Milton Keynes ain't much of a town

And it hasn't been much of a week here at the Casa Epictetus, with no wargaming and no boardgaming. I have been both to Milton Keynes and to Birmingham Airport, but can think of nothing interesting to say about either. So instead, let's take a look at Janita's belly button.

She really did used to dance like that on stage. Happy days.

Heads Down, No Nonsense, Mindless Boogie

Reflecting on the life of Lou Reed inevitably led me to recall the fabulous Alberto y los Trios Paranoias. Their song 'Anadin' took the concept and framework of Reed's 'Heroin' and made it somewhat more amusing. I saw them quite a few times, more than once at St Albans City Hall if I remember rightly. They had a most unusual and very striking prop for one of their other songs, the details of which are not suitable for a family blog such as this. Given that the trio (which had quite a lot more than three members on the occasions that I saw them) broke up thirty years ago you'll have to take my word for it that they were rather good.

Other bands that I saw in St Albans in the late seventies included both Curved Air and Babe Ruth, which gives me a good excuse to include photos of Sonja Kristina:

and Jenny Haan:

although I'm not terribly sure why I actually need a reason.