Dear people,

I am off to Dorset for a day and a half, and am taking the computer that runs my Radio away with me, to properly sort out the programming schdule for the coming weeks. Therefore there will be no radio till Saturday.

But On Saturday, it will be FINE.

x

— Thursday, August 31st, 2006

The brain fuckery I got flung into after the other night’s marathon investigations was ugly, but, as it goes, a song came out of it. Riffing on the Wu-Tang Clan’s I Can’t Go To Sleep, from The W, I took Isaac Hayes’ cover of Walk On By, flipped it a bit, voiced my upset over the top, sprinkled with bits of Conspiracy Of Silence, et voila. It’s gonna be on ATD14, but for now you can hear the thing on my MySpace page.

— Thursday, August 31st, 2006

Well, I just finished my second radio show on Donsquad radio, which was fun indeed. We had Narstie and Jeres on the line (Narstie told us a joke and sang Thanks For All The AIDS, and Jeres is in Reading, being drunk and investigative), and all manner of excellent tunes. I did not get bit by a monster today. Phew. The show will repeat at 10pm UK time – it is two hours long in duration, and is followed by Kurt Vonnegut’s The Boy Who Hated Girls, which is half an hour long and very good. I shall do another show at 1am, for, like, an hour. After that we’re gonna play The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy. The pattern that will begin to emerge, is that there will be regular shows every day, along with some classic radio plays,repeated a few times so you can all catch them, in your random timezones.

Boy, that bug did a number on me…

— Saturday, August 26th, 2006

See?

It is.

HURRAH FOR ZEF!

HURRAH FOR ME!

I am not going to waste time telling you about all the things in it. Go have a snoop around for yourselves.

I am going to DJ on the radio station until I fall asleep. I had three hours and was up at 7 you know.

UP!

Like this NEW SITE!

RAH RAH RAH RAH!

— Saturday, August 26th, 2006

The new ATD site launches tomorrow. IT IS SEXY!

Anyway: looking about on my MySpace page, it has been my fortune to discover how very beatiful you all are. With this in mind, and the imminent demise of MySpace, it dawns on me that it would be nice to have a place on the site where we can see pictures of you all. So if you’d like to be a visible member of the Don Army, send a picture of yourself, with your name, and any contact details you wish to be displayed, to donarmy@akirathedon.com. All rise!

Oh, and The Gallery, which is all those drawing you’ve been doing,m is looking AMAZING.

So I thank you.

x

— Thursday, August 24th, 2006

I went to see my PR yesterday, and help her write the press release for my album. She mentioned that she’d not been able to look at a newspaper for a week, and had been driven to considering a purchase of Hello.

I can’t blame her. I did it. I didn’t read the news for four days because it was too fucking depressing. As noted earlier on the Rigorous Intuition comments thread,

letting the brownshirts have their way with anyone brave (or foolish) enough to come out in public opposition to them is part of the same strategy of staging fake terror incidents and assigning blame to patsies in child murder & perversion cases in the most obvious, ham-fisted method possible. They know that no one other than the rabid fascists in their camp “believes” or trusts them anymore, so now the strategy is to be blatant about their misdirection and obfuscation. Loosely translated, they’re saying, “Fuck you. Whad’ya gonna do about it?”

Wth reagrds to the recent “Sheiks On A Plane” nonsense, an ICM poll in today’s Guardian, reveals that “only 20% of all voters, and 26% of Labour voters, say they think the government is telling the truth about the threat, while 21% of voters think the government has actively exaggerated the danger.”

Neo Labour today are looking at “the lowest figure recorded by ICM for the Guardian since just before the 1987 election and the second lowest since the poll series began in 1984.”

What do animals do when backed into conrners? And how about provenly genocidal, despotic, mad-eyed public school boys?

Let us consider the wise words of Lou Reed, from 1989′s There Is No Time:

This is no time for Celebration
This is no time for Shaking Heads
This is no time for Backslapping
This is no time for Marching Bands
This is no time for Optimism
This is no time for Endless Thought
This is no time for my country Right or Wrong
Remember what that brought
There is no time

This is no time to turn away and drink
or smoke some vials of crack
This is a time to gather force
and take dead aim and Attack
This is no time for Celebration
This is no time for Saluting Flags
This is no time for Inner Searchings
The future is at head
This is no time for Phony Rhetoric
This is no time for Political Speech
This is a time for Action
because the future’s Within Reach

— Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006