Helen McCookerybook

Papa Was A Rolling Pin.

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Batten Down The Hatches

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I have 52 three thousand word essays to mark. See you in a bit.
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Saturday, April 29, 2017

Ho Ho Ho

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Following last week's Friday night out, I decided that Friday-night-outs are a Good Idea, and headed down to Scaledown. I was astonishe...

From the Kitchen: Tour Diary Number Nine, and Bird Talk

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Friday, April 28, 2017

Lux Sings It Like It Is

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Gulp

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Tomorrow I will be taking delivery of 300 lyrics books. I can not imagine how bulky they will be; thank you Maggie for offering to store the...
Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Brian Cant

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Thank you to Jason Thompson for reminding me about the genius of Playaway. I was drawing in my poor sad flat for one in Brighton one afterno...

So Very Oliver

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Shanne asked me if I'd like to go to the unveiling of The Roxy's Blue Plaque (does that sound like a mouthwash?) in Neal Street yest...

I Am Writing A Song

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My eyes may glaze over at inappropriate moments and I might walk out into moving traffic. Is this some sort of mental health issue? I have ...
Monday, April 24, 2017

More Beautiful Trains

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Peaceweapon Armstrong

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Sunday, April 23, 2017

Songs from the Kitchen: Temptation

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Moses

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Many thanks to Dexter Bentley for playing this track on his Resonance show yesterday. After 25 years in the suburban wilderness, I started w...
Saturday, April 22, 2017

York Railway Museum

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Maybe it was being brought up in Wylam, birthplace of George Stephenson (inventor of The Rocket), a tiny village with two stations (North ...

Half Asleep

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I fell half asleep on the train back from York. It would have been better to fall whole asleep, or not at all. I realised that I needed mil...

Spaceheads, Rucksack Cinema and Howie Last Night

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I'm so glad I peeled my lazy butt off the sofa last night. I was going to stay in and be disappointed by the TV schedule again, but inst...
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Music at http://helenmccookerybook.bandcamp.com I can't decide what I want to be. I thought I was an illustrator, and then I turned into a musician by accident. Along the way I've wanted to be a fireman and HGV driver and it's getting too late now! I can't stop writing songs, and if I did, I'd not be able to stop drawing pictures. I wish I could play piano, trumpet and accordion. . I nearly bought a motorbike (BSA Bantam), but spent the money on a bass amplifier instead and joined Joby and the Hooligans in 1977. They morphed into The Chefs, and then I formed Helen and the Horns. I can't resist going into charity shops and buying clothes which I often take back the next day. I've written two books: 'The Lost Women of Rock Music: Female Musicians of the Punk Era', and 'She's At The Controls: Sound Engineering, Production and Gender Ventriloquism in the 21st Century' under the name Helen Reddington, which are available to buy from https://www.equinoxpub.com/home/shes-at-the-controls/ (and will be in your local library) I eat Magnum Classics all summer long, and mini-poppadums all winter. In spring and autumn, I don't eat anything.
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