Hudley Flipside | Punk Rock Colleague • Historian • Archivist For an old gal who still writes letters and keeps her PO Box open though often quite empty. Jarvis Josiah Hudson Dad served in WWII and was once stationed in Adelaide Australia. I recently talked to a professor from Queens University of Technology (urban coastal … Continue reading Have Another Beer
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Being Unladylike
Hudley Flipside | Punk Rock Colleague • Historian • Archivist We have not yet learned to value the creativity, courage, and competence required to negotiate the ordinary but devastating frustrations and crises of human experience. Jacobs, Ruth H. Be an Outrageous Older Woman Harper Collins. Kindle Edition. "Alone with just a little bit of soul, … Continue reading Being Unladylike
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Chris Bailey’s psychic being is still very strong
Nov 29, 1956 to April 9, 2022. "A gentleman with the mad soul of an Irish convict poet’: remembering Chris Bailey, and the blazing comet that was The Saints." ~John Willsteed “the world beyond, where men are whole and complete, unlike here. The saint’s halo also characterizes his transcendent shining light, his psychic being.” Rendering of … Continue reading Chris Bailey’s psychic being is still very strong
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Mana
"We know that something unknown, alien, does come our way, just as we know that we do not ourselves make a dream or an inspiration, but that is somehow arises of its own accord. What does happen to us in this manner can be said to emanate from mana, from a daimon, a god, or … Continue reading Mana
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The Saints full LP 1977 (I’m) Stranded
Livin' in a world insaneThey cut out some heart and some brainBeen filling it up with dirtYeah, baby, don't know how it hurts Most of my friends know the story but in case you don’t... here it is… I like this band because this LP is the first one that I purchased as a baby … Continue reading The Saints full LP 1977 (I’m) Stranded
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The Singing Saints….
Last night I was with Chris Bailey, and it felt like I was in the middle of a whimsical dream. I was loosely following him around, captivated by his charismatic energy. He was on and off stage, seamlessly transitioning from performer to friend. We indulged in delicious food and played light-hearted jokes on people, creating … Continue reading The Singing Saints….
