Physically tip-top, spinally ripped up/ I do the science on my laptop, get my boys mashed up....

Dull and soundless day at the slang editorial. Hooked up with Indie and J Ol at the highly dangerous Colony Rooms. It's where they (sort of) allow smoking but have banned mobile phones. Good attitude.

Out on my skateboard the night is just hummin/ And the gum smacks are the pulse I'll follow if my walkman fades..

Groundhog day at the 12 Bar as JAYMAY played again. Then onto the now infamous Folk Club in the bunker in Soho. Great line up of dark lords in the house. The ghost sent me a strange picture today.

I don't like your fashion buisness mister/ And I don't like those drugs that keep you thin/ And I don't like what happened to my sister...

Ran into Rayner then to the OBL to photograph the Vice Magazine Junta. 9/11 skies over London today.

Baby I know you love the good old days/ Crusin' down The Long Island Expressway/ I used to be dead but now I'm gay..

We are the goon squad and we're coming to town

The M.O.D have some fresh new threads in their autumn/winter collection. You shouldn't be seen dead in anything else (picture at the top by Simon Everitt)

If you're havin' girl problems I feel bad for you son/ I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one

The dawgs got themselves fed down at Mirch Masala in Tooting then back to tha endz for Sagres and brandy with the Portugezzers.

On the corner of main street/ Just tryin' to keep it in line

Visited a fabric shop for the first time in 10 years then onto Borough Market for Venison burgers. Somebody should open a KFC there. Eliza was taking lots of pictures.

I'm guided by signal in the heavens/ I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin/ I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons

Your eyes are just like black spiders
Your hair and dress in ribbons. Babycakes
In despair or incoherent. Nothing in between
China white my bride tonight
Smiling on the tiles

Bring that minute back
We never get as close as when the sunward flight begins

I share it all with you
Powder blue
Stumble through the crowds together
They're trying to ignore us. That's o.k.
I'm proud to be the one you hold when the shakes begin

Sallow skinned, starry eyed, blessed
In our sin.

(elbow)

I left my throne a million miles away/ I drink from your tears/ I sing the blues everyday

Through the crosstown traffic in the Vice Staff Black BMW listening to the new J Spaceman stuff (totally fucking amazing) to see Capper's mate Russell do an extreme noise laptop performance with loads of lasers. Bouncer was in the house. At the end Russell made devil horn signs and attempted to raise old Louis Cypher himself from the depths of the Underworld. Elsewhere the new Wu album '8 Diagrams' impacts global on December 4th.

That little faggot got his own jet airplane/ that little faggot he a millionaire

Scooted to Viceland at lunch. Bumped into Jamie James. He's a butt naked playa. Spent last night talking to a ghost on the phone.

I asked the painter why the roads are coloured black/ "He said Steve, It's because people leave and no highway will bring them back"

Met Caughtbytheriver.net and followed the amazing and talented JAYMAY (check her Myspace) across Soho to various gigs she was doing. Ended up at 57 Greek Street in an impromptu jam session with the Heavenly Politburo. Romeo from The Magic Numbers turned up and did, er, a couple of numbers. Ace night. Like Greenwich Village in the sixties or something. Wouldn't have been surprised if Leonard Cohen had turned up. Can't believe Jack Bauer is in lock down for 48 days. Surely no prison can hold him?

Lived in a brownstone/ lived in the ghetto/ I've lived all over this town

An extremely annoying and fruitless weekend scouring the capital for rooms and flats while dealing with soulless dead eyed Robber Baron bastard landlords. Magnolia is the colour of English depression. Oh, and Dogface is in trouble back north for fighting with a Staffie in the Barrel. My Dad unwisley intervened and got a lump taken out of his leg...Papa Jock is now on Anti-Biotics...On a happier note I went to see 'Control' It's about Joy Divison, suicide, shit northern towns and is in black and white. It's really good.