Sunday, January 30, 2005
Electronic Gnostic
If it weren't for going to work today I'd be right down the library tp get some books on HTML to give this site some rhazmataz. But I am in work, so no rhazmataz just yet.
But, I've joined a few webrings (Looking for more), and I've listed a few blogss that I've liked when ahving a look around the Internet.
Things To Do In England When You're Dead Version 1.3 on the way...
But, I've joined a few webrings (Looking for more), and I've listed a few blogss that I've liked when ahving a look around the Internet.
Things To Do In England When You're Dead Version 1.3 on the way...
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Tea and Politics
The Guardian had a front page story yesterday about Tony Blair giving Tea mugs and pot as a gift when visiting a West London housing estate. Jane Pettigrew, author of "A Social History of Tea" said it was a publicity stunt that he just couldn't pull off, he's no man of the people, even if he does go on GMTV with a cuppa in hand.
More detail was given in the G2 feature, explaining that his biggest fault was the choice of mug. First off, it was a sale item, £1.70, and on a soon to be discontinued line, and second, the drinker was more of a cup and saucer lady, a self confessed "purist" who liked somewhere to put her tea spoon, and who believes thinner cups keep the Tea warmer (No scientific evidence is available to verify or dispute this claim).
However, despite the respectability of the Guardian, I believe this article was flawed, claiming that the art of sitting down to a cup of Tea was dead, gone the way of other social traditions such as the rounds system, the mix tape and handshakes. As it happened however, I only bought the paper because I wanted something to read in the cafe while waiting for a friend to show up for our first Tea meeting of the year (I predict there being many). As if this wasn't proof the tradition was alive and well, she also brought a book, "A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down", which discusses the importance of choosing the right pot and the picking the right biscuit (The book also has a very informative website).
Tea continues to be in the news today, as it was revealed that Police Officers have been excepting Tea and coffee while on duty. Accepting this hospitality is against policy, but officers argue that accepting Tea is part of "good community policing", and that it has been going on since Dixon of Dock Green. Not all bad Tea news for the rozzes however, apparently herbal Tea calms down prison inmates, making life easier for guards.
More detail was given in the G2 feature, explaining that his biggest fault was the choice of mug. First off, it was a sale item, £1.70, and on a soon to be discontinued line, and second, the drinker was more of a cup and saucer lady, a self confessed "purist" who liked somewhere to put her tea spoon, and who believes thinner cups keep the Tea warmer (No scientific evidence is available to verify or dispute this claim).
However, despite the respectability of the Guardian, I believe this article was flawed, claiming that the art of sitting down to a cup of Tea was dead, gone the way of other social traditions such as the rounds system, the mix tape and handshakes. As it happened however, I only bought the paper because I wanted something to read in the cafe while waiting for a friend to show up for our first Tea meeting of the year (I predict there being many). As if this wasn't proof the tradition was alive and well, she also brought a book, "A Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down", which discusses the importance of choosing the right pot and the picking the right biscuit (The book also has a very informative website).
Tea continues to be in the news today, as it was revealed that Police Officers have been excepting Tea and coffee while on duty. Accepting this hospitality is against policy, but officers argue that accepting Tea is part of "good community policing", and that it has been going on since Dixon of Dock Green. Not all bad Tea news for the rozzes however, apparently herbal Tea calms down prison inmates, making life easier for guards.
Julian Cope Photos, Liverpool Carling Academy, 24/01/05
After spending a mere £14.99 on a USB cable I can upload some photos from Julian Cope in various rock action poses, the hairy man, guitar man, balancing on a perch man...
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Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Speed Camera Victims
Julian Cope: Moronic Kraut-Rock Beats Over Speed Metal
I saw Julian Cope last night, but only just!
In a most unforgivable of crimes I forgot it was a friends birthday that day and I'd already bought me ticket once I'd promised to do something with her. So I did the only thing I could do in a situation, I went to the gig. But I'm not evil! She got great birthday presents (A Mint Aero (The campest chocolate of them all), a set of teaspoons and some chocolate liquor's), and I went to the gig late to minimize time spent away from the party. However, yesterday she did prove to be me insult muse, so much piss was taken out of her, especially following the revelation that January 24th had been scientifically determined as the worst day of the year), and Karma was dished out in the form of missing my bus by a matter of moments, going to the wrong venue, and consequently getting top the gig half an hour after is started.
The set is everything you would expect former 70's psychedelic pop start turned 80's acid casualty turned 90's writer of cultural heritidge and anquitarian who occasional tours playing "A moronic blend of Kraut-Rock beats with Speed Metal", but what exactly would that entail?
I got there to here him talking about Allah eating Jehovah, and Jehovah eating Jesus, or something like that, it was all strange as I wandered into that auditorium of rock. The first thing I noticed as I started the long trek from the back of the venue to the second row (After a brief stall 3.5 people back) is the omnipresent smell of weed, more than when I saw Cypruss Hill. I think this may have been having an adverse effect on some people, especially the guy who decided he was a glass collector and the performer himself, who couldn't remember what day it was (As one would expect).
As well as great songs from his long solo career and Brain Donor (Possibly a The Teardrop Explodes song to, not sure) we get treated the best between song banter you could ever expect, the sort a mere mortal couldn't even thing of. Over the course of the night Julian tells us that he is a vampire, that on New Years Day he passed through a portal that transported his music back to psychedelia, that Rock 'N' Roll is the ultimate traibalism and outdates all known buildings, and about befriending a toothless homeless person in Denmark. And as if that wasn't Rock 'N' Roll enough, he explained that he became his own road manager so that he could take a Mellotron on tour without having to fight for it. It's so Rock 'N' Roll is easily compensates for him wearing a headset mic and asking a roadey to come get his keys out of his pocket as his fingernails where too short and he couldn't see them because he was wearing shades.
The music this guy played was fantastic, I was totally emerssed in it for the full 90 mins I was there (He's famed for always giving two hour shows). I didn't know much of the stuff from the huge back catalogue, but "White Van" got the place jumping, as did the song about Space Hoppers, and the best treat was saved for the end, a very long rendition of "Reynard the Fox", from his second solo album, "Fried" (One I actually own).
I was at the front for this closer, a good place to be, got great photos and had a good bounce (As did the other guy in a Ramones t-shirt). The song was a long one about fox hunting, written from the perspective of the Fox, so yes, it's anti-hunting. Maynard witness the destruction of his family by hunters and he's having none of it, he destroys his fur by pouring his piss over it (After using a WWII helmet as vessel for it), damns the humans worship of invisible Sky Gods and comes to realize the only real sacrifice one can make it to themselves, which he does, achieving some sort of higher spiritual state (not sure about that end, I'd sort of lost the point he was trying to make, I think he had to). There was a mention of Tea in the lawn there to.
Photos as soon as I find my USB cable
In a most unforgivable of crimes I forgot it was a friends birthday that day and I'd already bought me ticket once I'd promised to do something with her. So I did the only thing I could do in a situation, I went to the gig. But I'm not evil! She got great birthday presents (A Mint Aero (The campest chocolate of them all), a set of teaspoons and some chocolate liquor's), and I went to the gig late to minimize time spent away from the party. However, yesterday she did prove to be me insult muse, so much piss was taken out of her, especially following the revelation that January 24th had been scientifically determined as the worst day of the year), and Karma was dished out in the form of missing my bus by a matter of moments, going to the wrong venue, and consequently getting top the gig half an hour after is started.
The set is everything you would expect former 70's psychedelic pop start turned 80's acid casualty turned 90's writer of cultural heritidge and anquitarian who occasional tours playing "A moronic blend of Kraut-Rock beats with Speed Metal", but what exactly would that entail?
I got there to here him talking about Allah eating Jehovah, and Jehovah eating Jesus, or something like that, it was all strange as I wandered into that auditorium of rock. The first thing I noticed as I started the long trek from the back of the venue to the second row (After a brief stall 3.5 people back) is the omnipresent smell of weed, more than when I saw Cypruss Hill. I think this may have been having an adverse effect on some people, especially the guy who decided he was a glass collector and the performer himself, who couldn't remember what day it was (As one would expect).
As well as great songs from his long solo career and Brain Donor (Possibly a The Teardrop Explodes song to, not sure) we get treated the best between song banter you could ever expect, the sort a mere mortal couldn't even thing of. Over the course of the night Julian tells us that he is a vampire, that on New Years Day he passed through a portal that transported his music back to psychedelia, that Rock 'N' Roll is the ultimate traibalism and outdates all known buildings, and about befriending a toothless homeless person in Denmark. And as if that wasn't Rock 'N' Roll enough, he explained that he became his own road manager so that he could take a Mellotron on tour without having to fight for it. It's so Rock 'N' Roll is easily compensates for him wearing a headset mic and asking a roadey to come get his keys out of his pocket as his fingernails where too short and he couldn't see them because he was wearing shades.
The music this guy played was fantastic, I was totally emerssed in it for the full 90 mins I was there (He's famed for always giving two hour shows). I didn't know much of the stuff from the huge back catalogue, but "White Van" got the place jumping, as did the song about Space Hoppers, and the best treat was saved for the end, a very long rendition of "Reynard the Fox", from his second solo album, "Fried" (One I actually own).
I was at the front for this closer, a good place to be, got great photos and had a good bounce (As did the other guy in a Ramones t-shirt). The song was a long one about fox hunting, written from the perspective of the Fox, so yes, it's anti-hunting. Maynard witness the destruction of his family by hunters and he's having none of it, he destroys his fur by pouring his piss over it (After using a WWII helmet as vessel for it), damns the humans worship of invisible Sky Gods and comes to realize the only real sacrifice one can make it to themselves, which he does, achieving some sort of higher spiritual state (not sure about that end, I'd sort of lost the point he was trying to make, I think he had to). There was a mention of Tea in the lawn there to.
Photos as soon as I find my USB cable
Monday, January 24, 2005
Henry Rollins: Shocked I'm Yawning
I returned to the Paradise City yesterday, arriving early to indulge in the nobel art of record shopping, spending £40 on the Dresden dolls (Including a nice promo CD+ DVD set), a Mike Patton Vs. X-ecutioners promo, two albums by The Triffids (Rare finds each) and a Julian Cope single (Seeing him tonight, hurra!) and visited the lands finest record stores (The mighty Vinyl Exchange , the expensive Piccadilly Records and the ever reliable Polar Bear Records).
It wasn't all fun and games, I was there as a man on a mission, to see Henry Rollins do two hours of stand up for the third time (That's six hours of my life he's talked at me for). This time he was very upmarket, playing in The Lowry, on the largest UK stage outside of London, a promising sign of his rise, but from where I'm sitting I can spy a few empty seats, and I know people who didn't buy tickets till the day before the event and still managed to get onto Row E of the circle.
Maybe for the best, it definitely took some time for him to warm up and move onto more original material (Perhaps my fault as I've heard every spoken word CD of his), but top my utter horror I find myself yawning! I'm struggling to keep awake in the presence of a latter day Bill Hicks, a man who has never failed to amaze me, hope this changes soon....
But, thankfully its not long till he's in better shape and the Rock ''N' Roll anecdotes start to come thing and fast, along with a human interest story for good measure. The funniest stories where about working on William Shatners new album "Has Been". Ben Fold asked him to stop in Tennessee to help out after returning from a USO Show tour and was perfectly honest about the fact they had nothing at all planned, he was confident they would just hit if off, and it seems they did, producing the excellent track, "I Can't Get Behind That". We where given a great tale about the sessions recording, the drafting in of a guest guitarist, and a brilliant William Shatner impression (Later descending into tales about scallops and Ben Stiller).
Sadder stories where the mandatory report on the last Ramone to die, this time it being Johnny, and he said how he had to explain to him, just weeks before he died, the amazing influence The Ramones had on the world (A great one it was to).
Back on the funny side, he had been an MC at a pro-gay wedding music festival organized by the bloke from Husker Du (Where he was propositioned by many a fine drunk young man), attended the premier of Kill Bill Vol. 1 with the guy who wrote The Chase and Mousetrap and had a slightly worrying chat with Ike Turner and got a part in a movie with Steve Coogan (Opting to voice a liking of a local star, as opposed to his usual dis and dismissal of Oasis).
So all in all he struck his usual balance, praising what we like (The Ramones) while also mocking some of our Sacred Cows (The use of "Top 5" to measure people up), and although it was a good show, it just seemed like he wasn't as into it as other show he's put on in Manchester (Probably something to do with the empty seats, and as he said himself at the end, people looking keen for him to stop talking).
It wasn't all fun and games, I was there as a man on a mission, to see Henry Rollins do two hours of stand up for the third time (That's six hours of my life he's talked at me for). This time he was very upmarket, playing in The Lowry, on the largest UK stage outside of London, a promising sign of his rise, but from where I'm sitting I can spy a few empty seats, and I know people who didn't buy tickets till the day before the event and still managed to get onto Row E of the circle.
Maybe for the best, it definitely took some time for him to warm up and move onto more original material (Perhaps my fault as I've heard every spoken word CD of his), but top my utter horror I find myself yawning! I'm struggling to keep awake in the presence of a latter day Bill Hicks, a man who has never failed to amaze me, hope this changes soon....
But, thankfully its not long till he's in better shape and the Rock ''N' Roll anecdotes start to come thing and fast, along with a human interest story for good measure. The funniest stories where about working on William Shatners new album "Has Been". Ben Fold asked him to stop in Tennessee to help out after returning from a USO Show tour and was perfectly honest about the fact they had nothing at all planned, he was confident they would just hit if off, and it seems they did, producing the excellent track, "I Can't Get Behind That". We where given a great tale about the sessions recording, the drafting in of a guest guitarist, and a brilliant William Shatner impression (Later descending into tales about scallops and Ben Stiller).
Sadder stories where the mandatory report on the last Ramone to die, this time it being Johnny, and he said how he had to explain to him, just weeks before he died, the amazing influence The Ramones had on the world (A great one it was to).
Back on the funny side, he had been an MC at a pro-gay wedding music festival organized by the bloke from Husker Du (Where he was propositioned by many a fine drunk young man), attended the premier of Kill Bill Vol. 1 with the guy who wrote The Chase and Mousetrap and had a slightly worrying chat with Ike Turner and got a part in a movie with Steve Coogan (Opting to voice a liking of a local star, as opposed to his usual dis and dismissal of Oasis).
So all in all he struck his usual balance, praising what we like (The Ramones) while also mocking some of our Sacred Cows (The use of "Top 5" to measure people up), and although it was a good show, it just seemed like he wasn't as into it as other show he's put on in Manchester (Probably something to do with the empty seats, and as he said himself at the end, people looking keen for him to stop talking).
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Team America, World Police: I liked the parts which where in good taste
Who could release a film about American dominating world politics just before they run an election in Iraq? Who could include scenes of people being washed away in giant waves following the latest world events? Trey Parker, and Matt Stone, that's who.
I went to see Team America: World Police tonight. I had a pleasurable experience of waiting in the station for twenty minutes for my tardy posse to turn up, but when doing so noticed that it seems to be the meeting point for the local Goth child population (Probably explaining why I've been carving my mashed potato into the shape of Lime Street Station the last few days while humming Temple of Love).
So yes, the movie. Very South Park at points, even borrowing songs from the series, but reflecting how Thunderbirds recently lost their strings, here the South Park creators pick them up destroying all the innocence of puppeteering.
The film shows the world as it should be, French streets are made of crousants, in bars in Cairo bands play the theme tune to the Muppets and random drunks in bars give the advice that might just save the day, like in my life. The parody is persistently fantastic and insightful, and being the first work from these two in a while it lets them take shots at recent tyrants thrust upon us, most notably Michael Moore.
But, the film just didn't measure up to South Park, not sure why, but then what high standards to try and top. The movie seemed to receive very little publicity in advance, a good thing as it saved the movie being over-hyped. It was also carried less message than later day South Park, a move that will no doubt increase its popularity, but without loosing the message completly. There was also something about this movie that made me laugh at the points where no one else did...
A fun night was had by all, apart from me, who had to pay £6 for a taxi home only to get dropped of 2/3rds of the way as I was out of cash.
I went to see Team America: World Police tonight. I had a pleasurable experience of waiting in the station for twenty minutes for my tardy posse to turn up, but when doing so noticed that it seems to be the meeting point for the local Goth child population (Probably explaining why I've been carving my mashed potato into the shape of Lime Street Station the last few days while humming Temple of Love).
So yes, the movie. Very South Park at points, even borrowing songs from the series, but reflecting how Thunderbirds recently lost their strings, here the South Park creators pick them up destroying all the innocence of puppeteering.
The film shows the world as it should be, French streets are made of crousants, in bars in Cairo bands play the theme tune to the Muppets and random drunks in bars give the advice that might just save the day, like in my life. The parody is persistently fantastic and insightful, and being the first work from these two in a while it lets them take shots at recent tyrants thrust upon us, most notably Michael Moore.
But, the film just didn't measure up to South Park, not sure why, but then what high standards to try and top. The movie seemed to receive very little publicity in advance, a good thing as it saved the movie being over-hyped. It was also carried less message than later day South Park, a move that will no doubt increase its popularity, but without loosing the message completly. There was also something about this movie that made me laugh at the points where no one else did...
A fun night was had by all, apart from me, who had to pay £6 for a taxi home only to get dropped of 2/3rds of the way as I was out of cash.
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Bad News, Worse News....
Friday, January 21, 2005
Rock 'N' Roll Minor Planets
I always thought that Motorhead deserved to have a planet named after them, and they do, and I'm sure as soon as one becomes avaliable within the Solar System it will be so. Till then, planets, comets and other astral bodies have been named ofter many late greats, including Frank Zappa, George Harrison and Elvis (Well, late anyway (Or is he...)).
A full list can be found here.
Raises interesting thouhts within my mind this. Will we ever turn our telescopes to the sky one day in the hopes of Ringo Star passing by? Will Frank Zappa go of track and fly into the eart destorying us all? Should we use minor planets Enya & McCartney be in the future, used as prison camps? I do hope so.
What if a planet is named and it turns out to be inhabited by intellegent life? Will we one day contact them and have to sheepishly explain that we let someone name thier planet Bon Jovi? I wouldn't want to go breaking that news to somebody...
A full list can be found here.
Raises interesting thouhts within my mind this. Will we ever turn our telescopes to the sky one day in the hopes of Ringo Star passing by? Will Frank Zappa go of track and fly into the eart destorying us all? Should we use minor planets Enya & McCartney be in the future, used as prison camps? I do hope so.
What if a planet is named and it turns out to be inhabited by intellegent life? Will we one day contact them and have to sheepishly explain that we let someone name thier planet Bon Jovi? I wouldn't want to go breaking that news to somebody...
Ticket Tout 2
Mr. reznor had a great idea to let peoples registered to the NIN mailing list have access to pre-sale tickets for the up-coming London show, and wouldn't you know it, they're already on eBay, currently £80 each.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
eBay Ticket Tout Alert
Remember Tom Waits playing in the Hammersmith Apollo, London last year? The hype about the venue selling out in 30 mins, how there was so much demand he could have filled Old Trafford for five nights? You ever even suspect Tom Waits had that much of a following (Admitedly, Mule Varations did sell over one-million copies, but that was worldwide)?
Maybe it might have been thousands of ticket touts which later sold for £600 on eBay, double that on the street. This has so enraged TV personality (And probable Tom Waits fan) Charles Kennedy that he wants the Lib Dems clamp down on the fiends.
Selling tickets on eBay is the worst crime, not only do you get less despite the larger market, its done by people who lack the aggro, quick wit and bartering skills needed to sell tickets succcesfuly, the dirty stop outs...
I deplore the action of these touts, and I certainly won't be waking up at 8:45 AM on Saturday to put on the kettle then try get my piano player fingers onto some Nine Inch Nails tickets for their first gig here since Glastonbury '00 (I was there you know, selling cans of Stella for £2.50 before their set started as I'd forgotten to bring money, food or a sleeping bag), the first to promote their new album, and I'm certainly not on their site now registering with the pre-order service...
So none of you, no rushing to places where tickets are avaliable to snap up tickets, not till I've got mine...
Incidently, the other Nine Inch Nails news site,The Meathead Perspective, is rather amusing.
Maybe it might have been thousands of ticket touts which later sold for £600 on eBay, double that on the street. This has so enraged TV personality (And probable Tom Waits fan) Charles Kennedy that he wants the Lib Dems clamp down on the fiends.
Selling tickets on eBay is the worst crime, not only do you get less despite the larger market, its done by people who lack the aggro, quick wit and bartering skills needed to sell tickets succcesfuly, the dirty stop outs...
I deplore the action of these touts, and I certainly won't be waking up at 8:45 AM on Saturday to put on the kettle then try get my piano player fingers onto some Nine Inch Nails tickets for their first gig here since Glastonbury '00 (I was there you know, selling cans of Stella for £2.50 before their set started as I'd forgotten to bring money, food or a sleeping bag), the first to promote their new album, and I'm certainly not on their site now registering with the pre-order service...
So none of you, no rushing to places where tickets are avaliable to snap up tickets, not till I've got mine...
Incidently, the other Nine Inch Nails news site,The Meathead Perspective, is rather amusing.
Well D'uh...
No Fighting in the War Room!
I just saw Dr. Strangelove (Or: "How I Stopped Worrying & Leant To Love The Bomb") for the first time (A mere 10 days before its 40th annivesrry), what a blast!
Brig. Gen. Ripper character really does resemble George W. Bush and is a worrying omen of what sorta mess he could land the world in. Worrying...
Peter Sellers is fantastic in all three roles, President Muffley has some strong Morinarty (From The Goon Show) influences, a good thing, but reminds me of a long forgotten comedy gem, "The Critic", starring Jon Lovitz.
"Celebrities putting themselves into famous films, what's next, Docotor Strangeloveitz? Wait, that's a great idea!!"
Couldn't see Lovits making a good Nazi character....
Brig. Gen. Ripper character really does resemble George W. Bush and is a worrying omen of what sorta mess he could land the world in. Worrying...
Peter Sellers is fantastic in all three roles, President Muffley has some strong Morinarty (From The Goon Show) influences, a good thing, but reminds me of a long forgotten comedy gem, "The Critic", starring Jon Lovitz.
"Celebrities putting themselves into famous films, what's next, Docotor Strangeloveitz? Wait, that's a great idea!!"
Couldn't see Lovits making a good Nazi character....
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Get on the Magic Airbus
Airbus are finally showing the public the new A380, the plane to buy if you want to move between 550-800 people at once.
Of course, all the good news is out, but only The Guardian seems to have taken some time to discuss the bad news, such as Virgin prosponing thier order till 2008 (by which time the Boeing rivial, the 7E7 Dreamliner, will be in opperation) because only two airports look set to be ready, Paris and London, which already has pleanty of low costts flights anyway. American airports seems slow to implement the required changes to accomodate these planes, wonder if they'll manage to find the time and rescourcees when the American backed effort is ready for the skies?
And it takes a lot of adaptations for an airport to acccept the superjumbo jets. The Airbus plant in Hamburg where the planes are beig produced had massive amounts of trouble trying to get the extra land needed to expand the runway, I'm not even sure if they defeted the anti-progess apple farms in time to secure the contract. And come on, if the first airport to try to accomodate the planes fails, not really a good omen is it?
Plus, as well as being lenghtened, runways need to be reinforced to support its
1,235,000lb bulk, gates need to be adapted to have two boarding levels and lugae transport needs to be changed to.
Not that this is not without benifits, such as on-plane bars and casinos (Ideal place to be in turbulance), private rooms with double beds (Ideal palce to be during turbulance) and on-plane showers (Ono which the water has be recycled, and due to the massive weight of this think it'll probably have enough for only half of the first person shower. So not only do they have to use thier own water twice, so do the next 555 people).
This plane is just too heavy, I bet after the crash test they remove a lot of stuff from this flying hotel. Weight is such an issue they can't even decide on the capcity of the plane yet. Anyway, enough of that....
Of course, all the good news is out, but only The Guardian seems to have taken some time to discuss the bad news, such as Virgin prosponing thier order till 2008 (by which time the Boeing rivial, the 7E7 Dreamliner, will be in opperation) because only two airports look set to be ready, Paris and London, which already has pleanty of low costts flights anyway. American airports seems slow to implement the required changes to accomodate these planes, wonder if they'll manage to find the time and rescourcees when the American backed effort is ready for the skies?
And it takes a lot of adaptations for an airport to acccept the superjumbo jets. The Airbus plant in Hamburg where the planes are beig produced had massive amounts of trouble trying to get the extra land needed to expand the runway, I'm not even sure if they defeted the anti-progess apple farms in time to secure the contract. And come on, if the first airport to try to accomodate the planes fails, not really a good omen is it?
Plus, as well as being lenghtened, runways need to be reinforced to support its
1,235,000lb bulk, gates need to be adapted to have two boarding levels and lugae transport needs to be changed to.
Not that this is not without benifits, such as on-plane bars and casinos (Ideal place to be in turbulance), private rooms with double beds (Ideal palce to be during turbulance) and on-plane showers (Ono which the water has be recycled, and due to the massive weight of this think it'll probably have enough for only half of the first person shower. So not only do they have to use thier own water twice, so do the next 555 people).
This plane is just too heavy, I bet after the crash test they remove a lot of stuff from this flying hotel. Weight is such an issue they can't even decide on the capcity of the plane yet. Anyway, enough of that....
First gigs of 2005
Sunday will be my first gig of 2005, Henry Rollins at The Lowry, Manchester, meaning i can combine the pleasures of his Bill Hicks-eque, Ramones loving comedy with a day at Imperial War Museum North and its stunning multi-media projections shows. I also get the headonistic delights of Vinyl Exchange, Piccadilly Records and some top rate kebabs (Monsoons here I come!). it'll certinaly make me a happy camper.
In the last two weeks I've also got tickets to see Lou Reed, The Dresden Dolls and Le Tigre, more happy campig ahoy. Also planning to see The Hives and Hayseed Dixie, what fun life can be...
In the last two weeks I've also got tickets to see Lou Reed, The Dresden Dolls and Le Tigre, more happy campig ahoy. Also planning to see The Hives and Hayseed Dixie, what fun life can be...
Things to do on a Zebra crossing when nearly killed
People have always said I was doomed to die on the roads, it almost happened today, on a zebra crossing...
admittedly, I was dressed in black and white (Including the white shoes mentioned last post) but I couldn't have been too camouflaged as a car and van had already stopped, which ultimately saved me. A kid (Really, about 14, was speeding along about 30 mph and tried to drive between them. It was to wide however and got jammed in and pretty wrecked up. He tried to drive off, didn't work and did a runner, leaving his passenger to take the rap.
I should also add, to my credit, I did absolutes nothing to stop the guy who was running away, for various reasons which I will voice here to justify myself. First, and most importantly, I had six albums on me and didn't want to drop them and face the wrath of the British libraries (Or their extreme niceness (Come on, us English have a proper final solution that doesn't involve mass murder)), especially already being in the bad books in Newcastle. Anyway, also, a Jag crashes, what look likes a fight breaks out, clearly gang violence going on, must guard the CD's! I did stay around to give a statement...
Ran over on a zebra crossing, what a way to go that'd of been!
admittedly, I was dressed in black and white (Including the white shoes mentioned last post) but I couldn't have been too camouflaged as a car and van had already stopped, which ultimately saved me. A kid (Really, about 14, was speeding along about 30 mph and tried to drive between them. It was to wide however and got jammed in and pretty wrecked up. He tried to drive off, didn't work and did a runner, leaving his passenger to take the rap.
I should also add, to my credit, I did absolutes nothing to stop the guy who was running away, for various reasons which I will voice here to justify myself. First, and most importantly, I had six albums on me and didn't want to drop them and face the wrath of the British libraries (Or their extreme niceness (Come on, us English have a proper final solution that doesn't involve mass murder)), especially already being in the bad books in Newcastle. Anyway, also, a Jag crashes, what look likes a fight breaks out, clearly gang violence going on, must guard the CD's! I did stay around to give a statement...
Ran over on a zebra crossing, what a way to go that'd of been!
Friday, January 14, 2005
A Guilty Pleasure...
I departed my abode early this morning, finishing my tea and heading to town, a man with a mission. Two pairs of boots had broken zips, my Beatle Boots and my New Rocks (If you've seen the episode of Spinechillers, "Goths", featuring Mackenzie "Bloke from The Office" Crook and Mark "I've Been in Every Good BBC / Channel 4 Comedy in the last Ten Years" Heap, you have to see the opening page of the New Rock Site). Turns out that Timpsons have a monopoly on the UK boot zip fixing market, so it'd cost £120 to fix the New Rock (The original price) and £60 for the others, which had only cost twentytwo Euros. I left the shop, boots in bag...
I also had to buy some new trousers for work, I'd been told my leather trosuers where "Too kinky for work" and daren't try out the PVC ones, so i had to do the rounds of River Island, Burton and Finally Top Man (Of Motorhead t-shirt fame). Burton had nothing long enough in the leg, but they did have Adam Ant on the video jukebox, but as Ant faded out, 50 Cent faded in, and I faded out the shop. Top Man, a long despised shop, saved the day. First of, two for one sale, and I found trousers straight away (Nice pinstripes and a cotton pair that look velvety). Second, same offer on shoes, and they had winklepickers! I have difficulties in finding shoes, winklepickers, brothel creepers and Chealsea boots are hard to come, and I like nice cork bottoms with leather soles, but I'm afraid to say I had to compromise. Turned out the winklepickers where Size 10, no good to me, but I also got some jazzy white shows and poiny Chealsea Boots. And despite all this coming to a mere £60, I was offerd a store card which gave me 10% off, hurra! Must remember to pay that off... So, I enjoyed shopping in a "trendy" shop. I'm sorry I tried to hide when a friend saw me in there, and that I was ashamed hving to walk around with the logo on the bags when clearly dressed as a man who does not like that sorta shop, but at least I overcame a pejudice!
I also had to buy some new trousers for work, I'd been told my leather trosuers where "Too kinky for work" and daren't try out the PVC ones, so i had to do the rounds of River Island, Burton and Finally Top Man (Of Motorhead t-shirt fame). Burton had nothing long enough in the leg, but they did have Adam Ant on the video jukebox, but as Ant faded out, 50 Cent faded in, and I faded out the shop. Top Man, a long despised shop, saved the day. First of, two for one sale, and I found trousers straight away (Nice pinstripes and a cotton pair that look velvety). Second, same offer on shoes, and they had winklepickers! I have difficulties in finding shoes, winklepickers, brothel creepers and Chealsea boots are hard to come, and I like nice cork bottoms with leather soles, but I'm afraid to say I had to compromise. Turned out the winklepickers where Size 10, no good to me, but I also got some jazzy white shows and poiny Chealsea Boots. And despite all this coming to a mere £60, I was offerd a store card which gave me 10% off, hurra! Must remember to pay that off... So, I enjoyed shopping in a "trendy" shop. I'm sorry I tried to hide when a friend saw me in there, and that I was ashamed hving to walk around with the logo on the bags when clearly dressed as a man who does not like that sorta shop, but at least I overcame a pejudice!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
Killling Me Won't Bring Back Your Appels!
I'm trying to think of a better blog name, I think the current one is a bit long winded and difficult to find with a search engine, want things to be more accessible you know.
Can anyone offer a pointer into the art of naming a blog in an original and distinctive fashion? Any suggestions?
Can anyone offer a pointer into the art of naming a blog in an original and distinctive fashion? Any suggestions?
I know they're only rock biographies but I like them
In 2004 the majority of my reading concerned rock biographies, and oh how many there where. In roughly chronological order, Touching From a Distance: Ian Curtis and Joy Division (To be made into a movie God help us...), Nick Drake: The Biography, Patti Smith, Cash: The Autobigraphy, The Life of William Blake, Serge Gainsbourg: View from the Exterior, A Drink with Shane McGowan, Phil Lynott: The Rocker, two Bill Hicks ones, Love All The People: Letters, Lyrics, Routines and American Scream and last but not least On The Road With The Ramones and Ramones: The Complete Twisted Hiostory.
Oh, and a John Cale biography.
So pub quiz music rounds beware, I have a new bank of useless music trivia.
I have to recommend the Shane McGowan one, its full of fantastic stories and benefits greatly from being more of an autobiography than the others (Written in the form of conversations between him and his long term and long suffering partner). Same with the Johnny Cash one, more great stories, including a great tale of how he was almost killed by an Ostrich.
The Gainsbourg one was an amazing introduction to an artist and music scene I knew nothing about, and only cost £1.99 in the local Music Zone.
William Blake may not be consider a rock 'n' roller by most, but read this perhaps to deep for a beginner book and you'll learn otherwise. This is a man who joined a Christian sect that held its meetings in pubs for Christs' sake.
American Scream and The Rocker also have amazingly depressing endings, but then perhaps that what rock 'n' roll is about.
Any other good recommendations?
But that '04, for '05 I'm starting a new reading list, which I will update you on soon
Oh, and a John Cale biography.
So pub quiz music rounds beware, I have a new bank of useless music trivia.
I have to recommend the Shane McGowan one, its full of fantastic stories and benefits greatly from being more of an autobiography than the others (Written in the form of conversations between him and his long term and long suffering partner). Same with the Johnny Cash one, more great stories, including a great tale of how he was almost killed by an Ostrich.
The Gainsbourg one was an amazing introduction to an artist and music scene I knew nothing about, and only cost £1.99 in the local Music Zone.
William Blake may not be consider a rock 'n' roller by most, but read this perhaps to deep for a beginner book and you'll learn otherwise. This is a man who joined a Christian sect that held its meetings in pubs for Christs' sake.
American Scream and The Rocker also have amazingly depressing endings, but then perhaps that what rock 'n' roll is about.
Any other good recommendations?
But that '04, for '05 I'm starting a new reading list, which I will update you on soon
Saturday, January 08, 2005
Tsunami
A certain song by the Manic Street Preachers seems to be getting more jukebox play, three times by my count last night...
The disaster has had some effect on evil in the world, some compensation at least. Pepsis next advert has been canned despite taking millions to produce. People just aren't ready for an image of David Beckham surfing a giant wave apparantly...
One newspaper* had one frame comicstrip showing George W. Bush telling the world that "We will declare war on this "soon-army".
Of course, when I say newspaper, I mean ones left at work, high quality puplications such as The Mirror, The Sun and The Star, hence the slightly distasteful comments. I'd of cound the proper links, or scanned the articles in, but I don't want to inflict those papers onto anybody...
The disaster has had some effect on evil in the world, some compensation at least. Pepsis next advert has been canned despite taking millions to produce. People just aren't ready for an image of David Beckham surfing a giant wave apparantly...
One newspaper* had one frame comicstrip showing George W. Bush telling the world that "We will declare war on this "soon-army".
Of course, when I say newspaper, I mean ones left at work, high quality puplications such as The Mirror, The Sun and The Star, hence the slightly distasteful comments. I'd of cound the proper links, or scanned the articles in, but I don't want to inflict those papers onto anybody...
Musicians who keep you too informed Pt. 1
While I try to find a lost news article, I'll instead start of with a link to a part of the Mortiis website. Even if the meer mention of his name makes yopu yawn, joke about noses or want to break somebodies winklepickers, you just have to see the "Official Mortiis Rumours Page"!
Friday, January 07, 2005
Renegade of Goth
I currently have the pleasure working of a pub deep in enemy territory. I've been going to it for years, the scally den that it is, but now that I have the powers of barman I've started to make some changes!
End of the night, after last orders, I control the telly! I promptly turn to MTV2, Amp or something like that, the day before last finding the treat of The Cure: Live in London. I thought that was bound to drive the heathens out, speeding my return to my abode, but wait, they stop to watch! They discuss The Cure amongst themselves! The debate whats concider comerical cure and how Robert Smiths' make-up skills have declined over the years!?!? Could this be true???
Whats more, one of them comes up with a complete gem if music insight.
"I prefare the Lovecats type stuff" says one,
"Bah, bloody commericalist" I reply in typical musical snob fashion and again turn my atention to colelction glasses.
"Commerical!" they exclaim in reply, "The Cure are more underground than.. Soil!!"
Throughlt defeted, I returned to the job at hand.
Maybe those scallies have hidedn depth, perhaps all they need is a leader....
End of the night, after last orders, I control the telly! I promptly turn to MTV2, Amp or something like that, the day before last finding the treat of The Cure: Live in London. I thought that was bound to drive the heathens out, speeding my return to my abode, but wait, they stop to watch! They discuss The Cure amongst themselves! The debate whats concider comerical cure and how Robert Smiths' make-up skills have declined over the years!?!? Could this be true???
Whats more, one of them comes up with a complete gem if music insight.
"I prefare the Lovecats type stuff" says one,
"Bah, bloody commericalist" I reply in typical musical snob fashion and again turn my atention to colelction glasses.
"Commerical!" they exclaim in reply, "The Cure are more underground than.. Soil!!"
Throughlt defeted, I returned to the job at hand.
Maybe those scallies have hidedn depth, perhaps all they need is a leader....
Tuesday, January 04, 2005
September 11th Humour...
I had the pleasure of working at the University of Hamburg as a researcher, and it had a classic instance of Tea playing a special role in my life. It all starts on a Tea break...
I'd been in the Uni for about eight weeks, and the office work and lectures where starting to loose their appeal, I as loosing interest in the job and my mind was wondering more and more, so I did what any Englishman does in this situation and took a Tea break.
While there I run into the Head of Department and we start chatting about what he's researching as I wait for my Tea to brew. Then he mentions in passing, in an almost cautious fashion, he was helping write a paper on 9/11 humour. I could not wipe the smile from my face, I was the guy to help this project along.
Just to clarify, not saying 9/11 was funny, but I was interested from day one on how long it'll take for people to start making jokes, and that’s what this project was about. It was also a joint Criminology ? sociology Department, so it was about the differences in jokes to. Examples…
Okay, not to stereotype (Even though it is fast, fun and easy), but the American sites we found where just crap, not funny (That’s accounting for scientific objectivity to), the most important find being a site called www.deadarab.com, which is now gone, probably because like the 9/11 Commission Report it equated the Taliban with all of Islam and was basically full of racist jokes and doctored pictures of Osama being buggered with a skyscraper.
But now the American iput can be given a new hero, Cassette Boy! Two American musicians on mission to undermine credibility, taking Michael Moore editing techniques to the extreme to produce songs like WTC. Really, you gotta listen.
On the English front, the man of the moment was Chris Morris, who produced a visual take of Cassette Boy with Bushwhacked, which is also found hidden away somewhere on the excellent The Day Today DVD.
The most shocking development was when Chris Morris, the man who made "Mad" Frankie Frasier voice his support for a scheme where criminals are given £25,000 if they won't offend again (Then fled the country) and who caused epic outcry with his Brass Eye special on paedophilia (Then fled the country), was entrusted with WRITTING AN ARTICLE FOR THE OBSERVER JUST SIX MONTHS AFTER THE EVENT!!! What where they thinking..
Still, it was a fucking funny article.
Six Months That Changed A Year
Terrors March Backwards
9/11: George Bush's Day
What They Said
My favourite quote was:
"Yessssss!"
First reaction of many British people who subsequently claimed to be appalled
Admit it, you all did the same thing..
Just how the controversial special mocked the press reaction to paedophilia, this amazing article was the perfect parody of the American reaction to 9/11. Not based on bad taste, but the wonderful skill of parody, and filled with fantastically witty insights:
"Less than two weeks into the bombing campaign, the US admits its new range of smart weapons may be too intelligent. Sources say the $7m Supersophic missiles have a range of only 50 metres because less than a second after launch the onboard computer has worked out that violence only leads to more violence and that all war is futile. Realising there's no point any more, the weapon either deliberately crashes itself into a beautiful woman or flies back home to America to spend the rest of its days buzzing round a farm. The Pentagon orders that, from now on, missiles must be 'no more intelligent than a steelworker"
I'd of included German articles about 9/11 humour, but then we all know the German sense of humour is no laughing matter...
This is just anyone else who researchers the field, because it took me bloody ages to find these gems. It is also to stress the difference between bad taste and crude humour about a horrific event and intelligent thought provoking humour about the same event, because the crude (Dead Arab) humour just promotes intolerance, where as the more Morris like articles make you think about just how comical some of Americas reactions where.
It also makes you think about how long it will be till the horrific events of Boxing Day become the butt of jokes.
And more input from..
England:
Remember remember the 11th September. Nope. Can't. What?
America:
September 11th Joke Targets: Can We Go and Do Shows Now?"
Canada:
USA to be renamed "September 11th"
I'd been in the Uni for about eight weeks, and the office work and lectures where starting to loose their appeal, I as loosing interest in the job and my mind was wondering more and more, so I did what any Englishman does in this situation and took a Tea break.
While there I run into the Head of Department and we start chatting about what he's researching as I wait for my Tea to brew. Then he mentions in passing, in an almost cautious fashion, he was helping write a paper on 9/11 humour. I could not wipe the smile from my face, I was the guy to help this project along.
Just to clarify, not saying 9/11 was funny, but I was interested from day one on how long it'll take for people to start making jokes, and that’s what this project was about. It was also a joint Criminology ? sociology Department, so it was about the differences in jokes to. Examples…
Okay, not to stereotype (Even though it is fast, fun and easy), but the American sites we found where just crap, not funny (That’s accounting for scientific objectivity to), the most important find being a site called www.deadarab.com, which is now gone, probably because like the 9/11 Commission Report it equated the Taliban with all of Islam and was basically full of racist jokes and doctored pictures of Osama being buggered with a skyscraper.
But now the American iput can be given a new hero, Cassette Boy! Two American musicians on mission to undermine credibility, taking Michael Moore editing techniques to the extreme to produce songs like WTC. Really, you gotta listen.
On the English front, the man of the moment was Chris Morris, who produced a visual take of Cassette Boy with Bushwhacked, which is also found hidden away somewhere on the excellent The Day Today DVD.
The most shocking development was when Chris Morris, the man who made "Mad" Frankie Frasier voice his support for a scheme where criminals are given £25,000 if they won't offend again (Then fled the country) and who caused epic outcry with his Brass Eye special on paedophilia (Then fled the country), was entrusted with WRITTING AN ARTICLE FOR THE OBSERVER JUST SIX MONTHS AFTER THE EVENT!!! What where they thinking..
Still, it was a fucking funny article.
Six Months That Changed A Year
Terrors March Backwards
9/11: George Bush's Day
What They Said
My favourite quote was:
"Yessssss!"
First reaction of many British people who subsequently claimed to be appalled
Admit it, you all did the same thing..
Just how the controversial special mocked the press reaction to paedophilia, this amazing article was the perfect parody of the American reaction to 9/11. Not based on bad taste, but the wonderful skill of parody, and filled with fantastically witty insights:
"Less than two weeks into the bombing campaign, the US admits its new range of smart weapons may be too intelligent. Sources say the $7m Supersophic missiles have a range of only 50 metres because less than a second after launch the onboard computer has worked out that violence only leads to more violence and that all war is futile. Realising there's no point any more, the weapon either deliberately crashes itself into a beautiful woman or flies back home to America to spend the rest of its days buzzing round a farm. The Pentagon orders that, from now on, missiles must be 'no more intelligent than a steelworker"
I'd of included German articles about 9/11 humour, but then we all know the German sense of humour is no laughing matter...
This is just anyone else who researchers the field, because it took me bloody ages to find these gems. It is also to stress the difference between bad taste and crude humour about a horrific event and intelligent thought provoking humour about the same event, because the crude (Dead Arab) humour just promotes intolerance, where as the more Morris like articles make you think about just how comical some of Americas reactions where.
It also makes you think about how long it will be till the horrific events of Boxing Day become the butt of jokes.
And more input from..
England:
Remember remember the 11th September. Nope. Can't. What?
America:
September 11th Joke Targets: Can We Go and Do Shows Now?"
Canada:
USA to be renamed "September 11th"
Monday, January 03, 2005
Nick Cave Review; Hamburg CCH, 21st November '04
Here is a review of the Nick cave concert I saw while living in hamburg, originally posted on the Nick cave Forum, but repeated here with accurate spelling (And to finally make the photos avaliable on-line).
I’m sad to say but the Hamburg show of Nick Caves tour was a mixed bag at best. The sound at front (audience) right was loud, very loud, too loud my friend thought. I didn't think it was, infact, perhaps it was not too loud enough, certainly not up to Motörhead levels. The backing chior where difficult to make out at times, and Mr. Cave voiced his complaints about his speaker, percussion very clear but violin lost at times.
The first half was rather average, I felt, some songs stood out far better than on the album, "Hiding All Away" came alive, and Warrens flute contribution on "Breathless" was great. Nick seemed to be getting a lot of words mixed up, notably in "Cannibals Hymn", but perhaps his mind was more focused on his top rate dancemoves. The best songs of the album where left off the setlist, no "Lyre of Orpheus" or "Fable of the Brown Ape", as a result I didn't by the Orpheus tea towel in protest (Who would want a tea towel of a song they didn't hear live?).
First half was however saved by "There She Goes, My Beautiful World", which prompted much weird dancing in my locality, and a few Ian Curtis moves from myself.
All gig I was holding my breath for the back catalogue portion, hearing whispers about "Lay Me Low" and "New Morning" being performed earlier on the tour. We got "Deanna" and "Red Right Hand" as openers, favourites, but heard them live three times now, and I wanted variety. That cruel Mr. Cave goaded us by mumbling a few lines of "Tupelo", in an absent minded singing in your head while filling in bank forms sort of way, but it went nowhere.
"City of Refugee" was good, not heard it before, but nothing special. The intro to "Stagger Lee" woke me up instantly, I would murder my family to hear it live, but to incredible disappointment, it just lacked something (Probably Blixa screaming the on the outro). The added final verse caused a giggle in the audience, a first. The second encore seemed slightly forced, but still, hearing "The Mercy Seat" made it all seem a bit better.
What I really liked about the gig was the powershift in the band. I think Jim Scalvonus finally has a place in the band worthy of his credientials, laying down heavy drums rather than playing the triangle and the odd brick solo. Instead his the dual drumming brings out the bands more Adam And The Ants qualities and cemented his importance to the bands new sound. Warren Ellis was clearly having a good time, odd to see him playing that guitar like instrument (What was that by the way?) and the flute, threw his bow about a fair bit to. James Johnston had good prescence to, not much guitar work as I though he would do, but his keyboard duties did a lot to replace the eclectic noise Blixa would produce, a difficult task so valiantly risen to.
Hard to think I've found myself writting a bad review of Nick Cave, never though I'd see the day, especially of a gig I'd came from England to see, but then hey, life sucks. Maybe that second night in London on the Nocturama tour was especially stunning and the standard can't be topped...
And he is defintly going bald, at a much rapidening rate.
I’m sad to say but the Hamburg show of Nick Caves tour was a mixed bag at best. The sound at front (audience) right was loud, very loud, too loud my friend thought. I didn't think it was, infact, perhaps it was not too loud enough, certainly not up to Motörhead levels. The backing chior where difficult to make out at times, and Mr. Cave voiced his complaints about his speaker, percussion very clear but violin lost at times.
The first half was rather average, I felt, some songs stood out far better than on the album, "Hiding All Away" came alive, and Warrens flute contribution on "Breathless" was great. Nick seemed to be getting a lot of words mixed up, notably in "Cannibals Hymn", but perhaps his mind was more focused on his top rate dancemoves. The best songs of the album where left off the setlist, no "Lyre of Orpheus" or "Fable of the Brown Ape", as a result I didn't by the Orpheus tea towel in protest (Who would want a tea towel of a song they didn't hear live?).
First half was however saved by "There She Goes, My Beautiful World", which prompted much weird dancing in my locality, and a few Ian Curtis moves from myself.
All gig I was holding my breath for the back catalogue portion, hearing whispers about "Lay Me Low" and "New Morning" being performed earlier on the tour. We got "Deanna" and "Red Right Hand" as openers, favourites, but heard them live three times now, and I wanted variety. That cruel Mr. Cave goaded us by mumbling a few lines of "Tupelo", in an absent minded singing in your head while filling in bank forms sort of way, but it went nowhere.
"City of Refugee" was good, not heard it before, but nothing special. The intro to "Stagger Lee" woke me up instantly, I would murder my family to hear it live, but to incredible disappointment, it just lacked something (Probably Blixa screaming the on the outro). The added final verse caused a giggle in the audience, a first. The second encore seemed slightly forced, but still, hearing "The Mercy Seat" made it all seem a bit better.
What I really liked about the gig was the powershift in the band. I think Jim Scalvonus finally has a place in the band worthy of his credientials, laying down heavy drums rather than playing the triangle and the odd brick solo. Instead his the dual drumming brings out the bands more Adam And The Ants qualities and cemented his importance to the bands new sound. Warren Ellis was clearly having a good time, odd to see him playing that guitar like instrument (What was that by the way?) and the flute, threw his bow about a fair bit to. James Johnston had good prescence to, not much guitar work as I though he would do, but his keyboard duties did a lot to replace the eclectic noise Blixa would produce, a difficult task so valiantly risen to.
Hard to think I've found myself writting a bad review of Nick Cave, never though I'd see the day, especially of a gig I'd came from England to see, but then hey, life sucks. Maybe that second night in London on the Nocturama tour was especially stunning and the standard can't be topped...
And he is defintly going bald, at a much rapidening rate.
Sunday, January 02, 2005
Backcombing and B-Sides?
The Jesus And Mary Chain, not a good b-sides band.
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Nick Cave, very good b-sides.
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Do you think its something in the hair?
The new Siouxsie & The Banshees b-sides collection, "Downside Up" also got great reviews, especially in Mojo, the music snobs choice. This year The Cure also released a box set of b-sides, Join The Dots. But does qualntity effect quality?
Really, as great as they where, JMC weren't that good at the b-sides, despite releasing two albums worth (Barbed Wire Kisses and Sound of Speed).
The upcoming Nick Cave b-sides collection is going to be spectacular, see the tracklisting here.
It's Evolution baby...
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News links? Check.
Anything interesting to say.... Working on it.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
Things to do in England when you're dead....
Websters declared Blog to be the Word of the Year in 2005.
So I think I'll start a Blog just as they become last years thing.
I'm not exactly sure what it'll be, probably random accounts, odd gig review here and there, some links.... Really, just want to play about with html
And make 2005 "Year of the Mutton Chops", a long under-rated facial hair long overdue for a comeback. Plus, the Internet is very short on Mutton Chop sites and information, its a Googlewhack waiting to happen.
So I think I'll start a Blog just as they become last years thing.
I'm not exactly sure what it'll be, probably random accounts, odd gig review here and there, some links.... Really, just want to play about with html
And make 2005 "Year of the Mutton Chops", a long under-rated facial hair long overdue for a comeback. Plus, the Internet is very short on Mutton Chop sites and information, its a Googlewhack waiting to happen.
