Maximo Park man loses note book - asks for your help

I haven't seen it.

I bet it really had The Da Vinci Code in it, but he felt embarrassed.

Kafka AND Camus books... hmm. Wonder how deliberately those were chosen. Now that is embarrassing. Probably the kind of person who sits there going "look at me, Im reading Rimbaud" rather than just enjoying reading privately.

Pity about the wallet and keys though, that sucks.

I dont believe you! Arrest that man at onxce! ;)

he is a thoroughly nice guy very amiable and i agree there is no reason to dislike someone instantly because a) they know how use satire and wind people up b) because they are proud to be reading intelligent literature regardless i have lost bags before and it is thoroughly annoying imagine if a kangaroo lost its pouch you wouldnt hear the end of it

what a strange analogy.

What's the bet some tosser is selling it on ebay. Along with a peice of the Berlin wall, some Wembley turf, and a signed photo of Jesus.

I dont think anyone was saying he was particularly high-brow. I agree Kafka is a brilliant writer, as is Camus: having read a lot of both of them. I just thought it was funny that it was two such obvious examples of literature that people like to use to illustrate their apparent intelligence that were in his bag together, in the context of the little book of poetry etc.: just fits neatly into some kind of amusing stereotype.
If it had of been "the Grapes of Wrath" then that is totally different because that in my opinion is not a show-offy book.
Still it could have been a bit of Kierkegaard or Sartre.

Also reminded me of a highly amusing biography that at least used to be on the Razorlight website describing Johnny twatface always being attendant at gigs with a battered copy of a William Faulkner book on his person because he is so incredibly cool. Laughable. Just found the passage - too good:

"If there is an edge to Razorlight's music it owes a lot to Johnny's meandering, hole-in-my-shoe path, prior to setting up the group. Two years ago he was to be found hanging around at Libertines gigs, looking like a young Mick Jones, clutching a novel by William Faulkner and a large but tatty book of scrawled midnight-eyed lyrics and poems. For over a year Johnny played small gigs across London and living a life of contemporary skid row reality."

He has done his life work in one book? what a lazy bastard... i bet he was in detention all the time at school.

Can he not just get another little red book, listen to the album, and copy out the lyrics? No? Ah well.

i have a little black book. all it has is a message from an ex-gf, tabs to 'kicking horse on brokenhill' by gy!be n a list of hots b-sides with the word 'downloaded' over some of them.
yep, that is irrelevant

The moral of the story?

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.

kafka is the most depressing, mean spirited bunch of tosswank I've ever read....it's a bad acid trip without the acid. I suggest that anyone with an interest in life or happiness never ever goes near his horrid little book of stories about the guy who changes into a bug...and the horrible instrument of torture....metamorphasis?....I'd like to dig up his corpse and twat him for putting me through that shit.

Pretentious...? perhaps not, that's down to individual motives

I can officially confirm, that my friend Hayley, who is obsessed with Maximo Park, says that the book has been returned.

Huzzah!

you're obviously very fragile.

i thought metamorphosis was interesting.
to provoke such a reaction means that he was probably doing something right.