Right on, harmoniclive! I don't think Bob "Boring" Bolton is worth a dump of dingo dung. So what if he actually knows something about folk music? What's the Mudcat about anyway - folk music or musician's assholes? You're right! Musician's assholes! That's how I see it too... the bottom up view!

If it were up to that crocodile's crotch, we would hardly be able to turn around in this flipping flat! We'd have to move the wrestling ring out of the living room! You know what that kangaroo's k__t did to me? He searched through stale smelly shelves of stinking Sydney bookstores looking for blinking boring books, wrapped them up ever so neatly with stamps stuck in the predictably proper places and popped them in the post to me. You know why? So that I could become just as bloody boring as him. Not bloody likely, mate. You know what we did. No sooner had they arrived here than we built a big bonfire in the back and, no faster than you can say "Bob's your bleeding boring uncle," those rancid writings reached the flames.

Hey, Bob "Boring" Bolton, get a life. How about taking up sky diving without a parachute?