ROSI

No, we're not talking about Rosie the Riveter...though her strength of character was birthed on the banks of the Ohio River here in Evansville making LST's and P-41 Thunderbolt's during WWII. We're talking ROSI...the Rollergirls of Southern Indiana...who embody the strength and determination of Rosie the Riveter wrapped in an athletic and skillful body providing thrills, chills and just downright fun at Swonder Rink in Evansville!

$6 tickets and $1 PBR beer provide the best sports entertainment value you can find anywhere! ROSI is the only non-profit roller derby league in the area, part of the Women's Flat Track Derby Association, who not only entertain, but also donates their time and money to charitable organizations throughout the area.

Getting stamped at the door with a skull and cross bones inspired this errant Knight and part-time pirate that I was in for one hell of a night!

Part of the fun, is the creative use of names by the players, coaches and referees. Above is Miss Embowel, one of the refs for the evening. The name says it all! We would find other names like, Suffragette Kitty, Virgin Cherry, Armia Death, Chesty Copperpot and Sailor Scary.

Here's Lady Allwinky of Warrick with our massage therapist, Dana Darnell, who will soon be skating for ROSI in their next home match. Dana is the reason we were introduced to this fantastic sport! Dana originally hails from Chicago, but tonight the Rollergirls of Southern Indiana were taking on the Shade Brigade from Chicago....and they kicked some City Girl Ass!

Here's one of the Jammers scoring points for the Chicago team. Jammers are identified by a star on their helmet, and they have 2 minutes to get as many points as possible in the Jam.

Here's Hurtz Donut, one of ROSI's excellent Jammers taking her speed ahead of the pack to score points for Southern Indiana.

Some of the most fun action is when Sailor Scary, who's face adorns the program, takes the floor as a Jammer. Here she is pictured Jammer on Jammer. Shortly after I snapped this shot she took out the Chicago Jammer and starting yet another breathless scoring spree!

Sailor Scary stirs up the crowd after scoring 10 points on that Jam. She's an excellent athlete and natural born entertainer.

Here, Sailor Scary strikes a victory pose for my camera.

The final Jam is called and the Rollergirls of Southern Indiana celebrate a 119-44 victory over the Chicago Shade Brigade.

Here's Sailor Scary giving her little sister and mother a sniff of what a hard-earned victory smells like!

And of course, no fine Knights Night would be complete without Sir Hook of Warrick getting his picture taken with the star of the evening!

We're hooked...(pardon the pun)...and plan on attending the rest of the home season this year. To learn more about ROSI you can visit their website: www.rollergirlsofsin.com.

Or course, I don't know if they planned that domain on purpose, but I guarantee that you will be in for a "sinfully" delightful time!

Sir Hook Who's Roller Derby Name Will Be the Back Cracker of Warrick

Agent of Anarchy

1946 ~ 2010

There are not many people who I have been slightly envious of, but Malcolm McLaren, was one of them. For 35 years now I too have tilted at the same bourgeois windmills he so mischievously rode against...but I have found it takes an extra level of "give a damn" and confidence to change a society, which he literally did and whose legacy has made my life positvely heaven by doing it.

Malcolm concocted the Sex Pistols, yes. He also steered the New York Dolls toward their premature demise, brought hip-hop to London and nicked the drag-queen pose called voguing long before Madonna. The wily impresario, who died a couple of days ago at age 64 after a long bout with cancer, undoubtedly had his fingers in a lot of pies.

Rock-& Pop in the 21st century is Andy Warhol's version of artistry -- reproductions, distillations, provocation. McLaren saw it coming a long time ago. "Malcolm McLaren Invented Everything," blared the headline to a 2007 interview feature in Vice magazine. He surely appreciated the hyperbole.

If McLaren saw the Gaga world coming, it was because he worked in visual terms at least as much as musical. The co-proprietor with then-girlfriend Vivienne Westwood of an early-1970s London shop located on the Kings Road called Let It Rock, he kicked against the supposed ideals of the hippies -- "hippos," he called them -- by reintroducing the Edwardian fashions of the teddy boys of the 1950s, when rock 'n' roll in Britain was an anarchic reaction to the country's squalor and repression.

They soon renamed the shop Too Fast to Live Too Young to Die, which in turn became the bondage-gear boutique Sex

and, finally, Seditionaries, where McLaren delighted in the fact that the place was so derelict there were rats running around beneath the cash register. To Westwood's distress, McLaren had a habit of changing the store's theme just as its underground loyalists gave way to a wider, more mainstream clientele. "Whenever it started making money, I closed it down," he recalled.

Managing the New York Dolls, McLaren had an idea that the glammy prepunk band would provide a forum for debating "the politics of boredom," a subject the Sex Pistols, the Clash (managed by McLaren associate Bernie Rhodes) and countless other punks would soon adopt as their own. He claimed he brought a new, confrontational look back to London from New York, the ripped T-shirts of a New York scenester named Richard Hell, who would soon co-found the bands Television and the Voidoids.

The Sex Pistols, who famously auditioned Johnny Rotten in the Sex shop, where he sang along to Alice Cooper's 'I'm Eighteen' on the jukebox, brought McLaren his own taste of fame when he was arrested after organizing the group's infamous boat ride down the River Thames during the Queen's Silver Jubilee. In the fictionalized documentary 'The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle,' released in 1980, two years after the Sex Pistols' implosion, McLaren gleefully played himself as the "Embezzler," claiming a Svengali role which Rotten, who would successfully sue his former manager, has loudly disputed over the years.

"Frustration is one of the great things in art," McLaren once wrote in a college notebook. "Satisfaction is nothing." Though his greatest achievement, the agitpop Pistols project, flamed out like the celluloid in 'Inglourious Basterds,' McLaren was just lighting his match. Whatever his indescribable forte was, it was not sitting still.

In the early '80s, he created Bow Wow Wow installing 13-year-old Annabella Lwin as lead singer -- as a New Wave tribal-drum jump-rope crew, helped introduce hip-hop to London with his own 'Duck Rock' album (with artwork by Keith Haring), and dreamed up visual styles ranging from a pirate theme popularized by Adam and the Ants to the multilayered, bag-lady "Buffalo Gals" look named after his bubblegum hip-hop hit. He proposed himself as manager of the young Red Hot Chili Peppers, then backed out after seeing the band perform. He collaborated with Afrika Bambaataa, Bootsy Collins, Jeff Beck and Françoise Hardy.

In later years, he found other receptacles for his creative juices, threatening to run for mayor of London and co-producing the film version of 'Fast Food Nation.' And his own music, so often charmingly inept and pretentious, hung around: Eminem and the Coup were two of many rap acts who sampled his songs, and Quentin Tarantino, the music connoisseur, featured McLaren's 'About Her,' a woozy rip-off of the Zombies' 'She's Not There,' on the 'Kill Bill Vol. 2' soundtrack.

To many he was an infernal windbag and full of arrogance....but that as anybody who is involved in the Music Industry is an outsiders thumbnail sketch of everyone who manages bands, and largely a result of his voice which sounded supercilious, upper class and lazy in tone. He was anything But.

Transforming the fashion and art and music industry by potently combining all three as a fist against the woolly establishment, will never be emulated again, as the embers of it all are now an unshockable staid middleage..

The UK then was ripe for shocking in the seventies, and even tho we are now in the depths of Simon Cowell dominated dross, it will take an even bigger upheavel to shake that off, without someone sneering that its all been done before, by Malcolm McLaren.

He taught me you can only be first in life, everything needs that different twist......and even if you don't feel you have original creativity in your bones...you can combine other peoples originality, to create movement, or a Movement in life.. He was the great Conduit, the great delegator, instigator, ... in short he was to paraphrase the ex Pistols album title, The Bollocks, and I miss him already.

I was even moved just now to dig out the original punk T-shirt that I bought at SEX in the seventies and offer it up to my frame which now has a bit more timber on it than the skinny white boy who wandered the Kings Road looking for action.

As of today, McLaren's otherwise empty homepage still says, "Malcolm will return shortly." For all we know, this master of pop orchestration may be just plotting his next move,

..............either way i'll be raising a toast to the Grandmaster Flash, when I am stood in front of a stage tonight with hell bent music blowing the froth off my pint.

Sir Dayvd of Oxfordshire

UK Knight in Wrong Job Shock

Warehouse workers and drivers walked out for a second day today over the new rules, which came into force on April 1.

Jens Bekke, a spokesman for the world's fourth biggest brewer, said: "Previously, there has been free beer, water and soft drinks everywhere.

"Yesterday, beers were removed from all refrigerators. The only place you can get a beer in future is in the canteen, at lunch."

Mr Bekke said drivers retained an old right to have three beers per day outside lunch hours, and warehouse workers claimed the same right.

He said: "Because of that, the warehouse staff went on strike yesterday, with other staff striking in sympathy."

Bekke said as many as 800 had walked out on Wednesday, with 250 still on strike today.

The Confederation of Danish Industry and trade union 3F have agreed to look into the dispute.

There have been no shipments from Copenhagen today, but Carlsberg is expecting the financial impact of the strike to be minor.

Mr Bekke added that Carlsberg's trucks have alcohol locks so drivers would not be able to drink too much and drive.

Sir D (who dreams of free beer) of O