Call out for a collective song writing tribute to Captain Hotknives


Table of Contents

  • Concept Ideas
  • The Story
  • Lyrics
  • Further Reading



Concept Ideas

A comedy song telling the story of Chris’s (Captain Hotknives) first descent into psychosis was sung one fateful night at The Secret Garden Party festival in a style similar to The Doors, but sadly it has been all but forgotten.

Do you fancy yourself a writer or comedian and have suggestions for rewriting the song or can share with someone who is? Or by 1 in a billion chance were you one of the people who heard it or know someone who did and can get them to remember?

Chris’s songs over the last 20 years or more have been a reminder to find the comic absurdity in many aspects of our society and the campaigns to change it for the better. Reminding us that in being able to laugh at ourselves, we can then feel freer to experiment and enjoy a culture with more complex forms of expression being understood.

He’s gone from risking his own skin walking into dodgy far-right pubs to sing songs making fun of racism, to writing songs making light of the head spinning speed in the 90s in which someone could go from leafleting against fox hunting to being asked to help liberate beagles from a laboratory. He’s poked fun at the history of land ownership and past along tales of drug smugglers robbing their van back from the RUC.

So if a talented songwriter could find a way to work into the lyrics what his future would hold after this fateful event, I think it could go a long way towards a fitting tribute.

As well I’ll produce a little pdf print downloadable zine of song lyrics with illustrations for the greatest hits album including this bonus fan tribute song.

Finally feel free to go away and produce something totally unique and contact me with what you’ve come up with or you can comment your lyrics suggestions directly on the google doc linked below so you can see what other people have contributed:



The Story

Video – The Light Side Of Psychosis

We used t stay in neighbours house wen me mum was at work, n they customised bikes n trikes.. I used t see em Avin a cig but it was well different to me mums bensons or regals.. it were like they made their cigs from scratch wi three bits o paper.. n burnin lumps o stuff n crumbling

… n I used t feel sorry for em cos they must o been skint cos they all shared one cig?!

Was always dead hungry wen we went home

When I was about 24, I was having a bit of a bad do, these lads tried to kill me and my brother, blah, blah, blah.

I’d been awake for a few nights, I’d lost my house. And everything was going a bit shite, so I ate this big lump of hash thinking this’ll get me to bed, aha, silly cunt.

And then I had a seizure in my girlfriend’s bed, not knowing what a seizure was because it was the first one I’d ever had, I was that sleep deprived and I was very frightened as well, so I had loads of adrenaline in my head.

And in my tripping sort of state, I went downstairs naked, covered in piss.

And I’m saying to our James; Shamus, listen to me man.

And he’s like; what are you doing with no clothes on you cunt?

And I’m like; Shamus, listen. I’ve died.

And I was convinced that I’d died in this seizure. And what I’d been experiencing in the convulsions was my soul leaving my body, so I was actually totally convinced that I was dead because I was in the middle of a cannabis psychosis, not realising after eating a massive lump of hash. Silly bastard.

So my brother’s going; you haven’t died.

And my girlfriend and my mates are going; you haven’t fucking died mate. You’re naked, you’re being a bit annoying, but you’re certainly not dead.

And I was getting really annoyed, because I’m thinking why aren’t they listening to me, why are they denying the most spiritual experience I’ve ever had? I died up their in that fucking bed you cunts!

He said; yeah we could hear fucking something was going on, we thought you were having a wank or something.

And I was like; I died!

And they wouldn’t have it, and then because I got so irate with my poor brother, the poor bastard, him putting up with me, I fucking had another seizure.

But everybody saw me then having a fit, so they did what you’d imagine would be sensible, they got an ambulance.

So I’ve come round from the second fit, in the ambulance, still convinced that I’ve died.

So I’m thinking they’re wasting NHS resources, they could help somebody else.

So I’m shouting to the driver; mate, I’ve died, you’re wasting petrol.

Don’t take me to BRI, take me to Ecleshill cemetery where I used to huff the glue and I’ll be alright.

And I’ll be a ghosty and I can huff ghosty glue and it’ll all be fine.

And my poor brother was in the ambulance with me and I’m saying to him: James look, you’ll have to ring mum and tell her I’ve died.

And he was like trying to hold me still.

And it’s shameful to admit, but I kind of got a big fighty, a bit fighty with the ambulance guys.

Which you should never do, because fuck me they actually save lives man.

And I was more fighty with my brother, but we did fight a lot as brothers anyway.

So they ended up strapping me to this ambulance, fucking stretchy thing.

And I’m there in Bradford Royal Infirmary, I’m there in A&E, strapped to a stretcher and I’m shouting at all the pissheads going; will you show a bit of respect for the dead! I fucking died earlier you cunts! I fucking died I’ll have you know!

Then they put me onto a heart monitor, because they’re obviously thinking what is going on with this mad cunt?

And after a bit of calming down I had another fit, and the little things came off my chest didn’t they, so the machine went ooooooooooo. Not because I had died, but because they came off my chest.

But me, I saw that and I’m saying to the nurses; I fucking told you, I fucking told you cunts, I fucking died.

Why is no one listening to me today? I fucking died at tea time and you’re still fucking me about with this fucking heart monitor.

Can I not just get a taxi to go to the pub now I’m a ghosty?

And anyway as you might imagine I ended up in a mental hospital.

That was beautiful. What time does the medication trolley come round? About 8 o’clock? Usual then yeah?

Audience: Get administered to you by Jesus

Yeah, I was Jesus’s bodyguard on ward 4. That’s not even a lie.



Captain Hotknives:

[Singback Chorus]

You’re not dead! I am dead!

You’re not dead! I am dead!

You don’t know what happens to you when you’re dead, you’re off your head!

Further Reading



Introducing a new variety of vegan sub-Reddits


New Vegan Sub-Reddits

Cringy Anti-Vegans

Anti-vegans only go to move is cherry picking bad vegan activism and calling it socially uncool, so this is a space for vegans to have fun and build up an archive of anti-vegan cringe. People already perceive anyone spending their time being anti-vegan as especially silly, so looking to draw in some unthinking meat eaters with humor too.



Middle ground space for celebrating or analyzing veganism done well.

I’d like this to be a space for everyone, so as a basis for analyzing it’s hoped people who post can acknowledge it’s at least possible that veganism can be done badly e.g. an unhealthy, not properly planned diet. And in return, any meat-eating posters can acknowledge the possibility for veganism to be done well e.g. reducing your risk for health problems and improving the world.


Vegan vs. Meat Eater

Middle ground space for debate and discussion.



Middle ground space for venting about or critiquing veganism done badly.

I’d like this to be a space for everyone, so as a basis for critiquing it’s hoped people who post can acknowledge it’s at least possible that veganism can be done well e.g. healthily and improve the world. And in return, any vegan posters can acknowledge the possibility for meat-eating to be done well e.g. the majesty of a tribesperson tracking down an animal and cherishing their unwitting sacrifice in culture.



So that makes the lay of the land…

Cool as a cucumber

Neutral ground

Lands of cringe



A taste of the posts on r/ Cringy Anti Vegans

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Anti Vegans want to kill vegan protesters 2


cringy anti vegans 8

dumpster fire 1




New: Campaign Networking & Collaborating Space

I’ve created a discord directory of online communities; anarchist/socialist, vegan/freegan, atheist/religious, language learning, etc.

Plus campaign networking & collaborating space.

Check it out:

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community discord directory

What is Discord?

Discord can be thought of as a hybrid chat messenger (ICQ, MSN, Yahoo, Skype etc) and lightweight social media platform for focussed groups or communities to interact.

The site is available for free on the web, or as an applicaton on your phone or destop. While the design aesthetic leans toward computer gaming enthusiasts, as a platform it has been embraced by many varied groups and for many purposes including activism. If you can think of a reason why people might want to get together and share content and ideas or just be sociable, there’s probably a Discord server out there or anyone is free to make their own.

While voice chat is an available feature, it is entirely optional and many groups focus much more on simple messaging and content sharing.



Activist Journeys Compilation Zine – A call out for radical submissions



Further Reading – Suggested Topics

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