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The Hudson River Project - a Film by James Bowthorpe and Antony Crook

Now some of you may know James Bowthorpe for his circumnavigation of the world on his bike, others may know him as part of The Rig Out Magazine crew.

He along with Athony Crook are endeavouring to put together a film where James rows a boat made purely from New York City dwellers rubbish from the source of the Hudson River into the great city. The film will take in the sights and sounds along the way, looking at how New York was founded and ultimately revolved around the Hudson.

Certainly an interesting project and no doubt worth a look purely for the aesthetic of it and no doubt top end clobber that will be on show throughout. Take a look at the website for more info


Above is the teaser video of upcoming film ‘Northern Soul’. I am always caught with mixed feelings when this sort of film is relased, its very difficult to know where to pitch them. Captturing a movement or subculture 30 years on comes with a number of issues. I hope they do the soul scene justice and portray it in a good light.

I wait with baited breath. In the meantime check out the website

Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?

Depends which side you butter your toast I suppose……….. this lot would disagree



         For the greater good.


Karl Marx:

         It was a historical inevitability.



         So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken

         which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but

         also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend

         with such a paragon of avian virtue?  In such a manner is the

         princely chicken’s dominion maintained.



         Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.


Jacques Derrida:

         Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within the

         act of the chicken crossing the road, and each interpretation is

        equally valid as the authorial intent can never be discerned,

         because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!


Thomas de Torquemada:

         Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I’ll find out.


Timothy Leary:

         Because that’s the only kind of trip the Establishment would

         let it take.


Douglas Adams:




         Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes

         also across you.


Oliver North:

         National Security was at stake.


B.F. Skinner:

         Because the external influences which had pervaded its sensorium

         from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that it

         would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to

         be of its own free will.


Carl Jung:

         The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that

         individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and

         therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.


Jean-Paul Sartre:

         In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the

         chicken found it necessary to cross the road.


Ludwig Wittgenstein:

         The possibility of “crossing” was encoded into the objects

         “chicken” and “road”, and circumstances came into being which

         caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.


Albert Einstein:

         Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the

         chicken depends upon your frame of reference.



         To actualize its potential.


Samuel Beckett:

         It got tired of waiting.



         If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.


Albert Camus:

        The gods had commanded it to cross and recross the road.


Winston Churchill:

        It was moving into broad sunlit uplands…


Howard Cosell:

         It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to

         grace the annals of history.  An historic, unprecedented avian

         biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement

         formerly relegated to homo sapiens pedestrians is truly a

         remarkable occurence.


Salvador Dali:

         The Fish.



         It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.


Emily Dickinson:

         Because it could not stop for death.


Conan Doyle:

        It is quite a three-pipe problem, Watson.


T. S. Eliot:

        To examine the wasteland for worms.



         For fun.


Ralph Waldo Emerson:

         It didn’t cross the road; it transcended it.


Richard Feynman:

        Surely it was joking.


Johann Wolfgang von Goethe:

         The eternal hen-principle made it do it.


Ernest Hemingway:

         To die.  In the rain.


Werner Heisenberg:

         We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it

         was moving very fast.


David Hume:

         Out of custom and habit.


Saddam Hussein:

         This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite

         justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.


George Mallory:

        Because it was there.


Jack Nicholson:

         ‘Cause it (censored) wanted to.  That’s the (censored) reason.

A very ‘CasualCo ramble’

Went for a hike around Easedale, Raise and Tarn Crag above Grasmere on Friday to make the most of the good weather and put some Casual Co clobber to use. Enjoy

'Right back where we started from'……………..

This weekend was the VFM Morecambe Scooter rally and soul weekender, here are some pics from the Saturday. Proof if ever it was needed that the Lambretta LI150 special is indeed a piece of art.

There are things in the world that emobody ‘cool’, often the littlest things, just hints here and there but instantly you think bloody hell I want a bit of that. The two that do it for me are Ray-Bans and Zippo lighters. How many films have you seen with some slick haired chap driving up the Californian coast in a bright red all american convertible, bright shining ray bans and a white filtered snout lit with a shiny zippo. Oozes cool like nothing else.

Zippos have it all, created in Bradford Pennsylvania by George, Blaisdell. They were based on an Austian lighter design originally with some tweaks later. during the 2nd world war they became unavailable to consumers and were made solely for the US Army. After the war years they became the mainstay of ad campaigns, smoking was cool, boozing was cool. The Zippo embodied that.

The Zippo also became a counter culture embodiment of rebellion during the Vietnam war, due to to top brass frowning upon recruits writing peace slogans on their Helmets the GI’s began to inscribe their army issue Zippos, some of the art work and wording on them is amazing. Chilling, funny and heartfelt. Well worth a look.

The good chaps at the Casual Connossieur have commisioned their own Zippo with a distinctly North West flavour, something I cant wait to get my grubby paws on.

To me, being a gangster was better than being the President of the United States…………….

How I hate those who are dedicated to producing conformity.

William Burroughs

Novelist, poet, killer, genius.

This tune is often described as the best Northern Soul tune ever. I’m not sure about that as there are a load of absolute stormers however this is one my favourites.

You cant hear this without wanting to shuffle your feet about and chuck some talc down. If you dont want to do this please dont ever come here again, your not welcome.

I saw these a few weeks ago and thought they were ace. I am really interested in design and different interpretations of thins we know. The graphic style rework of these looks ace, gives them a dead 60’s feel. There seems to be a lot of minimalist reworkings of stuff like this at the moment, I dig it and that.