A Rant. Deliver me from the heart of the misery ...

... quote from the song "Delivery" written by Peter Doherty and performed by  Babyshambles.

link to video of  the song  "Delivery" by Babyshambles   E.M.I. 2007  directed by Douglas Hart

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=delivery+babyshambles+official+video&oq=delivery+babyshambles&gs_l=youtube-reduced.1.3.0l4.99136.106778.0.112354.21.9.0.12.12.0.198.1038.1j8.9.0...0.0...1ac.mmvqPFHT3_g...

Brighton punks, WhitMonday 1979 ©Paul Roundhill

all characters in this blog are fictitious,


nothing is true, everything is permissible

 Chiang Mai was of course the "heart of the misery" or at least the  Golden Triangle, notorious centre of opium production and heroin, so it is ironic that  Lazy Eye management chose this region and this rehab centre ......... as Bogart said .. " of all the bars in all the world ...."

Was it genius or irony or cynicism and why did a partner in the company that divest Peter of 40% of his income accompany him into rehab?

Why after three weeks there was Peter still being prescribed methadone?

What kind of qualifications are required to manage a world-class talent?

Sophistry, power, cocaine, banking, corporations, nicotine, the masses of the opium. poppy day - morphine and bullets. alcoholism, Islam, the wedding at Canaa, the Somme Afghanistan the FARC the Taliban.

 A world of denial..

What is becoming clear is that the Chiang Mai rehab deal engineered by Andy Boyd was a kind of "contra deal",  publicity in exchange for recovery, the p.r. is desperately bandying the name of Michael Barrymoore around in its attempts to maximise the opportunity. elephant trekking, luxuriously appointed cabins. A sort of Champneys crossed with Glasto - without drugs, on the river Ping ... ahh there's an irony ...."Ping"  Barclays, South American investments.

Lets face it addiction is a logical step forward from existentialism in mankind's attempts at wrestling with the condition of life ....I'm stoned therefor I am ...  and if you ask me ... which you are not doing .. because what the fuck do I know? We are in a world of denial where the dead hand of vested interests ... the alcohol trade, governments, the church, the banks and corporations fail to rise to the challenge that faces us all - human nature and rivers of money as great as the mighty Amazon.

People like Cameron sneaking into toilets in groups at parties, Blair and Bush going "out the back" at Camp David. Blair's remark to Noel Gallagher at no 10. WEDGE

Coca-Cola makes a good time great.

Peter might have failed in this latest rehab attempt but as he once said to me as I pleaded with him to consider the potential outcome and ramifications of immersion in class A"s , his personal well-being, his fame, his family - "We must face it bravely" -Whitechapel 2003

follow link to video of first recorded version of the song "Delivery"

,http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPUVfdDxQ7U

He is at the very least, for all his complexity, an honest man and a genuine artist, he is impossible not to love.

I must listen more carefully to the lyrics of "Delivery". (EMI)

Words from Thailand

Whitechapel 2006 ©Paul Roundhill

am inching along 

getting a little upset,

too familiar the old righteous surge

wanna dive into the River Ping...upon the muddy, rainforest thick banks on which I reside right now.

wanna meet me in Cambodia?

Truly it'd be a blast

Ballast

forlock flicking introspection

grasping each  erection

ballache

viva

Bala chadda 

Rehab in Thailand

 Peter will have begun his treatment at the Cabin Chiang Mai we wish him well

 photograph of the singer during his 2006 stint at the Priory, North London. © Paul.Roundhill@yahoo.co.uk contact for global syndication.

http://www.thecabinchiangmai.com/site/

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Peaches Geldof's pink scooter to be auctioned for charity

In an inpromptu interview with P.D.L.E.N.U. the troubled genius has revealed that he will be offering the aforementioned motor-scooter for auction. Peter Doherty was and is a friend and mentor to the scion of the Geldof clan. He bought the smart peach coloured vintage style scooter as a wedding present for Peaches but she unfortunately was divorced before the presentation could take place.

"things happen so quickly nowadays" he said from his Paris apartment.

The Cob gallery sale of his possessions has left him feeling stripped bare and he has had to cast about to find anything at all which he can now call his own. He has not yet revealed the charity to which proceeds will go but bidding is expected to be fierce for this unique and colourful piece of Rock and Roll memorabilia.

The scooter is in almost mint condition and would be an ideal addition to the Hard Rock Cafe collection or similar archive.

Peaches achieved some notoriety when the singer claimed that she pinched his bum before he went onstage to perform a duet with Elton John on T-Rex's hit "children of the revolution" at Hyde Park's Band Aid concert thereby throwing his timing off and wrecking what might have been his greatest moment.
The attention from young Peaches together with a public kiss from the ageing millionaire is thought to have thrown the warbling lothario into a confusion regarding his sexuality from which he has yet to recover.

Interested bidders should contact this site for details.  

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chasing the dragon - Kate Moss moves house

you are entering a looking-glass world where you believe that you are chasing the dragon "How bold!" In fact the dragon is taking you, little by little, the dragon is gentle and sweet - at first he takes only your little finger and you don't mind - Its worth it - its only your little finger. Bit by bit the dragon takes more and more and you don't mind. "What did I need friends for?" Now I will be undisturbed with my good friend the dragon". For everyone this process is a unique experience and for everybody it is exactly the same. You will let the dragon take you bit-by-bit until he has taken EVERYTHING.

you are cognisant with the term: BIOLOGICAL IMPERATIVE. 

(you are IN the dragon)

Supermodel Kate Moss and husband Jamie Hince have moved house to an address in Highgate that was home to English mystic, seer and artist William Blake as well as philosopher, poet and life-long opium addict Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

Back in 2005 Kate was betrayed by trusted associates who sold mobile-phone footage of her racking up lines to the gutter press. With her career apparently in free-fall Kate expediently booked into the five-star celebrity rehab clinic "The Meadows" in Arizona.

At the East London Mosque the brothers were heard to declaim "The Jewess has been cast down by Allah, and has gone to the desert to repent." followed by "Thus also will the infidel Doherty be hurled 

... into perdition, Inch Allah. 

Samuel Taylor Coleridge was a leader of the Romantic movement; deeply influenced by the natural world and closely involved with the political and spiritual philosophy of his day; an associate of William Wordsworth, Thomas deQuincey, Josiah Wedgewood and other great minds of his day. 

Coleridge lived and wrote amongst the Quantock hills in Somerset and was a member of a group centred around Dr Beddowes of Bristol.

He wrote the poem "Kublah Khan" supposedly while under the influence of opium but his compositional stream was cut short by the arrival of an insurance salesman knocking at the door of his cottage. Coleridge was supposedly disturbed and thrown off-track by this mundane herald of commerce and was unable ever to return to the inspired state to finish the poem. "The man from Porlock stole my buzz " he was reputed to have said.

Or a Vision in a Dream. A Fragment

In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure dome decree:Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man    Down to a sunless sea.So twice five miles of fertile groundWith walls and towers were girdled round:And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;And here were forests ancient as the hills,Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slantedDown the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!A savage place! as holy and enchantedAs e'er beneath a waning moon was hauntedBy woman wailing for her demon lover!And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,A mighty fountain momently was forced:Amid whose swift half-intermitted burstHuge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail:And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and everIt flung up momently the sacred river.Five miles meandering with a mazy motionThrough wood and dale the sacred river ran,Then reached the caverns measureless to man,And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from farAncestral voices prophesying war!    The shadow of the dome of pleasure    Floated midway on the waves;    Where was heard the mingled measure    From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device,A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!     A damsel with a dulcimer    In a vision once I saw;    It was an Abyssinian maid,    And on her dulcimer she played,    Singing of Mount Abora.    Could I revive within me    Her symphony and song,    To such a deep delight 'twould win me,That with music loud and long,I would build that dome in air,That sunny dome! those caves of ice!And all who heard should see them there,And all should cry, Beware! Beware!His flashing eyes, his floating hair!Weave a circle round him thrice,And close your eyes with holy dread,For he on honey-dew hath fed,

And drunk the milk of Paradise