What's with the names?

[Guest]

[Editor]

Is there any way we can see how much we need to post to rise up in the ranks? I'm not particularly ambitious to be anyone else, but I'd rather not be Shelley. He was a hysterical ponce. Or, if you subscribe to Ploe's way of thinking, he was 'Frankenstein's husband.'

Bah. The man wrote 'Ozymandias'! You and your buddy aren't fit to lace up his frilly shirt... and the lead singer of Sponge Wings calling someone a hysterical ponce..? You sing about ice cream headaches. That's chutzpah if ever I heard it...

Though to answer your question, to find out which is next you need to pass your double century. Hopefully your new Bard of Avon thread will help...

[Jay]

Oooh, that's nasty.

Did you know, once, he accidentally walked in on Byron reading Coleridge's Christabel aloud, and he ran out of the room screaming some rubbish about Mary Shelley having nipples for eyes? The fact he wasn't there to hear it read in the first place is offensive enough (Christabel is incredible, if you've not read it, and at least Byron had the good sense to use his reputation to get it published), but the fact he ran out is just hilarious!

That's great about the Shakespeare thing! Mmm, a hundred and eight-one posts. Getting there...

[Editor]

Never read it, but will do now. Sounds like Shelley would have fitted in well in our old classes... although I gather Liam's going working on surpassing all of us in that respect. I love these stories of crazy artists. Klaus Kinski, of course, is classic. Check this out:

<a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/yBDEQe9CjOU&rel=0" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/v/yBDEQe9CjOU&rel=0</a>

And that was mild for him.

[The Bolshevik Dandy]

That's a temr I want spreading.
It's delightful.
Jay and I were discussing our pushing of various secret lil phrases.
Another is 'friend of Morrissey'