The Top 10 Screaming Jets Photos

Hi. Send in your best photos of the gigs (not the shit ones, the good ones). We'll put the top 10 onto the site. Here's the latest from Dave. WLC.

Rockon. The weekend gigs went farkin off.

The band played great and the crowds dug the shit out of it. It really was a huge lift to the band, and we even got an email from a new fan who had never seen the band before, absolutely stoked by the show at souths juniors. It certainly is nice to get some positive feedback, rather than some bleeding heart nuffy complaining about the bad language or about me having a go at that turn coat, Peter Garrett. So thanks for that Kelly.

Got a couple of months at home again now, meaning that I can do my fair share of the housework and child rearing duties. Then we start rehearsals early August for the tour which begins in W.A. in September. We really can't wait to get out there and play every single song off the new album and we want to have them so polished by the time we get out there that we blow everyone's fuckin head off (in a good way obviously).

Full marks, as well as the best and fairest award for the last couple of weeks, go to Mickl Sayers(baby boogs)for his outstanding effort behind the drumkit. Rockon Micky, keep up the good work.

And just one more thing, I have been asking this question on stage and I want to ask you guys too:

HAS KEVIN RUDD ACTUALLY DONE ANY FUCKIN THING YET?

ROCKON JETHEADS!

Gleeso

Here's the Email Address to send them to. Only the good ones!

A Pope Poem

Dave asked if we could share this poem with you. Why not? I tried to Google “Fairntome” but couldn’t find anything. Anyone know more about the source?

The Gucci Pope Et Al
The Fairntome c 16.07.2008

I’ve never seen such crazy times
As those in which we live
Kids are taught to take and take
‘tis better than to give.
The pope’s dressed like a millionaire
The millionaires are not,
The mark of a man
Ain’t what’s inside
It’s how much stuff he’s got.

Never yet have I beheld
The greed I witness now,
They wanna be rich and famous
Not concerned with how.
The ones they hold as guiding lights
Are nothing to follow.
They blindly worship at their feet
Of no substance/ all show.

And into the abyss as one
The weak and shallow run,
And believe their moral pittance
Is all that can be done.
They avert their eyes from dying kids
That put them off their chow,
Donations made to tax evade
Are just a sacred cow.

The poor can feast on wizened words
Of Bono superman,
For words are all the dying need
He’s doing all he can.
And feed the world is just a cry
From starved celebrities,
To justify and to explain
Their sinful salaries.

Dave Meets The Pope!

Grabbed your attention, didn't I? Well, Dave didn't really meet the Pope. But here's the latest rant. (P.S. This image I found is sure to get us into trouble, but that's our style.) Enjoy!

Gday Jetters!

Sorry, it's now Tuesday. Being a father of two on the road doesn't leave a hell of a lot of time, especially when I am gallivanting around the countryside, leaving the wife to look after the kids.

So the gigs on the weekend were ok. The band played great, but hardly anyone showed up to bear witness. I guess everyone was gearing up for the invasion of the Nazi pope.

Hopefully our agent can pull finger and start doing something to promote the gigs instead of just taking a phone call and collecting money from us! Pigs may fly as well, but hope springs eternal.

The new album is finished. Has anyone got an idea for a fucking title please?!?! I'm not joking, trying to get the boys to decide on one is fuckin' torture. (Ed: Put your title ideas at the end of this post....)

I'm sick to death of the details of the lives of so called celebrities. If you honestly think there is something important to know about celebrities private lives, then YOU are a fuckin' waste. The only thing I want to read is when Amy Winehouse fuckin' dies so I can send a thank you note to Phillip Morris tobacco and her drug dealer.

So in summing up let me say:

• Having two kids is at least double the work, if not more, of having one.
• The pope is a Nazi.
• Celebrity watching is for people without lives.
• The Jets need an album title. Now.
• Our agent is getting a free ride.
• Amy Winehouse needs to up her consumption of drugs , alcohol and tobacco.
• And me, I need a lie down and a bex powder.

See ya's at the shows this week.

Gleeso!

A Jets Review to Check Out

Hi. Here's an excerpt:

People talk about the hey days back in the 70s and 80s when you could go see great bands every weekend. Well, you know what? THERE ARE GREAT BANDS PLAYING EVERY WEEKEND! You people are just too lazy to go home from work, eat your dinner, and then go out into the cold night to rock. You’re too old.

~The Metro Gnome, on Hotsource

You can check out the entire review here.