Archive for March, 2008

28
Mar
08

biog2

Texas Bone Marrow Transplant

Formed January 1996, London…the nom de guerre of multi-instrumentalist Thomas Szasz. After dropping out of the London School of Economics, Szasz started performing to disinterested ghosts in many of South London’s disused meat stores. Industry bigwigs were soon baffled by his cult following, but eventually took notice after a series of self-released EPs based on the concept of “opening conversations with a string of sarcastic rhetorical questions”. This culminated in the debut album Do you lot actually know what you’re doing or what? Can you not follow simple instructions? (1998 ) It was another five years until Szasz was to release another album, the brain plundering Ssmaart aarrsse which reached the upper limits of many critics end of year lists and described by the NME as “a glistening frog in the po-faced broth of mediocrity that is today’s British music scene” After another five year break Szasz is busy recording tbmt’s third effort, Jean Was My Name: (When I invaded the Falklands that time) due for movement on your internet within the near present.

24
Mar
08

update

Apologies for the lack of blogs recently – as if it matters or anyone really cares. I’ve been busy writing what will eventually become a hard-hitting 200,000 word autobiography called “The Purity Of Suffering”. Extracts will be published here as soon I can be bloody bothered.

01
Mar
08

duck boots on whitehall

In my head, the miraculous neural wiring is designing a ludicrous scenario.

And I’m imagining this now. But what I think is real because my brain is real and therefore my thoughts are real. 60,000 ducks, some of them drunk, have flocked from their rivers, canals and estuaries etc to descend on 600 odd politicians sitting in their gothic palace by the river Thames. They think it is just another fathers 4 justice stunt and refuse to be intimidated. However, this is a mistake. And it is a very strange sight I can tell you! The ducks are eating those stoic bastards alive and their spleens and kidneys are flying across the room and making a bloody big mess.