The Best of The Busters

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Welcome to the Best of The Busters. I've bought together some of the all time classic shots from the '05 Tour and thrown in a few B-Sides and Rarities for good measure. There is simply no way that even the Buster's most poisonous critic could deny that this has been one hell of a trip and one hell of a blog. Even the comments have been quite interesting and mildly amusing in most cases. Surprising to see John P describing himself as a G1 in the last blog when he is more than aware that his all consuming addiction to pornography means he can rise no higher than a G9. But, hey, who knows, he may beat it one day! Barry certainly deserves his promotion to G6 and it was saddening to hear that he has hung up his travellin' shoes for good. Word on the street is that he is simply too exhausted and too damn old to mix it up with "the kids" anymore. V and R continue to stagnate on their "pedastools" and carp pointlessly from the sidelines. They say they are happy being GU (Ungraded) but their sad, sad eyes tell a different story. Richard, a new arrival in Queensland, obviously thought he was being funny with his wry comments and nit-picking criticisms but I wonder how valid they really are when he can't even cut it in the Big Smoke of Sydney. Terry seems to have blown his wad on "Notes from a Buster's Diary" and has been silent ever since. Joe has made no comment, criticism or witty aphorism since the blog began. There has been some discussion about his silence but all I would suggest is that the school at which he teaches should check his credentials immediately. And maybe give him a written examination. But let us turn our minds to more pleasant thoughts. With the end of the 20 Year Buster Anniversary Tour one can't help but wonder, "What comes next?" Well, Buster fans I am delighted to announce the upcoming "Buster 3 Tour". Time and place yet to be decided but we are open for suggestions - Moscow? Yangoon? Machu Picchu? Kiama RSL? And I am very happy to announce that the Buster wives are behind Buster 3 one hundred per cent! After all if a little Bust keeps their men happy then their marriages will be happy ones too! Until then I wish you,

ALL THE BEST!

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Photos

Frank and Joe
The two G1s test the breaking point of a gaberdene/canvas mix.

SWM, 25...
...lustrous black mullet, trendy glasses, a little on the skinny side, social drinker, seeks a breathing woman.

SMH, MAY 1, 1986
Howard wants to sell our uranium but has he forgotten the horror the Busters were forced to endure in '86?

Ya cute little sleepy head!
He enjoyed a kip in 86 and, by God, he enjoys a kip now.

Three Happy G1s
Why??? See Next Photo.

What a classic!!
Makes a great screensaver!

Wilson '86
"Those that do not learn from history are destined to repeat it".

Comments

[vl]

F. no friends!!!
See i am right, as always, no fond farewells from your little boy's club mates even your G6 buster maaaaate has left you for another music industry junket in London. (Don't forget to take notes on all drinks drunk and food ingested this time Barry! you now have to keep the blog alive.) Anyway F, the lesser grades and the ungraded have enjoyed your visual and written ramblings can hardly wait for the next tour however you better find some new busters to bust with. I don't think we will believe you next time of the existence of your so called G1s and we might just look a little closer to see if the photos has been altered to superimpose your buster maaaates, (after all you have the technology) I don't really want to start a conspiracy theroy here but..... All the very best VL (no sadness in my eyes!)

[John P G-1]

Innocent
Outragious claim Frank. I didnt think you were a mud flinger.You might notice I'm not looking at that picture, but passing it by. But I do like the red jumper and blue shirt combo. JP G-1

[BC G6 D (London Bureau, April 06)]

G6 high and rising
I'm back in the game busts and bustettes! I'm back in the game! Yes, after a semi-retirement of approximately four weeks, I got the call from my close personal friends at EMI on Friday and was back on a plane on Monday. I just keep a bag packed these days with all the essentials - pedastoool bag, grandpa hat (G1 Wilson style), cowboy hat (G1 Leggett style), massage oils (G1 Smith style), a variety of swizzle sticks for different cocktails. Staying a little further down Hyde Park this time, and making my home at Lancaster Gate. Most amenable, especially around the time that third Brandy Alexander goes down the gullet around sundown. Virg, you'll be interested to know that at Camden markets yesterday I purchased a chicken/vegetable/rice combo and found the chicken to be like three day old KFC nuggets. Quite oily, yet disappoinitingly dry. And Joe (if he ever actually read this blog) would be most interested in the bowel movement I had later that evening. Francis, you will think I'm kidding, but Fantastic Day by Haircut 100 just came on the radio in this cafe where I currently type. Ah, the Buster planets are lining up and my mind hurtles back to my unpublished first memoir "Travels With My Cousin", specifically to the chapter outlining our new year's eve of 1982/83, spent in London with the cable-knitted popsters and 15,000 screaming teenage girls. As for JP G1(?) - Smaaaaay! I say let's get our 1987 blog happening. That's the one titled How To Ditch A Canadian Slowly And Painfully. And so, as I recover from a night of drinking vodka until closing time with a 21 year old Finnish girl (no, unlike a G1 story, it was not a dream, and no, of course I don't have photographic evidence), I bid each and every one of you ATVB. BC G6 D (London Bureau, April 06)