Black Cat Bone

well ARE YOU?

No, I only come here to BCB for banter about jazz dance. Ask a fucking stupid question ........

Yeah.
But I'm not getting enough..

I'd more apt to talk about Frog (s)....and it would probably be far more interesting...

Purgatory Brite wrote:No, I only come here to BCB for banter about jazz dance. Ask a fucking stupid question ........

Is it the baldness that makes you so bad-tempered, Popey?

Enjoy your lie-down!

The Modernist wrote:Yeah.
But I'm not getting enough..

Not at all, I'm also here to talk about Progressive

I'm on here for the Haribo discussions.

I'm here for the wit and wisdom of Jimbo and Markus. Oh, and the prog.

And to annoy Coan wherever possible. Which is why I voted yes.

Weston Drury, Jnr. wrote:well ARE YOU?

Hell yeah.

I'm here for the spam filter challenge.

I'm here waiting for the next entry in the BCB Top 100. Such a well-organised, successful event.

Up until that time, I'll have to talk about prog. There is nothing else to do here.

Of course not. I love prog, but it only makes up about 15% of my music collection. in the car over the past week, I've been playing Kevin Morby, Israel Nash, Midlake... no prog at all.

All hail the mighty prog! What else is there?

I’d love to talk about music other than prog, but because progressive/prog is the era I came from, I became marginalised by the the aggressive poison and toxicity spewing forth, firstly from solarskope, and then for the last few years, John Coan. Coan wants to shut me down, but he’s not going to. And don’t forget, the current Pink Floyd and Genesis threads were created by Caon himself, through another of his stupid aliases. As a BCB member, I contribute to those threads, because I can, and by changing the thread titles to insult me, Coan just made me more determined to do so.

He's not stopping anyone talking about prog, he's just going to make these boards miserable if no one wants to play with him.

What a sad pair of wankers!

Oh, there he is!
Isn't he lovely?

Paranoia isn't a good look, goons. Nobody's stopping you listening to your silly music.