Ladies and gentlemen, we are floating in MySpace.

This MySpace profile is mostly for my webzine, the entertainingly haphazard rock 'n' roll extravaganza that is Nemesis To Go. But it's also for me, personal-like. A bit.
I feel rather dubious about the fact that I'm employing an offshoot of Rupert Murdoch's global media empire to do my online networking for me. But I'm prepared to make a pact with ol' Rupe because of this lot:

What's all that? It's the aforementioned Nemesis To Go, that's what.
Not just another webzine! Nemesis To Go is...erm, well, I suppose it's just another webzine, really. But it contains equal parts towering sesquipedalian excess and snotty punk rock, artfully assembled with equal parts HTML and luuurrve, and presented for your dubious pleasure in glowing pixels.
I like to think it's not bad, considering. But, of course, that's only what I think. Please have a look at it, and tell me what you think.
As the handy banner above hints, what you've got on the web right now is Nemesis To Go Issue Seven. This issue is a random, sprawling sample of some of the noises coming out of London - possibly the most varied city in the world right now when it comes to bands making interesting rackets. (Please feel free to challenge that statement, but evidence for alternative points of view will be required!)
So, please click the links and consume this issue - and by all means tell me what you make of it. As both Ted Nugent and William Reid will tell you, feedback is good.
Nuts and bolts stuff: Nemesis To Go is irregular and ever-evolving, and squeezed into whatever time I have available after doing my day job and taking care of other parts of my life. New issues are uploaded at relatively random intervals - but in the meantime I post previews of new photos and off-the-cuff thoughts on the gigs I've been to (among other ramblings) in my blog. Keep an eye on this for some updates-between-the-updates.
Essential background info about Nemesis To Go (including the postal address, he says boldly, for the benefit of all those bands who keep asking me for it), is on this page. Go there before you email me with questions, because the chances are I've already given you the answer!
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Friends and Executioners

If you'd like to add me to your stack-o-friends, please go ahead. I'm willing to approve just about anyone who's interested enough to look in - although I tend to be a bit selective with bands whose noise doesn't grab me. My tastes are wide, but that doesn't mean I'm going to dig everything.
My Top Friends are a mix of people I know in real life, people I know in virtual life, interesting people I've found in the random swirl of MySpace, plus a few bands I like, or with whom I've crossed paths or crossed swords in some way. Feel free to guess who is who and which is which...
I change things around at irregular intervals - don't get stressed if you find yourself shifted up or down, in or out. My friends list is not a popularity chart, and it's certainly not real life. Face it, kids - it's only MySpace.
You can also catch me on LiveJournal. Same shit, different format. I usually duplicate all my blog posts in my LiveJournal - more people tend to comment over there. If you're really interested, you can read more of my thoughts on the swirling blogosphere in this blog post: On Blogging.

I think it's about time we had another foolish photograph, so here's a pic of my own good self and my good lady wife in the Dionysius Restaurant (a fave eaterie of Steve Severin, I'm told, although we didn't see him that night) on Tottenham Court Road, in the heart of London's bustling West End. We'd just been to see Psychic TV at the Astoria (review & photos from the gig in Issue Two of Nemesis To Go - find it in the Archive section). This photo is by either RJ or Caro - I'm afraid I can't quite remember who was brandishing the camera on this occasion. We'd had a few drinks. Does it show?
Fashion note: that's a Sixteens T-shirt I'm wearing. We dig the Sixteens. My good lady wife favours a Throbbing Gristle long-sleeve. Hey, kewl T-shirts? We got 'em.
It's probably worth noting that this photo now represents a little bit of history - both the Astoria and the Dionysius Restaurant are now closed, pending demolition, as the ever-changing organism that is London mutates again...
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