Thursday, March 31, 2005

INTRODUCING J.R.BLABBERCHOPS


Above: Album cover 'Live & uncensored',
J.R.Blabberchop's debut release, Circa 1984. Posted by Hello

J.R.Blabberchops, d.o.b. unknown, is said to have been born in France. Orphaned at a young age, she moved to Paris with aspirations of becoming an internationally famous fashion model, but being drawn to the seedy underworld, she soon found herself coupled up with then prominent Jazz artist, Lou Brown Regal.

Regal, although highly sought after for his musical ability, was an eccentric recluse who inhabited an abandoned clock tower in the cities sleazy red light district. Some say the chiming of the clocks three bells were heard only within the depths of Regal's troubled mind, and no one really knows for sure how long ago that clock showed the right time, however, unaffected by the town's impression of Regal, J.R. was infatuated with his great talent and creative genius! He took her under his wing and J.R. obliged with open arms as he had awoken within her a newfound desire to wow the world through music.

CONSPIRACY THEORY #1:
J.R.BLABBERCHOPS WAS PURELY A FIGMENT OF LOU BROWN REGAL'S IMAGINATION.
- This was later disproved when J.R. Blabberchops released her debut album 'Live and uncensored' in 1984.

Although J.R. was widely accepted by her fellow artists, her music went unnoticed by the wider comunity and she found herself unrecognised and unremembered. Turning to the drink and the drugs to repress her dissillusionment J.R. Blabberchops found herself ruined and desperate by the tender age of thirty, with no where left to turn but the streets.
Spiralling out of controll on a rollercoaster ride of bitter regret and self loathing J.R. moved to Australia where she now resides, writing 'The Daily Tattler', a newsletter with sporadic entries, riddled with conspiracy theories and laden with witty banter.
Read on, if you will, and you too will discover the dark truth's and plethora of lies that dwell within the recesses of J.R. Blabberchop's sordid mind.

- Article from The Daily Telegraph, by Joseph Winthrop.

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