Luke Dubyah – Feb 06

Well hello! Ok, The new n improved podcast feed is:

aLUKEonLIFE podcast feed

The polysonic one, will change… when I re-launch on monday… ooooh….

Here’s a new mix for all you lucky people, it’s a mix I did for my own amusement… quite dark with detroit techno influences leading towards more of a Tom Stephan/Jon Gurd techy style… with some moody stuff n filth thrown in somewhere.

Luke Dubyah – Feb 06

Enjoy

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Rachel Myers?

Today is an appeal for information, on the whereabouts of Rachel Myers!

Allow me to explain… I met up with an old friend Sarah (aka “Tiger”) last night, and as is always the case when you meet up with someone you’ve not seen for ages: talk of old times and lost friends always comes around. All of our old friends, I’m still in touch with in some way… be it seeing around, or email/msn… except one.

We have talked before about finding our mutual friend, as she is the reason we met years ago… I had a spare room in my house, she knew a friend who needed a place to stay – ta da.

So, what do we know:

Name: Rachel Myers

Lives: Still in the Bournemouth area (possibly Ringwood?), a chance encounter meant that Sarah missed her by minutes at the Landmark opening a couple of weeks ago.

Grew up: She grew up in the fantastically British sounding “Six penny hanley” near Ringwood.

Family: She has a little girl who must be about 8 now (maybe 9… or 7!)

Interests: I knew Rachel as a Madisons regular in about ’94, she used to be a regular at “the venue” as well.

Appearance: Above average height, used to have long blonde hair and quite attractive (did a bit of modelling)

There will be prizes for anyone that can help.

What to do from here? Hmmm….
(Sarah, if you can think of any info I’ve missed, please remind me!)

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Naked ramblers, I salute you

Naked ramblers, I salute you

Naked RamblersHooray for the naked rambler (and his Bournemouth partner), who completed their walk yesterday.

I think it’s great that someone believes so much in their right to walk the land naked, that they’ll walk from end to end of this country, knowing that he’ll get arrested.

Is the human body really that offensive?

If he was flashing his tadger around and going “wooooohhhhhaaaa” maybe I’d agree it was indecent exposure, but he was so obviously just a rambler it strikes me as ridiculous.

Why did anyone complain anyway? Surely everyone knew full well that they were walking the length of the country, had I been out in the countryside and seen two people walking naked, I’d of just thought “oh cool, its those naked ramblers!”… probably gone and said hello and taken a picture!

Confession time…

On my birthday a couple of years ago, we had a naked beach race. On the blow of a whistle 5 of us threw our clothes and caution to the wind, and legged it round the agreed course.

It’s the second time we’ve done this at silly o’clock in the morning, after a drink or maybe two… and I dare say it wasn’t the last!

The first time was after far too many beers at a beach party, it seemed like a good idea and being dark we assumed most people at the party, wouldn’t notice… we forgot that someone blowing a whistle at 5am tends to make people look… even funnier as we didn’t realise EVERYONE was watching till we rounded the half way mark… strangely the return leg was much faster…

The biggest memory in both of these was the immense feeling off freedom that came from saying, “you know what… this is me and I’m proud of it… RUN… feck, its cold!” The winner of the second race (who we’ll call C) had been witness to the first race and always regretted not competing, C won the second race and I’m pretty sure ranks it as one of her proudest moments!

So thats my naked/streaking confessions out in the open… well… apart from the time Carl had a birthday wish that…

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