There was a guy at work having a CD sale yesterday, and I managed to score a copy of The Best Of The Kinks, which I’m enjoying immensely! So much, in fact, that I’ve had this song in my head ever since. So with the point of getting it out of my head, at least in the short term, I thought I’d share it with you…

Enjoy The Kinks from Top of the Pops in 1970, with Apeman… xx

I think I’m sophisticated
‘Cos I’m living my life like a good homosapien
But all around me everybody’s multiplying
Till they’re walking round like flies man
So I’m no better than the animals sitting in their cages
in the zoo man
‘Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees
I am an ape man
I think I’m so educated and I’m so civilized
‘Cos I’m a strict vegetarian
But with the over-population and inflation and starvation
And the crazy politicians
I don’t feel safe in this world no more
I don’t want to die in a nuclear war
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an ape man

I’m an ape man, I’m an ape ape man
I’m an ape man I’m a King Kong man I’m ape ape man
I’m an ape man
‘Cos compared to the sun that sits in the sky
compared to the clouds as they roll by
Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies
I am an ape man

In man’s evolution he has created the cities and the motor traffic rumble,
but give me half a chance and I’d be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle
‘Cos the only time that I feel at ease
Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree
Oh what a life of luxury to be like an ape man

I’m an ape, I’m an ape ape man, I’m an ape man
I’m a King Kong man, I’m a voo-doo man
I’m an ape man
I look out my window, but I can’t see the sky
‘Cos the air pollution is fogging up my eyes
I want to get out of this city alive
And make like an ape man

Come and love me, be my ape man girl
And we will be so happy in my ape man world

I’m an ape man, I’m an ape ape man, I’m an ape man
I’m a King Kong man, I’m a voo-doo man
I’m an ape man
I’ll be your Tarzan, you’ll be my Jane
I’ll keep you warm and you’ll keep me sane
and we’ll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day
Just like an ape man
I’m an ape man, I’m an ape ape man, I’m an ape man
I’m a King Kong man, I’m a voo-doo man
I’m an ape man.
I don’t feel safe in this world no more
I don’t want to die in a nuclear war
I want to sail away to a distant shore
And make like an ape man.

Heard on the news this morning that Lloyds TSB, one of the UK’s biggest banks, has had a 70% drop in profit this quarter. I started cheering, thinking perhaps this can be a score for the little guy, to prove that everyone’s feeling the pinch, not just those of us on lower incomes.

However, the news went on:
Profit before tax was 70% lower at £599m ($1.18bn), compared with a profit of £1.99bn in first half of 2007.

Oh right. So they only made £600M as opposed to almost £2billion last year. Poor, poor bastards.  That’s some serious belt-tightening! How will they ever cope!

And just in case you didn’t catch the sarcasm, I’ll take my point further.. With the price of oil and gas going up so much this year, many people in the UK won’t be able to afford to keep themselves warm this winter.

The government estimates 2.5 million households are in fuel poverty – defined as when more than 10% of household income is spent on fuel bills – but watchdog Energywatch says the figure is more than four million.

You know what the Head of UK’s biggest domestic energy supplier said? “maybe it’s two jumpers instead of one”.

Oh the compassion! He should be up for a humantiarian award! Warms your heart don’t it, big business showing such understanding and mercy for their fellow man.

So what’s the world’s most ineffectual Prime Minster to do?  Luckily for us, Gordon Brown’s on his summer holidays at the moment – giving us a brief respite from his smarmy face constantly on the tele trying to justify himself and his party.  The time has come for an election Gordon.  You screwed up.  Big time.  Fall back into obscurity like a good boy and let someone else have a turn now…

Rant ends.

xx

When I originally signed up to Facebook, it was so I could get in touch with my travelling pals, people I’ve met travelling who’ve since moved on, and keep in touch with old colleagues etc. In this, Facebook excels. In other things, such as those damn applications that never seem to die, (some people obviously have too much time on their hands!) and the endless emails, Facebook bites the big one. But seeing as I’ve not signed up to MySpace because Ihave this here blogge, at the time I thought Facebook the lesser of two weevils.

However, back to Faebook’s good bits. Over the last few days I’ve discovered another 3 good friends who I haven’t heard from in years, and am back into the joy of Facebook thanks to the find your friends facility and the application “Tom Waits’ Magical Trunk”, which has to be one of the best ‘useless’ ideas I’ve heard of in a long time. (Sign up & dig through Tom Waits’ trunk which includes such fantastic items as ‘travel to the unknown, carnival lights, a broken piano, old bottles, red wine, a priest… almost as good as digging through the man’s head!)

So welcome back into my life Stu Broughton, Jason Jux & Toni Kronenberg. Glad you’re all still alive, and (seemingly) happy. Also to all my Facebook mates, new, old and those yet to come, a heartfelt ‘cheers’ from me..

xx

I know – Prohibition Giggles, bit of a contradiction in terms.

Anne sent me this, and I thought it should be preserved for posterity on my wee blogge. :)

If you were around in 1919 (just before prohibition started) and came upon the following poster…

would YOU quit drinking??

xx

One of my favourite ever Church tracks.  Enjoy. x