MM on mail.........

Muxloes Musings today launches its 2007 appeal - don't worry there will be no Blue Peter style 'bring and buy' sales or lanky haired and foul mouthed Irish punks telling you to 'give us your fookin money'.

Last week I arrived home at Muxloe Manor to find a parcel waiting for me. It was a 'care package' posted by my friend and erstwhile 'co-singer' Sugar Kane all the way from the other side of the Pond (not forgetting added contributions from the cool Concorde Crew!). This was a surprise that it is no exaggeration to say made my day, nay make that week......and it got me to musing.

In these days of the information super highway how often do people send snail mail post? Not very often I suspect, mailboxes only ever fill with bills and take away menus - it seems that old fashioned post is just too 20th century. Wouldn't it make your 21st century day to find a card, letter or parcel amongst the junk?

So Muxloe's Musings have decided to launch an appeal for every reader of this humble blog to send something unexpected by post to someone who you think will love to receive it. That's all, nothing more nothing less - do it for Muxloe, get out there and pop something in the post. It'll make somebody's week.

.......and how about leaving a comment letting us know what you sent to whom and how they reacted.....(actually maybe this is turning into Blue Peter!)

MM on random tunes and fantastical places....

As regular MM readers will know I have a penchant for Lidl caviar. Whilst stocking up this weekend, wandering down the day glow aisles with a fuzzy head and desire to be somewhere else, anywhere else actually, I had my Ipod set to shuffle. Surrounded by screaming kids, trolleys ramming my ankles and a plethora of signs proclaiming of Lidl offers ‘that’s cheap’ the shuffle skipped to ‘Higher than the Sun’ by Primal Scream. A truly great song this is a tune I’ve listened to in some seriously special places – the Great Thar Desert at sunset and the ruins of Tikal at dawn spring to mind. It occurred to me that shopping in Lidl was as far removed from Bobby Gillespie’s original vision as could be possible. But in a way, maybe it was everything he was trying to preach;

“My brightest stars my inner light, let it guide me…….I’m floating in a space free of time, I find a higher state of grace in my mind…... I’ve glimpsed I have tasted, fantastical places, my soul’s an oasis, higher than the sun…..”

Maybe Bobby might actually be proud to think that no matter how mundane things get, in my mind I’m still living the dream!

All of which got me to wondering – where have you been when a totally out of context or inappropriate song has provided a soundtrack to the moment? Answers in a comment please (remember you don’t need to sign up to comment, but please identify yourself)…….. I’ll set the ball rolling; a family in Sri Lanka invited me to a lovely crab curry dinner. Thoughtfully they played on a loop the only English record they had - ‘Like a Rhinestone cowboy’. At first this was mildly amusing but soon became extremely tedious. Being the polite well raised young man that I am I did not complain, however it ran so long that it mercifully became amusing once more. Over to you.

MM on music musings.....

setting my sails on the coat-tails of sound theory I have started writing for a music review website (see my debut review on 'the earlies' at London's Scala) any positive/arse kissy comments would be welcome to boost my standing in the chimpomatic pecking order. in the words of those boys who are beastie 'check check check it out'. (click on 'chimpomatic' in the 'links' section below left but please come back!!!!)

MM on moving to Minnesota and moving into my 4th decade.........

Muxloe nearly flipped out and lost the plot last week. So much so that if there'd been just a few more pennies in my account then I'd have run away to Minnesota without so much of a hint of a goodbye to anyone. This is true, it was a serious plan but all this will have to be a musing for another time....in the mean time you patient followers of MM have waited long enough. So here is the first of the clips from the MM hiatus highlights package including all the important news from my absence. Best to imagine this with a 'life of reilly' or paul hardcastle soundtrack like the goal of the month competition or top 40 countdown from days or yore.

In January I hit 30. A top quality evening was held to celebrate/commiserate this momentus moment surrounded by many of my favourite people (some of whom were less favoured after plying me with deadly black sambuccas). This photo has been cunningly mocked up to suggest that I was blind drunk but in actual fact on moving into my 4th decade I also developed a hernia, so am just doubled over in pain...honestly the sambuccas are irrelevant. As I said in my thank you email at the time 'the best thing about turning 30 is that I've had time to collect so many amazing friends'.

Anybody able to help me out with other reasons to be thankful for turning 30 'cos frankly I'm currently struggling?

MM on treating 'em mean and keepin 'em keen.......

In much the way that Muxloe refuses to text girls he's taken a shine to in a vain hope they will even notice the 'treat em mean keep em keen' tactics, I've taken a hiatus from MM recently. But fear not I'm back! It seems such tactics might actually work as regular readers of MM - I hesitate to term them fans - have kicked up a fuss the like of which hasn't been seen since his Bobness went electric back in '65. A concerted campaign of nagging was surely enough to prompt MM's resurrection but one particular regular had to take things too far........


.................On a recent visit to Muxloe Manor, great friend and supporter of this humble blog, Sound Theory, decided enough was enough and took the campaign to another level. Though he insisted that the dirty protest on the top step of the death trap stairs must have been carried out by a local fox, the law of primary school playground (justice which Muxloe still adhere's to) suggests that 'whoever denied it, supplied it'. (see photo for exhibit A in the case of Muxloe v. S. Theory) The prosecution argues that proof of this guilt surely comes from the legal precedent that as the first to 'spot' this dirty protest Sound Theory is condemned under the ruling that 'whoever smelt it dealt it'. Shame on you Sound Theory - though you did at least bring me to my senses for which I pass on a thousand thanks! How do you respond to this charge?


News from Muxloe's magical mystery tour and absence to follow, thank you for your patience and stay posted folks.......