Foster’s, You’re Fired!

January 16, 2012 | Cobberwebb 2

Since the age of 17, I have abused my liver and taste buds with Foster’s and other concoctions that have been described as beer. No more. Thanks to Talkingship I’ve finally taken the plunge into the world of delicious ales.

An innocent fresh fish hunt at the nearby supermarket turned into a long staring contest where the most amusing named beer would make it into my basket. Four made it in and many, many more will soon follow as I seek out and taste new glorious pastures. I will try and describe the taste, words may be invented by myself to achieve this, I will not however be describing the smell as years of smoking and exposure to my flatmate’s bathroom deposits have left that sense useless. I better get on and show you what I have as the beer is being consumed and my hand, brain co-ordination is quickly deteriorating. Read More

A Love Song

January 13, 2012 | Cobberwebb 4

Yes, so love songs in general are pretty bad. They’re slow, boring, soppy, only played at weddings and the ladies can’t get enough of them. So I felt I needed to do something about it.Read More

Cob’s Commercial Rage

January 13, 2012 | Cobberwebb 4

I can feel the rage running through into my fingers just thinking about them so I put together a few of these monstrosities and a couple of gems from the past in the video below. Enjoy, if possible.Read More