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Tuesday, December 21, 2004


Back in the day when I used to perform I used to wear white linen trousers. Nothing strange there. I wore them for a good few performances. Of course no one told me quite how transparent they were.

I wondered why people would never look at what my fingers were playing, but were more interested in when I bent over to adjust the amp settings. Now I know.

If anyone would like the Frictionless Voice to revive the cult of see-through trousers, let me know and I will donate my wonder trousers to him.

The debut of the newest wang in music is in your hands, in a manner of speaking.

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