This song was recorded in the 80’s, with the original ITAI ITAI, at Barclay Tower Studios in Edinburgh, by the fantastic Tony Pilley … an absolute gem of a man, who taught me a wealth of knowledge on recording and tape-editing during the lengthy process of creating this track.


Robert Moffat did some stunning guitar over Frank Anson’s bass, with Rab Buchanan on keyboards, while Kowboy’s first ever session produced a blistering rythm track


I played guitar, a bit of bass, smacked floorboards with Kowboy to get that snare sound, and did all the vocals


Still one of my favourite recordings


And a big thanx to Kowboy for persuading me to dig out the recording, and renew acquaintance with some of my old songs




I’m baffled, and slightly frightened, when I hear an adult, grown man, of some 40 years plus, saying:

“I’d take a bullet for him”

Who said that, and about whom?

Well, it was Big Brother 9 contestant, the ever-juvenile, Coolio … or, as we prefer here in Castle Who?, the irrepressible rapper, Thickio

Thickio, and his fellow housemates had just finished viewing President Obama’s inauguration speech and all eyes, and cameras, were on the Big Brother house’s only black contestant, to gauge his emotional reaction

La Toya Jackson? … Black? … Please!!!

Anyway … the three US contestants, La Toya, Verne, and Thickio were dissecting their fellow UK contestants reactions and comments to Obama’s speech, and expressing their umbrage at the “disrespect”, and lack of appreciation for “all the good that Amerika does”, and the fact that “The USA has saved the world during the past eight years” … ??? … Yeah, I’m baffled at that reference too.

Thickio had gone off to the bedroom for a tearful sob, and was then comparing the sincerity of Obama’s speech, and the intensity of his emotional delivery, to that of Martin Luther King, when he then severely intoned his final comment on it all:

“I’d take a bullet for him”

Hmmm? If he meant Dr King, he’s a bit on the late side.

What disturbs me most about that statement is this:

a) Like most politicians, Obama is a figurehead. A symbol put there by those who are really in power, to take the flak, take the blame, be the “star of the show”. Politics is a soap opera, and Obama is the new lead actor in a well-scripted drama.

b) Obama didn’t actually write the words that he said in that speech. The carefully prepared script was written by, Jon Favreau … a professional writer.  Just like our own Obama, Tony Blair, whose “spin doctor” Alistair Campbell produced & wrote his speeches and even employed some of my fellow comedy writers to liven up his speeches, all of these speeches don’t actually come “from the heart”, or even the head, of the politicians who deliver them. Obama ain’t a singer/songwriter, he’s just doing karaoke, boys & girls.

c) The new, black-messiah status that is being touted by the media, and bought, wholesale, by this soap-opera’s fan base, puts President Obama in an enviable position not witnessed since the early days of our last Glorious Leader. Will the black youth of Amerika now follow Thickio’s example and express their dedication to Obama by joining the armed forces and “Take a bullet for him”. Will Obama’s black credentials allow him licence for behaviour and attitudes that would be more crictically observed in other Presidents, in the same way that black rappers have licence for racist language and sexist behaviour that the media seems reluctant to criticise for fear of being deemed racist?

d) Will the new Glorious Leader lead a totally United States of Amerika in a Glorious Crusade for Good, ‘cos they can now, seemingly, justify torture, invasion, economic warfare to fulfil their energy needs, and anything they bloody well like because they are, as we all know, God’s Chosen Good Guys

e) Will the soap-opera’s writers want Obama killed-off in the new series, and will his  understudy, Vice President Jack Bauer, extract a terrible vengeance on the Arab world for their obvious collaboration in his demise?

For further developments … Watch this space



A Cynic is what an Optimist calls a Realist

Sorry to rain on your parade, boys & girls, but if Obama was any threat to the rapacious greed of the Corporations, they wouldn’t have financed his campaign … now would they?

Doh … !!!

Here’s a more eloquent and realistic, black US politician … Gil Scott Heron, whose dad, who died just recently and was the first ever black player to be part of the Glasgow Celtic football team.

Gil Scott Heron is an inspiration, and the Godfather of the Rap and Hip-hop scene, and in my opinion, one of the finest and most influential poets of the 20th century. I was lucky enough to have met him briefly, many moons ago, on one of his visits to Glasgow, his ancestral homeland



For my friends in the USA who hope & believe that

Obama might make a difference

I do hope that you all prove me wrong, but logic tells me that if

this strange fiction, or notion, that you call Democracy, ain’t

worked in the past … repeatedly … then it ain’t gonna happen

this time

And there ain’t a Santa either

Grow Up

Here’s Tom Morello


“The Road That I Travel”

for y’all



Many years back, on the very night that the conservative government were at last removed from power in the UK, I caused a massive upset at the celebratory party I was attending in Sheffield, when I had the temerity to loudly suggest that the New Labour government would turn out to be intrinsically no different from the bunch of corrupt bastards we were getting rid of

“No matter who you vote for, the government gets in”

That was the general gist of my argument

Tonight, as the USA awaits its new, black messiah to turn aside the tumultuous tide of recession, intolerance, corruption, war-mongering, exploitation and general fukkwittery that we are enveloped in at the present time … and constantly, if the truth be known … they don’t stop the wars, they just change the venues … !!!

Hail To The Chief

The King Is Dead – Long Live The King

Same Shit – Different Paddle

By-By Bush … Hello Obama


I’d better get started on my Obama posters soon, eh?