gday folks
another cracking session on the radio - sun shining down over bondi and tunes pumping across the airwaves. juzza took the first hour coz he had to leave early to have a picnic (?) and from what i heard he played well. phat and funky, in true phat love style. he was sporting his new thai fisherman's pants. not actually a thai fisherman's actual PANTS (that would be kinda weird), but some thai-style fisherman's 'trousers'. very nice too, but as he doesn't wear ACTUAL pants (underpants) i had to warn him to shake very well, to avoid those embarrassing wet blotches around the willy area...
we've all been there.
so yeh, the radio's been going well, the masts are being erected slowly but surely all over sydney as we move stealthily towards our goal of world radio domination. still the best way to hear the phat love magic is via the world wide web at www.radiobondifm.com (listen now). we're definitely getting a groove on now; feeling much more confident on the mics and not just mumbling "91.1" every 10 mins "keep it locked". it's good fun.
today after justin left i opted to keep it soul as i'd just completed work on the 3rd instalment of the mighty SUPERSOULSUNDAYS compilation series. 1 and 2 were stonking and i'm pleased to say that in my humble opinion #3 has easily matched those high stonking standards set by it's predecessors. ahem.
so the 2nd hour of the show saw the likes of rhetta hughes' "giving up my heartaches" cosying up to other gems like helene smith's "you got to do your share" (tune of the week) and the heartbreaking "the hurt's all gone" by irma thomas. how good?
brilliant afternoon indeed, then me emma and peppi went for a walk into bondi and met sam (bondi's #1 hairdresser) for a milkshake.
now i'm going up the road to balusu's north indian takeaway (bondi's #1 restaurant) to get a ruby for dinner. yum yum.
take care folks and look after each other as if you were babies.
much phat love,
billy p (the phat dog) xx
