Homage of the week...
… goes to my friend Lyndsey Cockwell, fresh from her extended Berlin sojourn, performing on Friday in the Arts Theatre Club in Soho.
Those of you who knew me in the early 1990s will remember my trials and tribulations as Lyndsey’s boss (never employ a lesbian dominatrix as an assistant - they won't follow orders). Luckily those days are long gone and Lyndsey has found her spiritual home, on stage walloping the hell out of a bass guitar and beating the crowd into submission with each swoop of her false eyelashes.
Described by Whyer Magazine as “Vita Sackville-West meets Lydia Lunch in cyberspace”, Lyndsey enterrrrrrtained us marvellously with six of the best of what she likes to call her “chick-lick rock-songs”, leaving not a dry, err, eye in the house. Cockers, I salute you!
Lyndsey's website
Lyndsey on Myspace
posted by Lady V at 7:39 pm
16 Comments:
hoorah she lives.
loving your pal.
my good friend lisa gave me a book recently entitled the man who ate bluebottles and other british eccentrics and thought she would recite the following to me:
re: baroness victoria-joseja sackville-west
"she economized by writing letters on filched hotel notepaper, the backs of advertizements, and on one occasion on a slice of cooked ham"
i for one have done all the above as am sure have you tots.
bottoms up. loving lyndsey
indeed so, totty, indeed so.. AND she shagged Virginia W...
Bottoms up this weekend..
this the MOTHER.
YOU pig. not that filthy vita
tot-blog-tennis. Ten love to you. I heart the pod.
get back to the country post.
mulling a separate post devoted to dolly's tits. surely the 8th wonder of the world.
blogging is the new posting. we're trailblazers. as always.
i meant blogging is the new emailing
more drugs here please
Blogging is the new partner. Witty repartee, keeping one occupied on a cold winter's night, y'know. Errr... and you can drink and smoke whilst doing it. Perfect.
And you can wear really crap clothes while you do it. Greying pyjamas. Bedsocks. eh, totty, eh?
sporting a "thatched cottage" hairstyle...
eschewing cashews and dental hygiene
ignore ash on clean bed sheets
scotch. rather than the cheap chianti bought at the local paki shop.
none of that sinister spinster talk.
got lots of "art" films. read into that more talented sofia like films
Bring them to Maremma. It's vital to keep up with the cultural side of life.
Thatched cottage hairdo - check.
Dental hygiene - what's that?
Ash on clean sheets - yep
Cheap chianti - not cheap enough. It was bad of me to raid the money people pledged 3 years ago to do the marathon and spend on booze and fags. But I'll pay it back.
Sinister spinster sphincter.
another bad personal hygiene day
gin
now
oh tots, you're never anonymous....
together, we're rarely sober.
tot power
since blog is the new email
tots, your future gf:
http://woolfianfeministqueries.blogspot.com/
Tots. Genius. She's a bit lacking in humour though, no?
yes she's a miserable dyke.
comes as part of the virginia legacy
tots. how about miss TEEN america?
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