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March 13, 2009



‘LONDON 2013’ CLOSING PARTY AND SAVAGE MESSIAH 11 ZINE LAUNCH.

March 14th, 4-6pm Hales Gallery . ‘London 2013:Drifitng through the ruins’
Issue 11 is a drift around the Olympic zone and focuses on a particular moment in the build up to the June the 18th Carnival Against Capitalism riots in the City of London. The riots happened in 1999 and were a protest against the ludicrousness of the global financial system. The zine was written after a day of walking around the perimeter fence of the Olympic zone In March 2009 and is a direct response to the mass destruction of the Lower Lea Valley.
The launch will be followed by a trip to the Blade Bone public house ( now Noodle King) on Bethnal Green road and a pub crawl round the East End.

“I found the pub soon after that. From the outside it looked ordinary, an estate pub from the late 60s, early 70s, something of a bunker with fortress windows at the front, plastic hanging baskets and St George flags all over it. I thought at first the old man must have got the wrong place but then I could hear the thudding of the sound system inside, the frantic bpm and chaotic vocoder yelps. As I got closer I saw all these skinhead types outside wearing tie dyed t shirts and temple of psychic youth symbols tattooed on their arms. There were groups staggering about lighting fires and breaking palettes. This party was the continuation of a Saturday all nighter at one of the massive abandoned factories on Carpenters road. They were all off it, topping up on psilosibin after a big weekend of acid and flyagaricks.” Savage Messiah March 2009

February 12, 2008


Just in case any of my loyal fans out there are wondering where i am, i'm happy to let you know that i aint been banged up, infact i've been down Stratford in me brothers lock up doin a bit off the old painting! Painting as in Art i'll ave you know not bleedin decoratin! It was Sean an is carryin on with that hatchet faced screw that drove me out of the gaff, an when i wanna bit of peace and quiet i go and do a bit of the old painting, calms me nerves right down. That's how it started as it goes, when i was inside, started the class just to drag out association time really, i mean i always liked drawing and that but i never thought i was gonna make money bein an artist..so i starts this class and fuck me i really loved it! I start doin these classes once a week an i start painting, this is about 11 years ago an it went on from there, now i'm workin on these massive fuck off canvases. I've put a picture here of one of me HQ paintings. if you like it you can commision me to do soem more but i aint jokin you better have a fucking fat wallet.
More on the Sean saga very soon, it aint nice i'm telling yer....
tell yuo what else i'm fucking sick of, these moaning old bastards on the estate complaining about me fucking Minder records, i wouldn't mind but that bastard drives me fucking mental playing all that weird experimental shit all the time that sounds like out of time drumming and weird clanks and squawks.
as i told yer before i got me own page on myspace so you can check me out on there, if you don't like it fair enough but there's soem good West Ham stuff and a nice comment form that cunt Jeremy Kyle.
laters,
Baz