"Fisting for Compliments", 17th February 2005

The second in a series of six episodes of my old radio show Fisting for Compliments, and indeed the second time we transmitted to a large part of the Glasgow area on a real-life FM frequency.

Of note during this episode: more weird preamble from "Family Affair"'s odd competition feature; our improv cover of "Hey Joe"; a clean version of "Fuck the Border" by Propagandhi which, on reflection, kind of removes the point a little; the radio debut of Desert Island Dicks; me attempting to read the entire playlist phonetically backwards and misidentifying Jersey's WFMU as a New York station; a tantalising glimpse of Hyper Kinako; more broken equipment and on-air bickering and rubbish singing and unprofessionalism.

Also on this day: President George W. Bush names John Negroponte as the first national intelligence director; British Nuclear Fuels appear to lose enough plutonium to make seven nuclear bombs; the deaths of Irish actor Dan O'Herlihy and Argentinian footballer Omar Sívori.

Fisting for Compliments 17/02/2005

87.7 FM or http://www.subcity.org

Zombina and the Skeletones – "Leave My Brain Alone"
Propagandhi – "Fuck the Border" (bowdlerised)

The Temple City Kazoo Orchestra – "Kazooed on Klassics"
Desert Island Dicks – "Bitches Brew"

Mission of Burma – "Secrets"
Liars – "There's Always Room on the Broom"

Pico – "Chard"
Ani DiFranco – "Fuel"

Jefferson Airplane – "Volunteers"
Beck – "Steve Threw Up"
TV on the Radio – "Satellite"

Bingo Gazingo – "Every Day I Leave Ten Dollars on the Table"
Twin Zero – "Monolith Parts 1 & 2"

Butthole Surfers – "Something"

Red: My picks
Blue: Lach's picks
Purple: Mutual pick
Green: Can't remember who chose this one

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Previously: [10th February]

It was too bad for Marie Antoinette, and now it's gonna be too bad for you

Decapitation is apparently no longer the exclusive of religious terrorist groups; in fact it seems, worryingly, to be somewhat a flavour of the month at the moment. You'll probably be aware by now of the case of Tim McLean, whose assailant cut off his head on the bus before gleefully waving it at the other passengers, thus prompting exactly the same argument on Wikipedia that they have every time there's an even vaguely unusual death. (The fifth comment down on his MySpace is also a little unfortunate).

But worryingly, now it seems the procedure is also being used to settle garden-variety love rivalries (admittedly, the "36-hour pornography and cocaine-fuelled party" that apparently occurred prior was probably also a factor). And while not strictly decapitation (more just amputation), pulling children's fingers from your bag in court is definitely an original way to try and prove your innocence when being tried for, um, fraud. (No, no, it does make sense! The curse she was under that caused the kids' fingers to drop off also made her commit the £925,933 of tax fraud. Obviously.)

Enough grimness, here's some light relief in the form of a picture of a man with a full English breakfast tattooed on his head.

MP3: Teeks – "Decapitated Orchestra"
MP3: Beck – "Cut Half Blues"