Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soul. Show all posts

12 Oct 2014

Wild with Desire and Training Psychologists - Tips for psychology fans, Tony Blackburn could probably explain this

I REALLY enjoy the wireless and some of my favourites are Steve Allen, Sheila Fogarty, Juliet Landau Pope and (the showmanship antics) of Nick Ferrari, the funnest good-psycho on radio today. So before Steve comes on this morning (why 4? FFS, I spose the podcasts are handy though) I thought I'd take this opportunity to thank Tony Blackburn too, for all his great soul shows on auntie Radio Two on a sundi. I can also, sometimes tolerate the CONvincing James O'Brien now that they have Farridge on but sometimes gag and have to switch to the lovely Vanessa Feltz, the type of sister everyone should have. Bless her always, for her ability to gauge and apply psychology and enlightenment to her shows - what a sweetheart. People like this make life worth living. They are undervalued but they carry on regardless as all good people do as they're all driven by love not bull. This is what psycho's never understand (loveless and rejected child syndrome, not fed on demand as infants so they remain emotionally 8 months old, full grown infant syndrome)  Radio 4 is my default when feeling reactionary and very fragile unless they have some god-awful 'listen to me I am in pain' emotional wank play that drives me up the wall. Not that I have no empathy, quite the reverse. I just save it for people who deserve it. Service personnel or other good people who really do deserve my empathy. Not some whining 'artist'(prove it) arse pain. Listen to my favourite song by the sex gods that drive me wild with desire regularly yet arte too young for me (drat) the incredulously insightful  and motivational Rubber Bandits (one of whom is teaching me interesting musical pipe sounds) video followed by audio tips for training psychologists and psychiatrists. Hipster or Hobo lyrics include  'he'll tell you about himself, and then he'll tell you again' and much more illuminated ting. This song explains NPD better than Sam Vaknin does. We must do lunch one day in W8, as promised ; ) x



and here is some help for students