The early and the late.
Folded:
- Kasteel Cru (spiffy champagne yeast beer, if you can find it)
- President Hollywood (catch Monday’s repeat on BBC4; this is a worthwhile look at the correlation between real life American presidents and those in the movies. Unsurprisingly The West Wing features heavily)
- The return of The Fonejacker (whom we interviewed here)
- Eva Mendes (doesn’t piss us off for some reason)
- 21 on DVD (a load of old tosh you can happily watch on a rainy Saturday evening with your dog and a bag of Chipsticks)
Creased:
- The current spate of Orange cinema promos (first Rob Lowe’s, now Angelica Huston’s – the next one better feature Matt Le Blanc flogging All the Queen’s Men 2: Dragkirk)
- Bring Back Star Wars (fat Bungle JLC talks to unemployed cast members and touches his man boobs – for an hour and forty minutes!!!)
- The Sex Education Show (a close up vagina [not just the dust jacket] before 9.00 pm and a busty lady strapping herself into a corset; passable edutainment for those who didn’t grow up watching Eurotrash we suppose)
- Jam packed replacement bus services for The Tube (smelly)
- CelebAir (can’t wait for CelebCattlebanging, it’s on TMF next year)
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Well sure “Kasteel Cru (spiffy champagne yeast beer, if you can find it)” But really, it’s a bitza!
And it’s only a 5.2%. Down here in Tasmania, with the local brewery in sight of my window, we spit such euro-trash-beer in the gutters.
Try a Cascade “Pale Ale” at 5.5% (and it uses the purest water in the world, locally grown hops, a special yeast that’s been developed over 100yrs and local grains)
And best of all I can tell when a fresh batch is on the way from the heavenly smells, wafting down the valley.
I’ve never tried your Cascade, but can whole heartedly recommend Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. Plus the label doesn’t clash with my linen shirt.
Don’t think I suck’n up but I’ll give that a go if I can get it…
There’s a song doing the rounds, lyrics being “Sierra, I’m going to drink you dry” so, nice touch