SHOCK HORROR

Mr Buckfast D.I.Y. Hairdo, whose portrait I placed in the staffroom last week, has been given a makeover by a mystery graffiti artist. (see above). "Don't do drugs" and "Talk to Frank" were among the words of advice scribbled for the young man with the scary Rhys Ifans look..

Comment of the week. Last week's discussion in the staffroom about shocking movie scenes led me to compile a short list of recently watched movies that contain some pretty nasty moments. Rachel (featured above in the poster), and Calum agreed that Irreversible, starring Monica Belluci and Vincent Cassel, was up there with the worst of them. (the movie's soundtrack was made by Thomas Bangalter of Daft Punk.)

PISSED-UP ANTICS

Continuing with the theme of nocturnal mishaps/dangers of the bevvy, comment of the week consisted of:

1.Images of DIY haircut, executed after a bottle of 'the tonic' (buckfast).

2.Drawings of inebriated dudes in a tangle with their seats.

3.Lyrics from ' Dundee's Finest', Kyle Falconer of The View.



Paula gave me a haircut. (see below) Superb! Thanks Paula. She also brought me some photos from her recent trip to Cairo, including her henna tattoo design which will soon be etched in Indian Ink. Forever. My favourite photo was her quick snap, taken from the bus, whilst moving, of a road sign mimicking the pyramid in the background. Also good to see Pacha finding it's franchise way to Cairo...

COMMENT OF THE WEEK

Liam has suggested I have a dead short haircut, then not have it cut again for the rest of the Nine Trades Project, taking snaps of it as it grows. I think it would be a good idea if Liam, with his no holds barred, caustic wit, provides a short comment on the ever evolving hairdo. He is, of course, welcome to offer other observations on any subject.

So, from this wednesday, I hope to have Liam Hansen helping me compile 

' Comment of the Week'. 

Last week's comment of the Week featured Calum's email, sent while on his trip around Europe.

Jenni reckoned that Calum's featured email would have taken him at least three hours to compile, judging by the length of time it takes him to send even a short text!

Finally, I put a notice up regarding the forthcoming exhibition in Dunfermline. We hope to have a bus full of revellers for that.

DEAD ICONS

One of my regular clients, Richard, appeared in the salon on Saturday, complete with photo of Patrick Swayze (and a short video clip on his phone, just to make sure) to assist me with the creation of his new look. Yes, Richard wanted that just off the dancefloor/surfboard rugged-mullet look. This is his third style inspired by sadly no longer with us iconic males. A pattern is emerging.. Who will be next? Micheal Jackson? Maybe not.(not rugged enough) or Jon Bon Jovi? Definitely not. (not dead enough)

COMMENT OF THE WEEK

This week, evergreen raver Keith Flint and his double mohican were the talk of the shopfloor. 

... in the staffroom, more Disco Injuries banter. I left some markers for the staff to add their own details to the posters.

NINE TRADES ON TOUR

Calum's now in his second week of his journey across Europe. Seen above sporting continental lager and Django Reinhardt t-shirt. He's been sending some top snaps of his trip and keeping me up to date with his adventures by email.(see below)

alright alan.started off in valencia,hung out with an orthodox jew from canada,a turban wearing italian and shhtefaan the stereo typical german.not one of them could fucking understand me hardy har.valencia was ace,great bars and clubs!from valencia i headed up to barcalona as i heard there was a festival on up there!place was heaving!firework displays going on that made me think we were under attack from those crazy basque people further north!there were also stages all over the city with bands playing until four in the morning most nights,saw the hives playing in the middle of a scheme,just shhtefaan and me along with ten thousand catalonians,mildly intimadating,thankfully gerry spoke spanish haha.never met anyone new in barca so headed up to pamplona,bad move it was pishing with rain and my hostel was a shithole.i was sharing my room with two swiss guys who had walked all the way from switzerland,they said they were pilgrims and were walking to san tiago.impressive! room was fucking stinking though,they had all their smelly socks and boots all over the shop. boke!had a walk around but was'nt impressed.it seems apart from the bull run there is'nt much going on in pamplona-bit of a dump.maybe i was just in the wrong area but i decided to move on to san sebastion the next day.san sebastion was great,excellent beaches and great food!hooked up with a few ozzy dudes and a couple of irish guys, bad move,i woke after three days of drinking and had one of the worse eyeballer hangovers ever!tired and confused i headed for the train station and got the fuck out of there.i crossed over to hedain in the border of spain and france and from there to biarritz but in my drunken stuper missed my stop so got off in bayonne.by this point was getting a bit pissed off with the lone travelling,even though i was meeting different people along the way most of them had their own adjenda.i was getting bored!I found myself on the train up to paris with no real plan and arrived at 11.30 at night.walked around for a while and managed to get a cheap room  quite close to the eiffel tower.i dumped my shit and had a wander about in desperate need of food-all the way to paris for a mcdonalds haha.been here a couple of days now and think i'll probably head home then do budapest etc in a week!
speak to you soon calum