Brut Farce

Oh my god. People still wear Brut. I was getting onto a train at Hammersmith last night, when I got a whiff of the legendary fragrance wafting from the neck of some (presumably, unless gender boundaries have been completely eroded) fella.
Instantly, I was right back in my teenage bedroom: posters of big-titted pop bimbo Sabrina staring down at me from the walls; spots blossoming on my greasy little chin; and an arsenal of Brut products lined up on my shelf: roll-on, spray, aftershave, shower gel: Christ, if they'd made Brut flavoured toothpaste, I'd have used it.
I still didn't ever get to cop off with Sarah Reeves, despite dowsing myself with the stuff.
Come to think of it, I want my money back!

As If By Magic, Mr Benn Appeared

Well, I've been too hot and sweaty to update my blog for about 6 weeks. And I'm sure my millions of readers will have been very disappointed.

Anyway, I've just had a very exciting email from a far flung and officious-sounding bit of the BBC (Entertainment Copyright), saying that The Mitch Benn Music Show would like to use my Text Song on BBC7 October 25th.

I had to think about that one for a long while.

About three seconds.

The series starts on 11th October, and airs at 08h30 and 22h00.

Visit the BBC7 website or Mitch Benn's website for more details.

Don't forget, The Text Song is from my New Album, "Hobbledehoy", available from my website. Click here for more details.