Showing posts with label jock Scot poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jock Scot poet. Show all posts

Tuesday, 11 December 2012

TO LONDON WITH LOVE POSTCARD SHOW NOW ON PHOTOS OF FAT WHITE FAMILY PLAYING AT SHOW

Tanks to the fat white family z for zombie and jock scot for playing at the show last thursday it was fab.and tanks one million to all the artists who took part in the show.and tanks to material for having us.the show is on till the 24th so if in shoreditch pop by and take a look at all the cools postcards bye for now kiss kiss xox

Tuesday, 4 December 2012

Interview on rough trade blog with robert rubbish and will burns

I have an interview with will burns on the rough trade blog please check it out all about to london with love postcard show kisses xox xxx

Thursday, 22 November 2012

TO LONDON WITH LOVE COMING SOON 6th dec

Artists in the show so far: Artists from LE GUN colab drawings, Heretic printmakers,Alex Wright, Stephanie von Reiswitz, Hannah Bays, Neal Fox, Robert Rubbish, Dr.D,Andrew James Jones, Ivor Tiger Jones, Kate McMorrine,Poppy Chancellor,Jock scot,Nina Chakrabarti,ben branagan,Michael Smith(giro playboy),harry pye,jerry fox, Ana Kazaroff and many more tbc.................

Friday, 16 November 2012

JOCK SCOT AND ROBERT RUBBISH SHAKE ON IT

so one week ago today i did meet with jock scot in the upstairs of the french house dean street soho.we did talk and enjoy the night.shine on jock xox Self-professed "poet & tragedian", Jock Scot was born in Leith in 1952 & began his career in the music industry as a renown supplier of "good vibes" to entertainers as diverse as Ian Dury & The Blockheads, The Clash, Blondie, Talking Heads, Taj Mahal, Dr. Feelgood, Viv Stanshall & Wreckless Eric. After waking up in a broom cupboard at the end of a particularly arduous tour, Jock settled in West London just as the scene there, centred around The Warwick Castle pub off the Portobello Road, was regenerating. It was at The Warwick that he began reading his poetry publicly, to the acclaim of "speed-crazed street sweepers & landed gentry" alike, his anointed raconteur's voice sounding as if it might slide off of it's bar stool at any moment, much like it's owner.