Malcom McLaren S/D!

It was raised in conversation that Malcom McLaren was the original Eminem.

Actually that's a better thread idea! Who was Eminem before Emninem was Eninem?

That name becomes harder to type the more you type it.

I had another idea yesterday about the First Eminem but I've forgotten who it was now. Never mind eh cos now I'm convinced it's McLaren anyway.

It amuses me that the First Eminem was a ginger.

Destroy: _Swamp Thing_, _Waltz Darling_.

I'm not a gambling man and I'd be prepared to place a substantial bet that Malcy's the father of Vivienne Westwood's son.

Colonel Parker vs. Malcolm McLaren

Duck Rock (Malcolm McLaren)

TS: Captain Sensible's "Wot" vs. Malcolm McLaren's "Buffalo Girls"

like joe foster in O Levels fantastic We love malcolm

anyone brave/bored enough for 'The Game'

i downloaded 'Something's Jumping In My SHirt' a few months back, mainly because I suddenly remembered it after completely forgetting it ever existed for about 10 years

this reminds me I bought Waltz Darling on CD about six years ago because I didn't know where my LP was, and never got around to listening to it, and now I don't know where my CD is

also, saw a production of Midsummer Night's Dream at the Sydney Opera House in '89 that used most of the album to soundtrack dance interludes

Arrrgh. Must hear Waltz Darling again! I loved that one. Hell I love Midsummer Night's Dream, too. Acted in a play of it in 6th grade, in fact.

Some dude upthread says destroy Swamp Thing. Not true. It's the best album after Duck Rock. Fans is a bit lame. That "Round The Outside" one has a few great moments.

Really idiotic Guardian blog by McLaren about The Game:

http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/03/ive_seen_the_bbcs_future_and_i.html

Funniest thing is the comments.

Guardian review: "Malcolm McLaren: The Game (Radio 2) began in purgatory. It never really moved on; the pain never lessened. "There must be more to life than this old rubbish," cried McLaren, unconvincingly playing himself looking back over his life. You do rather hope so. The concept, in different hands — say, someone who could act — might have worked. But instead, this was self-indulgence ratcheted up to ghastly new heights. McLaren was in Parispace, which is Paris through the ages, bumping into historical figures and saying "wow" quite a lot. "That's gotta be Pierre Cardin," he said. "It's gotta be Jean-Paul Sartre," he cooed. "Is that Claude Debussy? Incredible," he sighed. "Wow, this place is crowded!" The idea was that McLaren was playing The Game, reconsidering phases in his life, and working up to the next level. This conceit, complete with lots of twiddly robotic computer noises, couldn't hide the gaping vacuity at the heart of the programme. He was supposed to be escaping the "boredom that creeps in" and "the grey, predictable world" and yet, once you got over the monstrous ego-trip you were hearing, this was deadly dull radio. "Wow, this game is really exciting," he warbled. No, really, it wasn't"

This whole idea of "The Game" is just some outgrowth of his ineterest in chip-tunes innit? If only he'd discovered computer games in the early 80s when he might've been some use. He xcould've teamed up w/Matthew Smith.

I'm assuming that's not Steve Severin at the top of those comments there.

The programme was awful - just juggling about the same old shaggy dog stories he's been telling for years; tired thoughts from a deadened/dead end mind.

I'm surprised the BBC didn't get him to specify viz.:

"It's gotta be
Pierre Cardin
FASHION DESIGNER"

or

"Is that
Claude Debussy
COMPOSER"

etc.

this reminds me I bought Waltz Darling on CD about six years ago because I didn't know where my LP was, and never got around to listening to it, and now I don't know where my CD is

i lost the mp3 too. poor malcolm.

Not sure if this turned up on the political thread, but Trump's McLaren-like tweet the other day was an incredible/chilling summary of the last 10 years: "Nobody knew chaos could be so profitable, but we did."

do you have a link to the real post? I searched that phrase and every single result was addled lib boomers on Zuckerplatforms passing around a joke screenshot so fake that it wouldn’t fool a child under ten, not least because it was of a tweet by Donald Trump dated April 2026. (their replies were definitely incredible/chilling though. no wonder we’re so fucked.)

Evidently could fool a doddering old guy of 64...That's the problem; that line is so blurred for me by now, I try to keep my guard up but guess I missed on that one.