The Yamaha DTX Explorer. Lots of different sounds...fun to play. Mrs Vinylsol and I went down to KC's Rock Shop some years ago, to buy her a piano. And I bought this. youtu.be/T6y20zrzgjk?...

Cold, wet and gray in Boronia this morning. Need something warm, melodic and atmospheric to get me through the morning. This will fit the bill nicely.

Two overweight men go into a bar. One says - 'Your round..' and his friend replies 'So are you, you fat bastard..." Boom boom...Aye thang yew.............

What mountain range do you find halfway down your legs? The Pyrenees !! Boom Boom......everyone a winner...thank you folks, I'm here all week.............

How do you say "I'm sorry" to someone when you can't bring yourself to say "I'm sorry"? My preferred method is "Would you like a cup of tea?"

I love mornings. Waking up, snuggled up in bed, waiting for the maid to come in and light the fire in my room and the footman to bring my breakfast. Lovely. Except I haven't got a fire in my room. And I haven't got a maid. ....or a footman.

Coming home tonight I was driving behind a jeep which had the slogan 'There Is Only One Jeep' on the back window. What bollocks. I saw another one this morning and one a few days ago, so there's at least three of them. (Unless it was the same one, travelling around a bit.....)

In 1978 I was living in south London when my girlfriend, Daisy, went down to Brighton for the day and I asked her to bring me back some rock. I was expecting spearmint or peppermint but she brought this back and handed it to me, laughing. 47 years later, I still have it.

The opening aerial shots in 'The Sound Of Music' and 'Where Eagles Dare' are set in the same part of the world and are very similar. As the films develop however, the body count in the latter cinematic extravagance does significantly exceed the former. And Richard Burton doesn't sing anything.

Rewatching this excellent British detective series. Brilliant stuff but - disappointed that not a single episode ends with an apprehended villain turning to the camera, twirling a moustache and saying "Curses! Foyled again!"

Tickets to Tronics gigs, 1970s. Ronnie Scott's added a 'K' to the spelling. When we were still the Gits we apparently played a benefit for Friends Of The Earth. That doesn't sound very punk. I think the Rock Garden gig was recorded.

Strange women lying around in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government.

I love drums. The crack of a well-tuned snare, the sizzle of a ride cymbal and the clang of a crash, the hiss of a hi-hat, the warm woody thud of a roll around the toms and the deep thud of a bass drum working in time with a bass guitar.

"Me and Mrs Vinylsol.... we got a thing going on.."

It's a cold, wet and windy night here in leafy Boronia. Best to stay inside, where it's warm.

My beautiful granddaughter, Leesan. Much loved, much missed. 💔💔

Bored with being heterosexual? Try Ovaltine! 😁 (Click pic for full view)

People who play golf are golfers, people who play cricket are cricketers, people who play football are footballers - so why aren't people who play tennis called tennisers?

Evening's come and I am home Returned from my toil Give me food and give me drink And rub me down with oil (In order for this to scan properly, 'Returned' should be pronounced 'Return-ed'. Thank-you.)

Next on the turntable, a nice bit of easy listenIng (!) from Melbourne's own Fuck The Fitzroy Doom Scene - "The Future Looks Clear". And it's on clear vInyl, of course.

My first band, 1971. Bringing country and pop to the pubs and halls of Wellington, the Hutt Valley and the Kapiti Coast. Spot the 15 year old drummer at the back! Anybody got a copy of our only record, "Moonshine"/"Mountain Dew", on the Sonic label? Would love to get a copy.

Mrs Vinylsol and I are rewatching "Poirot" which means we have our sweepstake going on - we bet on which minute of the show Captain Hastings will first say "Good Lord!"

When I was a boy in the sixties there was a joke going around... "What happened to Helena Rubinstein?" "Max Factor" Oh, come on....we were ten years old, for chrissakes 😆

This is from a few years ago. We had to start leaving the garage side door open when she decided to move in. Soon we couldn't go in at all; not until her family had hatched, grown and moved out as, once the chicks were born, she panicked if we got too close.

I have been cleaning out the cupboards in my office. This process involves the following three steps - 1) Taking everything out 2) Looking at it 3) Putting it back in again.

As far as I can tell, headwear is the only clothing item that ever get doffed. Nobody ever doffs their shirt or pants do they? You can't, I suppose. And it seems to me that, when it comes to doffing, it's a bit wasteful to devote an entire verb just to one, increasingly rare, activity.

I think it was the Methodists who described tea as "the drink that refresheth but doth not inebriate". This is easily fixed - just drop a bit of whiskey or gin in it.

Went to Boronia shops, had a look round the opportunity shop, came home with a sailing ship. Sigh...said Mrs Vinylsol. More junk.

The great Ngaruawahia Music Festival, January 1973. La De Das, Itambu, Black Sabbath, Shane, Blerta, Fairport Convention, Ticket, Split Enz, Butler, Billy T.K.'s Powerhouse, Mammal, many others. A great weekend (though I get arrested).

"If at first you don't succeed, try again. Then give up. No sense being a damn fool about it". (W.C. Fields)

The Marquee, 1978. Wire are going through their set, I'm down the front and a twat up the back keeps calling out "play I Am The Fly!". Lewis goes up to the mic and shouts "WE'RE NOT A FUCKIN' JUKEBOX!". Only thing the band said all night.

"I'M NOT INTERESTED IN YOUR PROBLEMS! WHERE'S MY FRIGGIN' DINNER?"

I reckon Adam was a bit of a loser. If I was in a garden with a naked woman the last thing that I would find tempting would be a goddamn apple.

I named this boy Dexter after Dexter Dutton from the 60s radio show "Life With Dexter" but I've now been told there's a TV show called Dexter about a serial killer and people think I named him after him. I didn't know. My Dexter's a good lad and hasn't killed anyone.

It's 2:30 on a Wednesday afternoon and it's cold. I'm going to rehearsal and I hope Paul's got the heating on.

Memories from 2018....two visiting grandkids settled in for the night; tucked in tight by Grandma and signing off with a final rude gesture at Grandad.

The Roxy Theatre, Manners Street, Wellington - home of Sunday midnight cult double bills. It was in this glorious fleapit that I first discovered the brilliance of Hammer horror.

In 1979 I was playing in The Reds and we would rehearse in a basement in Railton Road in Brixton. After rehearsal we would go for a pint in the pub on the nearby street corner. This was the pub the night of the Brixton riots... The next morning it was gone....burned to the ground.

I don't want to be in an air disaster or emergency, heaven forbid - but I would like to have a go sliding down those emergency exit chutes.

I don't care, somebody loves me.

Teacher has been giving a lesson in British history and, at the end, says "now, children, which three kings have brought the most happiness throughout history?" Little Johnny puts his hand up. "Yes, Johnny?" "Please miss, it's smo-king, drin-king and fu-.." "THANK YOU, JOHNNY! THAT'S ENOUGH!"

Perry Mason - "The Case Of the Treacherous Toupee", 1960. The young man with Raymond Burr went on to become one of America's best loved actors.

Emmerson Blue, at work.

From 1971, the debut album from The Chapta, featuring their powerful original prog rock classic "Journey To The Sun" and a killer version of The Ides Of March's "Vehicle".

I love language! Watching a doco about WW2 on SBS and this delightful British historian just said "The Red Army left the retreating Germans completely discombobulated."

"My father drove round town in his Cortina, a vodka bottle stuck between his legs. He looked at Mum as if he'd never seen her, then lift the bottle, drain it to the dregs" Opening lines of 'Eric The Red', a song about my father, which I've written for our next album.

"Badge? I don't need no stinkin' badge!"