About mim1313

Mim Scala was born in Fulham London in 1940, of Italian parents. He started life in the cosmopolitan North End Road market, where his parents ran the famous Scala's ice cream parlour. Having studied briefly at Chelsea School of Art, in his late teens he left the confines of home to find his way in the exciting London of the late 50's. He was one of the first hosts of private gaming parties in fashionable Chelsea, mixing easily with Chelsea society and Soho gangsters. After a confrontation with the Kray Twins, Mim traveled to Spain and then Morocco before returning to London to become part of the burgeoning sixties scene. Mim became a theatrical agent, and acquired the film rights to the Peter O'Donnell cartoon strip Modesty Blaise. The film, subsequently directed by Jo Janni, starred Terry Stamp and Monica Vitti and had an inspirational influence on the young Quentin Tarantino, who has used the Blaise influences in all his films including Pulp Fiction. Mim subsequently founded Scala Brown Associates Theatrical Agency in 1966. In 1977 Mim, together with Cupid Films, packaged the Jean Luc Godard film Sympathy For The Devil with the Rolling Stones. The end of the sixties saw Mim take off from his agency desk to go in search of the master musicians of the Ganoua sect in Morocco. Returning to England in 1973 Mim founded ESP Music, an agency dedicated to the management of record producers. His clients included Chris Kimsey (Rolling Stones), Stewart Levine (Simply Red, BB King Minni Riperton, etc.), Jimmi Miller (Rolling Stones Beggars Banquet etc). Mim retired from the music business in 1987 to live in Ireland where he now lives with his wife Janie and his son Fred, and their horses and dogs. Mim writes, paints and loves fly fishing.

Ten months ago my sons champion Mare “Hedonist”

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Ten months ago my sons champion Mare “Hedonist” went into foal by Newmarket jewl . Hedonist has been a family member for more that five years and won the under 25 two * international event for Ireland at Tattersalls 2010 with our son Fred on board.  So for ten months Hedonist or Chuncho  as she is affectionately known has been munching on good Irish grass and lazing about with a girl friend in a County Carlow field. She was due to foal 5th of June that date came and went and there she is waddling about in the field as big as a Tanker , We go checking on her hourly . I have never been a horse daddy before , all previous experience of child birth was when Fred was born , and that was pretty stressful. Somehow this pregnancy was even worse, perhaps because I could not talk to Chuncho to ask how she was feeling like I did with my wife. Or maybe it was due to the incredible size of he belly, I was having trouble getting my head around how a little mare could have something so big going on inside her.  As the days passed I was trying desperately not to show that I was panicking , Checking on her as often as possible , To make matters worse her friend produced a lively little colt foal which was skipping around full of life and green grass energy.

Tusday morning at sunrise there in the feild is a beautifskinny little colt foal, Great panic over, or so I thought. I am new to this game , so I watched bewildered at a lovely foal who could not find where the mothers milk came from. Help was at hand the experienced Mr. Doyle and the wife fussed about, Milking the mare and trying to get the little one to suck, the hours passed. The Baby needed to feed, properly , to add to the panic Chuncho had not cast her placenta ,  The vet was called , I am now very worried , but I am assured that Boy Foals can be like this, So I look up symptoms on the internet and get even more freaked out , discovering that there is a syndrome called A Dummy Foal. . Just as I start to really panic the little sod clamps on to chuncho’s tit and glugs away like a thirsty rugby player. A few hours later The placenta has gone and our fine little colt is bouncing around the field with his mummy. If I smoked I would have given myself a cigar.  Now I can only look in awe at this two day old masterpiece of a creature , and wonder what all the fuss was about, Nature is such a wonderful thing. One Love Mim ScalaDSCF1204 DSCF1283

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85.- Street Organ (organ grinder)

Keep the streets alive with music they did

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Even today it´s possible hear the notes of an street-organ and see the organ grinder playing old tunes through the Madrid streets. Sounds hidden in the deepest part of the memory.

Músicos callejeros. EL ORGANILLO
Aún es posible escuchar el sonido de un organillo y ver al organillero tocar viejas melodías por  las calles de Madrid. Sonidos escondidos en la parte más profundo de la memoria.

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Richard Hell on New Memoir: ‘I Never Really Thought of Anything I Did As ‘Punk”

Did you get one ??? check mine out Diary Of A Teddy boy good for you for putting it down, these Biographies will be social history long after we are wood pulp LOL

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Originator of punk style says he’s not cool: ‘I’m a stumblebum’

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“I wanted to have a life of adventure,” writes Richard Hell in his clear-eyed, surprisingly moving new autobiography, I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp. “I didn’t want anybody telling me what to do.” The kid from the Kentucky suburbs of the Fifties took that basic idea and helped create the punk aesthetic in New York in the early Seventies, first as a co-founder of Television and a member of the Heartbreakers and then as the leader of his short-lived band Richard Hell and the Voidoids, whose “Blank Generation” remains the unofficial anthem of the original CBGB scene.

The shorthand concept of punk may have been confirmed the day Blondie’s Chris Stein opened a magazine to a picture of the Sex Pistols, in their chopped haircuts and torn clothes, and said to Hell, “Four…

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I see there is another row brewing over a LOTO win, three members didn’t pay there dues, will they miss out?  Will the syndicate share  or stuff them Image