Saturday 30 July 2016
Friday 29 July 2016
The Truth About Labour Leadership Candidate Owen Smith
Owen Smith is the latest in a long line of middle-class champagne socialists trying to destroy the genuine Working Class.
Here is my poem about the Red Tory trying to stab Jeremy Corbyn in the back.
OILY OWEN SMITH
Oily Owen Smith
The little shit
The hypocrite
The heir to Blair with receding hair
I aint following you anywhere
A former member of CND
who now believes in all things World War Three
Brags he`d press the button and drop the bomb
In the Labour Party you dont belong
with your macho views, outdated patter, arrogant stance
and smug looking face
Your a traitor to the party and the human race
You believe in BUPA
private care and private beds
and ripping the NHS to shreds
He`a a Royalist who loves the queen
A secret fan of Sir Philip Green
He`d take a seat in the House of Lords and sell his soul
for ermin
The little shit is political vermin
Oily Owen Smith the heir to Blair
The little Welshman with receding hair
I aint following you anywhere
Compared to Bevan your a dwarf and a elf
A pygmie politician who dont believe in the National Health
Your more Neil Kinnock then Tony Benn
Another Welsh windbag and yet again
A lobbyist
A opportunist
with a Mason`s handshake and wankers wrist
A fucking prick from head to toe
Like Tony Blair you`ll piss on the poor
and send our young kids off to war
Your masquerading as Mr Humble
But you dont support the weak and vulnerable
Your a two-bob Tory in expensive shoes
And just like Kinnock your gonna lose
Compared to Corbyn your a second rate chancer
Like Blairite Balls the disco dancer
You`ll never wear the crown or win this two-horse race
So take that smug look off your face
Your a two-bob Tory in expensive shoes
And just like Kinnock your gonna lose
Compared to Corbyn your a second rate chancer
Like Blairite Balls the disco dancer
You`ll never wear the crown or win this two-horse race
So take that smug look off your face
Oily Owen Smith with the receding hair
I aint following you anywhere
Like Donald Trump
you give me the hump
With your sexy soundbites slogans and banners
But you know fuck all about heavy manners
And after you lose and get rejected
Class traitors like you Bryant and Hilary Benn will be de-selected
And after you lose and get rejected
Class traitors like you Bryant and Hilary Benn will be de-selected
Thursday 28 July 2016
Wednesday 27 July 2016
20 SHADES Of PSYCHO - Garry Johnson (Sleeping Dog Books)
The synopsis/short story version of WHO SAID I KILLED HIM? ME...just released in 20 Shades of Psycho published by Sleeping Dog Books.
Who Said I Killed Him? Me...
A famous author once said "always write about what you know" so I did.
My short story `Who Said I Killed Him? Me...` published by Sleeping Dog Books is based on my life story and will feature in part 2 of my autobiography `Adult Stories And Tabloid Tales.
The follow-up to `Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales` will be published in October.
All characters are based on real people:
Garry Johnson.
My ex-wife Julie Johnson and her child-abusing boyfriend richard grimson.
If you can`t wait until October then either read the 50-plus reviews of `Till Death Us Do Part` by Garry Jackson on Amazon or the early Chapters of THE PUNK POET blog.
October is a VERY important month as a film is also due to be released.
TILL DEATH US DO PART the book they tried to ban.
The Punk Poet holding a copy of `PUNK ROCK STORIES AND TABLOID TALES`
The cover of THE PUNK POET
Tuesday 26 July 2016
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - Sounds Punk And The Stone Roses
Garry Johnson and The Stone Roses
(Picture from page 134)
Chapter Sixteen
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales
I was getting bored at Sounds and desperate for a new adventure. I needed a change and I got it. I certainly wasn`t bored when I discovered THE STONE ROSES and spent a year living the dream.
Over the years there have been many claimants to being the first person to predict `superstardom` for The Stone Roses.
Well that person was me.
If you dont believe me, read the brilliant Stone Roses biography by John Robb. The Reunion Edition published by Ebury Press has all the facts and a picture of me with the band on page 253.
We were kindred spirits and speed freaks who loved to party.
I have great memories of hanging out with them guys. They`d stay at mine in London and I`d supply them with marmite sarnies and flasks of coffee for the drive back to Manchester.
No-one can steal your memories and there aint many people who can say they sung the Small Faces classic "Lazy Sunday" or the West Ham anthem "Were Forever Blowing Bubbles" with The Stone Roses and I did both.
We also shared a lot of fast drugs.
TO READ MORE buy a copy of Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales.
Sunday 24 July 2016
Porn Clips and Porno Pictures
"Just to say I`ve been hacked and have not posted the Porn clips and Porno pictures currently on Facebook or anywhere else on the Internet".
My Legal Team are on the case.
Garry Johnson
Saturday 23 July 2016
Thursday 21 July 2016
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - The Facebook Dad
Chapter Fifteen
"The Facebook Dad"
I admitted to still having a fascination with the Kray Twins and admiration for Bruce Reynolds and the Great Train Robbers.
As I said earlier "you can take the boy out of the East End but not the East End out of the boy".
I suppose I`m a bit of a snob when it come`s to crime as I hate muggers, rapists, burglars, petty criminals and child abusers.
In fact I believe in Capital Punishment for peadophiles - but I`m a sucker for colourful characters like the fictional Arthur Daley and real-life celebrity gangster Dave Courtney.
Anyone who slags him off ain`t met him.
I was a very good footballer and useful boxer in my youth but girls and `fast drugs` dragged me away from the straight and narrow.
I preferred parties and casual sex to press-ups and circuit training. I failed as a singer but pulled off the blag of the century by becoming a tabloid terrorist.
No education. No qualifications. But God gave me the `Gift of the Gab` and cheek of the devil.
For more then Twenty years I sold stories to every tabloid in the UK.
I even ended up with my own column.
TO READ HOW I SCAMMED FLEET STREET and ended up in Bellmarsh top security prison for planning a `hit` on a self-confessed child abuser buy a copy of PUNK Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales.
In you want to know why the media called me THE FACEBOOK DAD read my autobiography.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - Deadend Yob
Chapter Fourteen
"Deadend Yob"
Deadend yobs having football, boxing, or rock `n` roll (if they`re any good) to save `em from the dole.
That`s a fact of life.
They`ve also got crime, of course.
I was a bona-fide deadend yob from the mean streets of Hackney. I tried and failed at all four and now you can add marriage to that long list of failures.
Five losses, five defeats like a talentless punch drunk boxer but never knocked out.
Like the Chumbawumba song says "I get knocked down but get back up again, you ain`t ever gonna keep me down"
And to prove the point I suffered 5 heart attacks, `died` twice and spent 29 days in a coma and on a life support machine when my heart operation went wrong.
But I woke up and lived to fight another day.
As for crime?
Well I gave it my best shot, but I was no Al Capone. I was prolific as a kid and fearless as a teenager but wasn`t very good and kept getting caught.
I did time in various Remand Homes, Approved Schools, Borstal and Detention Centres. I did it standing on my head because I had allies to help me break the rules and mates to keep me company.
No hardship being locked-up apart from the boredom and no members of the opposite sex.
At Seventeen I developed a social conscience. I decided crime doesn`t pay for a reason: it is wrong.
It`s also a mug`s game, unless your a Face, a Mr Big a member of a crime family at the top of the food chain.
I know it`s not politically correct to admit such things, but I still have a soft spot and fascination for all things Reg and Ron, Ronnie Biggs and the Great Train Robbery.
I met Buster Edwards, Tony Lambrianou, celeb gangster Dave Courtney and Charlie Kray, but unlike Garry Bushell never got to meet the Twins.
My in-built love of rebels like Georgie Best, David Bowie, Johnny Rotten and showbiz means my all-time Underworld hero has to be Dave Courtney.
TO READ MORE ABOUT MY TRANSFORMATION FROM DEADEND YOB TO PUNK POET read my book.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - A Review In Streetsounds
If you have read the extracts and are still not sure about buying a copy of my autobiography PUNK ROCK STORIES AND TABLOID TALES here is a review.
There are MORE extracts to follow.
Tuesday 19 July 2016
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - The CD of my Story
The CD of my life PUNK ROCK STORIES AND TABLOID TALES was released by Cargo Records and is available from Amazon.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - You Cant Take The East End Out Of The Boy
Chapter Thirteen
"You Cant Take The East End Out Of The Boy"
I know by birth, background, and moral decency that I should vote Labour but I can`t support New Labour.
New Labour is not the saviour of the Working Class it`s the enemy.
Name the last Labour MP who lived in an inner-city tower block or was brought up on a crime-ridden council estate.
WHAT TO KNOW WHY I LOVE CORBYN AND HATE WAR CRIMINAL BLAIR then read my book.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - Trust And Loyalty
Chapter Twelve
"Trust And Loyalty"
Trust and loyalty are two little words that mean a lot to me. "Bollocks" I hear you cry, "You was a scammer and tabloid terrorist".
That is one hundred per cent true - but I was never a liar - I was a sort of Showbiz spin doctor - a sort of Alistair Campbell - though unlike him I never had blood on my hands.
The truth is I hate liars with a passion.
That`s why I was so disgusted when so-called friend Cindy Jackson did the dirty on rock star Noddy Holder.
It was so cruel and hurtful that I never spoke to her again.
TO READ MORE buy my book.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - From Bow Bells To Fleet Street
Chapter Eleven
"From Bow Bells To Fleet Street"
Between leaving school and joining Sounds music magazine I was, and at the same time, wasn`t just like every other teenager.
There were girls, Youth Clubs, football, cinema, gigs and, of course alcohol and speed. I was a massive drinker and drug user during those days, which is why I can`t remember that many details,
TO READ WHAT I DO REMEMBER buy my book.
Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales - Basildon Babe
Chapter Ten
"Basildon Babe"
Unless I`m saying it, I won`t hear a bad word said about my ex-wife who still looks like Patsy Kensit.
As you will have noticed, I have an addictive personality.
If I like something or someone it`s forever. Be it fast drugs, Georgie Best, Marmite, Punk Rock, Johnny Rotten, Arthur Daley, Kate Moss, DAVID BOWIE or Julie Johnson.
Julie was an addiction but, unlike the others, it`s the only one I`m proud to say I`ve kicked.
It was all so different in 1989. The fact is, within weeks of meeting Julie I was hooked. It was love at first sight but feared it would wear off and this scared me.
I know my character better than anyone and knew how easily I got bored with things and always needed a new high.
After Sam was born my wandering eye kicked in and I started to look. I cannot get enough of slim blondes with long legs and cheekbones. It`s the Rod Stewart in me.
It was the fear of me cheating and losing Julie that first led to the Polaroid pictures and then the pornographic films.
This is the point where militant feminists will attack me. But I can take it, because I`m just trying to be honest.
I am just stating the facts and explaining my behaviour, not defending myself in a court of law.
Although I enjoyed making love to Julie, I always did, who wouldn`t, but I needed sex. Does that make sense?
At times I wanted her without all the romantic stuff getting in the way.
I was a devoted Dad and loving husband so there was no way I could or wanted to cheat on my wife or son.
What could I do apart from never leaving the house?
I spent hours thinking about the perfect solution. Then, like a Eureka moment, it came to me. Role-playing and wife-swapping with a twist.
I thought Julie dressing up in sexy costumes and stripping off would cure my roving eye. And it did.
I could now have plenty affairs and lovers without involving a third party by getting Julie to dress up, wear various wigs and pretending to be someone else.
What is the phrase "having your cake and eating it".
Together we went to Dixons in Basildon and spent £800 on a video camera.
That evening she made her porn debut. I was Ben Dover and she was Linda Lovelace. Within months Julie went from enthusiastic amateur to semi-professional porn starlet.
IF YOU WANT TO READ MORE buy Punk Rock Stories And Tabloid Tales.
There is plenty to read as between 1992-2004 we made more than 30 films with titles like `Basildon Babe`, `Saturday Night Specials`, `Essex Escort` and `Dirty Dancer`.
I wrote the scripts, directed, produced and held the video camera but Julie was the STAR playing a variety of characters including escorts, strippers, St Trinian schoolgirls and naughty housewives.
IF YOU WANT TO READ ALL THE X-RATED DETAILS THEN BUY MY BOOK.
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