meeting was small but inspiring and

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1128433772905889282005-10-04T14:47:00.000+01:002005-10-04T14:57:35.836+01:00

my worst job The phone line was based in an office block on the outskirts of Leeds; next to the motorway and I never did work out what went on in the rest of the building. My supervisor was evangelical about the job: so much fun, such easy money and I’ll admit I imagined it’d be a cinch. All I had to do was keep paying punters on the line without admitting I was getting paid to be their friend.

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127984910557306352005-09-29T09:57:00.000+01:002005-09-29T12:38:29.696+01:00

it's in the city which always makes me feel cynical and alienated about music so here as a tonic are my top five albums of the year so far chris mills - the wall to wall sessionselbow - leaders of the free worldriloh kiley - more adventurousarcade fire - funeralstars - set yourself on firereviews doubtless to follow... i've had a lack of money and time for exploration plus there's been a tallulah

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127984218054581832005-09-29T09:53:00.000+01:002005-10-03T13:20:28.866+01:00

get clued up about migration on fridayhttp://www.indymedia.org.uk/en/regions/manchester/2005/09/324369.htmlafter the alternative freshers fairhttp://indymedia.org.uk/en/regions/manchester/2005/09/323327.htmland look forward to the return of the marvellous chris millshttp://chris-mills.com/tours.html

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127983963070250052005-09-29T09:40:00.000+01:002005-09-29T09:57:52.003+01:00

an icon of proper punk rockhttp://uk.geocities.com/kittychronic/i love that grrrrrlnp in my head: the new elbow album. heard snippets on 6music which made me feel tingly; hadn't realised quite how fantastic it was going to be. swoopingly, broodingly, gloriously mancunian in the best possible sense of the word

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127835845046292652005-09-27T17:35:00.000+01:002005-09-27T16:48:39.323+01:00

my new ad, as mentioned below. possibly too many words but i didn't want to waste anyone's time. and it's written in my favourite font, moms typewriter, on top of a charming Don McPhee photo of some salford lads dressed as cowboys *************************************************************************************fancy making some sweet, scary, f*cked up lo-fi countryish noises?kindreds and

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127835307717886532005-09-27T17:28:00.000+01:002005-09-27T16:50:08.396+01:00

I don’t want much out of life – social justice, good sex, a signed copy of the madcap laughs, easy stuff like that, but my dearest wish is to get my songs played in a vaguely decent band. Technically I’m not a great musician but much of what I love is about passion not virtuosity and I just want to get the sounds in my head out because truly, I think it could be beautiful.I have been involved in

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127821185993425352005-09-27T12:18:00.000+01:002005-09-27T12:46:07.703+01:00

quiz time.why have i got pink hair?1 i've fallen in love with autumn and wanted a suitable plumage prior to hibernating over the winter2 it's to graphically demonstrate my hypocrisy, striving to live a low impact and hemhem chemical free life and then making myself look as far from natural as possible3 it's a way of gaining control over my body, having been a bit poorly recently (gosh, carrying a

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127738309419030262005-09-26T13:36:00.000+01:002005-09-26T13:38:29.420+01:00

I’ve been thinking about those statues of disabled children you used to see on the high street; they was a blind boy and another with calipers and a girl with a cane. They all had the same humbrol pinkey beige skin you got with home model kits and they all had a slot in their heads to feed them money. I’ve got a postcard of roadside saints in ireland; mary has the same colour skin and the same

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1127737981065046292005-09-26T13:21:00.000+01:002005-09-26T13:33:01.136+01:00

i'm resurrecting twangorama. I still don't have a computer of my own but i promise not to post about why i'm not posting. I imagine it will be a repository for all the flotsam and jetsam that i scribble on bus tickets and then abandon to languish amongst squashed bananas in my handbag...

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1120041224800851812005-06-29T11:31:00.000+01:002005-09-26T13:46:19.273+01:00

howdy y'allyes, i'm still alive, and yes, still no computer BUT twangorama will be reaunched soon dammit. but not this week cos i'm off to scotland for all kinds of shennanigans including a bit of this www.clownarmy.org and a bit of that:You are cordially invited to...'Make Poverty Worse', Edinburgh July 2nd:Pro-capitalists are to march in support of the G8leaders in Edinburgh on July 2nd, on the

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1107945629128388902005-02-09T10:38:00.000Z2005-02-09T10:40:29.126Z

'The Yes Men' , booksigning and discussion plus video shorts @ TheBasement Monday 14th Feb, 2pm onwards @ 'The Basement', 24 lever St., Central Manchester. The Yes Men', US art-activist trouble-makers, follow their discussion and film premier at the Cornerhouse (Sunday 13th feb) with a book launch and signing to promote their new book 'The Yes Men' and their new film (of thesame name) at

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twangorama will be relaunched in march with added sparkle and mischief... in the meantime if you are really desperate for your dose of twang then why not turn off your computer and put the kettle on; i'll be round in a jiffy... glittery love morag

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i can't figure out how to delete an entire post but this was where the basement business plan lurked for a while. i'm sure cyberspace is now full of disapponited thrill seekers who wanted to read all about our pact with the licensing demons. but tough. you were too slow

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please come and be part of our new writers collective we're trying to create a friendly space to share ideasand inspiration...maybe we'll produce a some zines or perhaps we'll just discuss our favourite words andthings we've written...personal, political, creative,experimental, factual, poetry, songs, we're into allkinds of stuff...whatever kind of writing you'd like to develop, you'd be very

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just to say yes, i am still alive, but computerless. most of the summer was spent in a hypnogogic state, there's been some very dark days recently but overall its been a healing time. right now i am bursting with possibilities; plans are being laid and inspiration is being stockpiled.... more soon, honestly

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Last summer, way back when my arm was broken and i was dreaming of escaping the 9 to 5 I was delighted when my abstract was accepted by Georgetown university for chapter in an anthology on women and alt. country - me, doing something proper, for a real book, fancy that! a chance to indulge my scholarly fantasies and write about things i love.... over the months i've has sporadic contact from the

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I got home 3 weeks ago yesterday; america feels further than 21 days away but also very close. I met so many inspiring people and saw some amazing things....I've been waiting for a post holiday crash, but thus far it hasn't happened, truth be told i feel deliciously happy and quite delirious with possibilities. highlights since i got back: week one. sleeping. that's pretty much all i did. Oh,

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i'll be back in manc 8.15am tomorrow morning. the last week in pennsylvania has been ace and i'll blog some retrospective stories, including the ostrich that bit my boob and how i smashed stuff up in a pizza parlour. i'm looking forward to home and friends and duty free but sad to be leaving the usa and having to return to the real world. take care y'all - love morag g

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it is sunny. i am in new york with lara and hazel and the cutest handbag in the world. i have just bought a ticket to see patti smith. i couldnt be happier

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new york is

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i really hate sending them, and now its really hard to do so, yahoo has some anti spam stuff that means an email to everyone in an address book can't be done. this got sent back from a lot of people as well so in case anyone didnt get it i dont want you feeling left out, although on reflection maybe i should be more careful about telling the world i've been hallucinating dear friends please

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4 days to go till i'm 30. i think this is supposed to feel significant but it dosen't, although i'm slightly surprised i'm here at all. i've got no job, no lover, no money and i'm miles from home. it feels pretty bloody fantastic. if anyone feels moved to buy me a present and is stuck for ideas please make me dinner sometime; i'll be poor and hungry when i get back to blighty. or, less selfishly

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so many of them turn out to be true. like how the worst times bring out the best in people. and the things you hear about the south. in jackson the hotel buffet included fried tomatoes, fried okra, fried yam, fried catfish and friend chops. and pulled yardbird is a legitimate pizza topping. i'm so grateful that mashed potatoes are a universal comfort food jesus is everywhere, literally. even

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and i love it - i'd forgotten how energising this city is. I'm staying at the gershwin hotel if anyone needs me (they have website and all - i dont think this is too much info for stalkers seeing as you'd have to know my name to get me room number.) at the moment i'm sharing a bunk bed with a male model called joshua - he is on top of course. he's quite sweet but not my type; all he seems to do

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i can blog again...had all kinds of computer kerfuffles, plus yahoo has been swallowing emails at random. bugger. anyhow, hopefully its back

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"I saw a bit on the news about it. Apparently, she was on the City of New Orleans train. So, the situation obviously sucks, but Morag if anybody can appreciate the unique situation of visiting the united states and being injurred in the derailment of an Arlo Guthrie song." actaully, this is just one of many funny or wise or sweet things people have said to me. my friends are truly fantastic.

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so i've made it to memphis. i have a tiredness deep in my bones and i'm aching like fuck. but i made it to memphis. i will write more soon. theres a really friendly internet cafe right by the hotel; i'm here now but i wont stay long becuase i just bumped into an english guy called mike who i met on the bus to t or c and then later in austin - he's been in florida and we sat and chatted for a

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i just saw some photos of the wreck, my mind is all befuddled now but you can click on the i have a snake link becuase daisy has blogged them. i was in the lounge car, which is the fourth from the front i believe. now i have to go and swear a lot and have a lie down. fuck i'm lucky.

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yahoo won't let me send any more mails until tomorrow. bugger. it seems to think i'm a spammer.

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hiya, as some of you know i was on the train from new orleans to memphis which was derailed. horrible, scary time,and strangely ironic given all my recent jubilations about my trip and the joys of the american public transport system. oh, and my blogging about how we should all enjoy life because we never know when its about to be turned (quite literally) upside down. anyhow, i'm fine. i got out

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does anybody know how to do this? would you like to teach me? please?

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just spotted. a picture of a woman clutching her heart and the slogan "is it love? or a heart attack? call 911" theres a couple of good shop fronts too: shoe-numi and mothercluckers

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my tiara broke in seattle. the glitter fell out of my bubble ring in flagstaff. my sore face is drawing me towards a zapatista tribute balaclava. its an identity crisis and i feel fine lalala

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i have bought my ticket home, may 10th if you would like to start preapring the bunting and firecrackers. The next few weeks probably look like this: memphis, atlanta, boston, nyc, lancaster, philly, home. has anyone been to boston? i'd really like to know; i have a few days between atlanta and ny and will be taking the train up the east coast. on the offchance anyone is feeling flush or

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to daisy, who has an edearing habit of calling herself a crackhead, despite the fact she has never smoked crack. i keep saying dude. it sounds silly coming from me. i also seem to have picked up "i hear ya" and "right on"

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friday 26th i arrived here in the middle of the night after the train was delayed by about 3 hours. minor panic ensued when i couldnt get hold of daisy - i had to call kellie in denver, as you do - but all was well and on wlecoming me into her apartment she gave me a glass of wine, which i promptly spilled. i was good for nothing except sleep. saturday 27th was my first day proper; i explored

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i can't belive its ten years since kurt cobain died. i remember clearly because i was recovering from some jerk assualting me in a shitty nightclub; probably not a bloggable story....bob copper has died. respect due. see thecopperfamily.com...mary lou lord is playing machester at the end of may; i will be there and i'm hoping to ask her who the four kims are in his indie world (this has been a

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1 i thought soda fountains were like real fountains. of fizzy pop. and you held your cup out to catch a drink 2 i was surprsied to learn lake pontchatrain is a place. i've hear it in various folk songs and thought it was the lake pontcha train 3 we lost a game of pool becuase i potted the black really early 4 i want to buy an auto harp and have been looking in pawn shops. not porn shops,

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1081228398909473932004-04-06T06:13:00.000+01:002004-04-06T06:17:03.873+01:00

just got back from playing pool with daisy and jeff. last time i saw daisy was in champaign and i had a similarly good time playing pool there too; i'm rubbish but getting better. and its fun. does anyone wanna start playing with me when i get home? new orleans is the prettiest city i've been to so far; i just love the architecture, and the streets have evocative names like music, desire and

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1081217777524275152004-04-06T03:16:00.000+01:002004-04-06T07:02:03.670+01:00

I'm going to memphis tomorrow, primarily becuase i want to see graceland. I suspect its going to be a very emotional experience for me because my love of elvis is intrinsically linked to memories of my mother. i don't know if its being away from home or saturn returning or simply having time to let my mind drift but i've been thinking about her a lot recently, wishing i knew more about her.

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It's my last night in new orleans; once again i have that bittersweet feelings about moving on; sad to be leaving somewhere so amazing but also excited about my next destination. Daisy made a delicious artichoke dip for tea and we're about to go out to a cool looking local bar. They are dog friendly so susie can come to; i'm delighted to be sharing her first time in a licensed premises. I'll be

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Daisy just gave me a bunch of mardi gras beads which i have promised to wear when i play a gig (note when, not if, although i don't know how yet - been writing lots of songs and feeling very frustrated at my indie ineptitude) She chose them from her special secret stash because they will suit me - surprisingly they are glittery pink and shiny. when she put them round my neck she said something

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www.daisers.blogspot.com almost every cool american grrl i know is, or has been, a librarian

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i apologise for my confusion about dates and time and the space continuum; i dont fucking know what day it is anymore (spot the difference there then) but i do know everyone in manchester is in for a treat if they hotfoot it to britons protection tonight (monday) the wonderous chris mills is playing - one of my favourite song writers ever - and he will be more than ably supported by everybodys

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i'm in new orleans, at daisy's house, and i'm having a fabulous time. today we went to the swamps at tickfaw (not as i just called it pickshaw) it was eerie but yet another kind of beautiful. we saw wild turkeys and snakes and lizards and bright orange caterpillars. crickets and frogs were singing loudly and susie (daisy's supercute puppy) was totally adorable. we also saw strange people hugging

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just to let you know i'm all alive and well, currently in san antonio which is very pretty and spanish and threatening in the peculiar 'don't mess with texas' way they have here, the civil war really wasnt so long ago. I'm going to new orleans tomorrow on the 6.00am train; i'm assuming communication from there will be easier, and this being ostensibly a music blog i shall post my sxsw reviews.

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today is my last day in new mexico. truth or consequences is quite simply the strangest place i've ever been, and not just becuase its named after a tv show (forgive me if i'm repeating myself, blogger wont show my previous posts for some reason today) Its a tiny wee place (6000 people) in the middle of the desert with turtleback mountain on one side (And yes, it does look like a sleeping turtle)

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ramshakle. yes. that says it all, when sang with a grin

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is el paso as scary as i keep getting told? i have a 5 hour wait in the bus station and i'm wondering if i dare go outside

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is messing with my preconceptions, but in a good way. i'm off to sit in the hot springs and then i think we're having a barbeque in the sun. Being in the smallest, most desolately beautiful place i've ever seen means not a lot to do except read, write, snooze and talk to people. tough life, this travelling lark.

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1078683461854218772004-03-07T18:17:00.000Z2004-03-07T18:20:46.403Z

why do all the best stories - funny, sad, great or terrible, include the sentence "and then we had a drink"

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you know how sometimes you get a feeling in your stomach and a tugging at your heart and you just *know* something special is happening? I had that flutter when i stepped off the train in flagstaff, despite the fact it was 6.30am and snowing and i couldn't remember which direction to head in.... like i said before, trust your instincts, this is a magickal town and the hostel feels more like

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deep breath and go..... 15 minutes to spew days of wonder and magic and (surprise!) romantic disillusionments. I'm in Flagstaff, its almost unbearably cute in a small town, pictire postcard way and so friendly i keep waiting for the monsters to appear. I'm having some transport issues - all my smug car avoidance has come crashing round my head, i really want to get to sedona but the bus only runs

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its 5.45am and i'm just about to catch a train (or rather lift/bus/train/bus/train) to go to flagstaff. San Fran has found a place in my heart, although I think i'm alergic to it; lots of bugs and minor mishaps here and it feels like time to move on. I've had some great times and got some really good friends here but I need some quiet time to detox and refresh. I'll be in Flagstaff for a few days

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Is anyone getting tickets for the moz men gig? if so pleasepleaseplease can you get me one, i will pay you via paypal or summat, first off i thought the gig sounded a terrible idea but I know if i miss it i will be gutted.... PLEASE email me (anyone) if you're up for this. Oh, and does anyone want to go to glastonbury with me?

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Yesterday was fantastic; i'm even going to say awesome although i hate that the word has been devalued through overuse it's totally appropriate here. I went whale watching in Monteray Bay with Becky. At first I felt pissed off; we were on a ricketty boat in choppy seas and I was the only person who couldnt see anything. I was trying so hard, staring so intently, then i defocused and there they

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Sunday 15th We went back to City Hall, Rae had the idea of collecting flowers to give to people; we had spoken to couples who had been together for many years and always wanted to get married; now they had a chance but no time to get organized; there was a fear legal action on Tuesday would put an end to everything. City Hall was thronged with people; we later heard 2000 couples were married on

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So right now I’m in a coffee shop in San Francisco, my head is buzzing and I’m trying to keep focused on writing. Weirdly, they are playing Matt Bianco records. Disappointingly, the sound of hipster San Fran appears to be Portishead and The Cure; nothing wrong with either of course, but not what I expected to hear. I’m learning to love this dirty (in every sense) city, although it’s taken a

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rae works as a dominatrix. she told me one of her favourite things when she gets bored at work is to tie her clients cock up and make him dance to belle and sebastain records.

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1 You remind me of benny hill (at this point I didn't know whether to laugh, cry or punch the twat) 2 Do you have central heating in England? 3 Do you recognise me? I played Saxophone with Glenn Miller 4 I'm sorry to keep staring at your breasts, I have never seen an English woman with breasts before 5 You have an accent that can spill drinks 6 I think we can talk now, the Boston Tea

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1077477284531496282004-02-22T19:14:00.000Z2004-02-22T19:17:29.903Z

I have a cell phone (hey! i'm even talking like an american now) the number is 303 345 7302, not any other number I may have given you, becuase I'm crap with numbers and get them muddled. The ansaphone does not work (or, more truthfuly, i can not figure out how to work it)

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1077477168539380702004-02-22T19:12:00.000Z2004-02-22T19:30:23.513Z

I'm still in San Francisco, all well and good (but wearing a very fetching powerpuff girls elastoplast on my face due to some nasty allergy rash thing) Tomorrow I'm taking a day to get organised, I'm trying to organise a trip to the grand canyon -off season and with no car I'm also hoping to take a train to Yosemite or to see the Redwoods; there's so many man made attractions and distractions

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1076816278958947922004-02-15T03:37:00.000Z2004-02-15T03:40:33.483Z

to everyone, even though it is of course load of absolute bollocks. Its kind of a big deal here (ie a chance to sell stuff, including 'special m and ms) today i arrived in san fransisco, after a 20 hour train (of which more later) I ended up in a pirate themed reclaim the streets parade party thing, kind of fun but i'm frazzled now. much love to y'all - m xx

moraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11343725075930434101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047723.post-1076113733603956222004-02-07T00:28:00.000Z2004-02-07T00:31:17.076Z

Cheers for the Hutton info, although I wish I hadn’t read it. Grim. With that and the education bill… We got really important stuff all the over the news here – mostly Janet Jackson’s breast. Thank you to everybody who has emailed me, I’m horribly selfish because I love reading them and stealing your ideas but then I never manage to find time for the replies you deserve. But please keep

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