Lord Bassington-Bassington, the blasphemer!

Lord Bassington-Bassington would like to share this picture with the readers of the Chronicles, because it is International Blasphemy Day. And because Lord Bassington-Bassington prefers to blaspheme against His Lordship's own beliefs. And last, not least, because the picture contains a monocle.

The power of pestering

Tony Wakeford has, with German guitarist Gernot Musch, a new project called Twa Corbies. Old-fashioned talk for "two ravens", it is a name with a lot of right references for the genre (Sonne Hagal deals with this material on their lovely Nidar), but also utterly unoriginal and stunningly uninteresting.

Who gives a damn about fowl, anyway?

(Original Twa Corbies logo.)

So Lord Bassington-Bassington has been pestering the poor Mr. Wakeford for a new name and logo. Ladies and gentlemen: We give you Twa Corgies.

(A far better suggestion by Sara.)


And the other day, as we here at the Lord Bassington-Bassington cruised by the Twa Corbies Facebook page, we saw to our - and Lord Bassington-Bassington's – delight that the duo has indeed adopted a more canine logo.

Lord Bassington-Bassington has little to comment, apart from growling "VICTORY!"

Lord Bassington-Bassington would, however, like to point out that any aggravation from His Lordship's constant pestering should be directed at Sara, who is a far easier target. Not only does she live closer to Twa Corbies HQ, but unlike us here at Bassington Manor, who are part of the International Canine Conspiracy, she isn't protected by a squad of crack Assault Corgis.



The Basset assassins, however, are still not back from Bergen. Damn, those guys are useless.

Neofolk lookbook and Oktoberfest report

It's been a while since the last Neofolk lookbook, and this time Lord Bassington-Bassington thought it appropriate to have a seasonal theme to the lookbook.

And since it's still Oktoberfest (at least if, like Lord Bassington-Bassington, you're a bit late to things...) we here at the Lord Bassington-Bassington Chronicles thought it was a good idea to let Germanic superhero, Superfritz show us the proper way to enjoy the festivities.

The following pictures might be seen as a pictorial report from Superfritz' annual pilgrimage to the Erdinger Herbstfest in Bavaria. So enjoy your Oktoberfest, in true Superfritz style.

Proust!

Beer and pretzels. That's two food groups sorted!

Sometimes a big, fat, round cigar is just a cigar. The same applies to guns.

Kameradschaft!

Make sausages, not war.

Death of a Dandy

"The Dying Dandy" by Nils von Dardel. Thanks to Miss von Rappholt for the inspiration.



The man I was seeking among other men
Died in his bed like a royal prince
Before covering his body with a standard...

Copenhagen Tweed Ride

The things one misses...

...because one didn't know about them. For who can resist a good moustache? Certainly not Lord Bassington-Bassington.

Thanks to Trader Magnus for the tip.

A tweedy thread

Autumn is definitely upon us here in the North. So in an attempt to be ahead of the seasons for once, Lord Bassington-Bassington has spent a little too much time browsing through Styleforum's tweed thread. And what better place to store Lord Bassington-Bassington's favourite pictures from this thread than His Lordship's own Chronicles?

The tweed suit at the top is by Hackett, apparently. But we here at the Chronicles have no idea where thetwo bottom pictures are from, though it's obvious that one of the bipeds in them is Nick Wooster. We suspect they are lifted from The Sartorialist, and apologise in advance for using pictures without asking permission first. But as Lord BB has a long history of ripping off The Sartorialist already...

Yes, tweed season will be here soon. And it's time to go through the cupboards here at Bassington Manor to see which jackets and suits are still up to scratch. Surely that's a project for a rainy day. And for a blog post.

Lord Bassington-Bassington would like to thank Sri Kalki Das, His Lordship's brother in tweed, for the tip.