music, poetry, literature, movies, rugby, gadgets (a sad addiction I'm trying to address), politics, the Internet, IT...all music, but in particular punk, industrial, trance, beautiful ballads, folk, blues, experimental, atonal, Tiger Lillies, Peter Doherty, Crass, Sex Pistols, Mary Coughlan, John Martyn, Faust'o, Robert Wyatt, Alban Berg, Gill Scott-Heron, Shane McGowan and the Pogues, Michael Franti and the Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy, Peter Green, I love music and I could literally go on forever... pet hate: Boy Bands!
Movies
political thriller, sci-fi, Terry Gilliam, Roman Polanski, some Kubrik, some Scorsese, some Phyton stuff, The Conversation, Klute, Performance, The Parallax View, Abre los ojos, Twelve Monkeys, Brazil, A very British coup, Blow-up, some recent North Korean horror movies... truth is: I REALLY love movies and I could LITERALLY go on forever, everyone getting me started on the subject of movies (or the Italian rugby team for that matter) will do so at their risk and peril! pet hate: Hollywood blockbusters!
Television
Political thrillers, everything featuring Jonathan Ross, Question Time and This Week (boring, I know!)... pet hate: reality tv!!!
Books
I read billion of books in a previous incarnation, I'm trying to give it a rest for a little while!
Heroes
ideally you should not have any, but anyway just out of the top of my head: the Sex Pistols, Peter Doherty, Andy Wahrol the guy who made it all happen, Tony Benn, George Galloway, Hugo Chavez, the Brighton anarchists who have been working their socks off to publish the Schnews every week for the last 14 years, etc. Persons LEAST LIKELY to make it into this list ever: George W and its British canine companion!
what can I say... my biggest claim to fame is to have shared a stage with the likes of Billy Childish, punk poet John Cooper Clark, Patience Agbabi and other even obscurer poets and musicians..., and hey! wait a minute! I was on stage one evening in one venue, where Santana had a gig the previous night! (pathetic, I know!), by the way, did I mention that one of my pictures shows your truly strutting his stuff at the Chats Palace, London Town, just a couple of billion years ago?