Anubis the Jackal

I'm ever so glad. I bealive too. More's the point, so be Les Paul.

Nova Roma An independent sovereign nation apparently, with it's own flag, though sadly still lacking a national anthem. And the Freaks what run it. time for bed Anubis, you've had a long day

Reuters "Earlier a family friend told Reuters the stroke was serious, but Pinochet Foundation director Luis Cortes said outside the hospital that Pinochet was conscious and not in critical condition. " I've never been truly happy when a deathlister pops off, "momento mori" and all that; but there's always a first time.

Chicken bones predominate, with a faint tang of wee underneath... Not unlike the products of Mr Gallo

An old lady named Dolly Knowles used to live in the same nursing home as my late Grandmother. When I used to visit, she had a framed picture on a sideboard of a handsome sailor in a RMS Titanic cap. I have no idea if he was a brother, lover or just a complete stranger whose picture she liked the look of. I never got round to asking her before she died as I was just a slip of a lad and her room smelled too much of wee and boiling chicken bones to hang around too long.

For all our sakes, I hope either he or Lady-Bird Johnson pop off soon, the number of posts (if not actual posters) on these two far outweigh their relevance to the list. LBJ isn't even on the list godammit.

Definately Notnotapotato.

Tern it in you lot, you're making tits of yourselves, prize boobies in fact. Not that I'm bittern or anything.

Suddenly I feel distinctly unwell.

Same here.

Eddie Barclay Record Label boss and one-time editor of French Jazz-Mags.

Not at all, merely a newcomer introducing themselves without all that 'Hi every1, im a noob' crapola. Welcome aboard the good ship Deathlist, Deathlister.

Not to be confused with OZZFEST Or maybe he's doing a short 'best of' set between Mastodon and As I Lay Dying on the second stage.

Merely researching the world of fortified wine... Mmm Buckfast.

Interestingly, the Gallo company are also responsible for the legendary rot-gut Thunderbird Wine. This from www.bumwine.com "The history of Thunderbird is as interesting as the drunken effects the one experiences from the wine. When Prohibition ended, Ernest Gallo and his brothers Julio and Joe wanted to corner the young wine market. Earnest wanted the company to become "the Campbell Soup company of the wine industry" so he started selling Thunderbird in the ghettos around the country. Their radio adds featured a song that sang, "What's the word? / Thunderbird / How's it sold? / Good and cold / What's the jive? / Bird's alive / What's the price? / Thirty twice." It is said that Ernest once drove through a tough, inner city neighborhood and pulled over when he saw a bum. When Gallo rolled down his window and called out, "What's the word?" the immediate answer from the bum was, "Thunderbird."

A bit of a 'Goody Two Shoes' you say?

I hate to break this to you, but they aren't the same at all. Close, but no Havana.

And Ultimate Kaos...and...err...Dumpy's Rusty Nuts?

Could we have a seperate thread for dead drummers? Pierre Moerlen from Gong.

You make me want to vomit and then wipe your face in my vomit, you Argie/frog/kraut git!!! Happy now?

But not many would claim to be DLT

I'll kind of miss the 'rank and file' voting in yet another foaming right-winger, despite the best efforts of the Party structure to get an electable candidate. No more IDS-style losers...

Wait until the fifth of November, or try the British Legion. Why the fifth? Are they all going to be burned on a large bonfire, or turned into fleshy roman candles?

But obviously not with your withered claw.

Beadle has a deep obsession with the Jack the Ripper Murders and has privately paid for quite a few books on the subject to be published (according to one of my ex-sources.) Interesting as the Ripper has been proven to be left-handed, and the Beadle has a deformed right hand. Mere coincidence, or maybe not!