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[May. 16th, 2008|01:33 pm] |
I'm at work, bored spitless with no more meaningful work to do and the need to check some details at home before I can carry on with what I'm writing. What do I do? Stay here and twiddle my thumbs? Go home and mow the lawn? Decide when I stop yawning? Go and get some chocolate?
No, this is not a poll. |
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| Today's song in the head |
[May. 15th, 2008|02:40 pm] |
I'm here at work and the ladies are making too much noice for me to get any writing done. The appropriate backing is 'Rescue Me' by Fontella Bass.
Or failing that, 'Somebody Save Me' from the credits to Smallville. |
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[May. 15th, 2008|12:11 pm] |
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Is this the sort of idiot we want employed as a policeman? |
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[May. 15th, 2008|12:07 pm] |
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I shared a lift with Tommy Burns once, at St James' Park. He came across as a nice, fun guy. He was also younger than me. |
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[May. 15th, 2008|11:52 am] |
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Don't bother with the unfeasibly huge damages, Myspace just KTF! |
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[May. 15th, 2008|07:28 am] |
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I am annoyed. They are using AC/DC's wonderful Thunderstruck to trail their pitiful remake of Gladiators. Where's the Wolfman when you need him? |
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[May. 14th, 2008|09:04 pm] |
Interesting discussion at work today as the girls began talking about diets, moved on to suppositories and from there to anal sex. The management's reaction? They were the management.
Imagine the reaction if it had been us guys following the same path. |
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[May. 13th, 2008|09:31 pm] |
Windows has just advised me that an unspecified USB device is malfunctioning. That'll be my PDA, which appears to me to be functioning perfectly, except it won't speak to my desktop today even though it was yesterday.
Replace it with anoth Ipaq? A Palm? An Asus Eee? Seeing as it is very likely a Windows problem rather than a hardware problem, do I heed the siren song of the Linux? |
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[May. 13th, 2008|12:46 pm] |
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As someone who has to waste a lot of time gathering management information about what I do so that those above me can do their managing more effectively without actually having to talk to me, I wish I could say that I am surprised by this , but I'm not. What surprises me is that anyone with any interest in our results obsessed education system should even pretend to be surprised. What do they expect? |
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| Today's song that won't leave my head |
[May. 13th, 2008|10:08 am] |
Got to get you into my life by Cliff Bennet & The Rebel Rousers (Lennon&McCartney's first non Beatle hit?)
Okay, altogether now . . . "I was alone, I took a ride . . ." |
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[May. 12th, 2008|10:16 pm] |
We've been discussing favourite toons, and if I didn't know some of the kids' - well, how many Dir En Grey songs do you know?
I've probably done this before, with different results, but here are today's essential tunes, for me.
1. I see thy form by the Mike Westbrook Brass Band. Always. Even I can't say how much this means to me - Blake's words and the best contemporary composer in Britain. This one is to be played at my funeral.
2. All Right Now by Free. When an alien asks 'What is this rock?' this is what you play.
3. The Soul Cages by Sting. He speaks directly to me in my language.
4. Come on, Come on by Mary Chapin Carpenter. So does she. Take my hand? Any time.
5. Hurt by John R Cash. You want to know what soul music is? And its heavier than NiN with just acoustic guitar and piano. When the man comes around.
6. Take the A Train by Duke Ellington. The first piece of music I bever heard played live by professional musicians. Those old black guys in their sharkskin suits were heavier than any band I've ever seen - including Zeppelin and the LSO (Symphony of 1000 anyone?)
7. Sketeches of Spain by Miles Davis. Music changed in the 20th Century. This is one of the men who changed it for the better. It speaks to the heart.
8. Copperhead Road by Steve Earle. That Farfisa wail gets my blood pounding any time, every time.
9. Run to the Hills by Iron Maiden. Instant anthem from . . . well, if you don't like Maiden you're going to have problems in this house.
10. Forever Young by Bob Dylan. Simply tears my heart out for reasons I'm not prepared to discuss here. A favourite, but I can't bear to hear it.
11. Werewolves on London by Warren Zevon. And his hair was perfect. Like Johhny Cash, he kept his most moving material for the album he made when he was dying.
Some will change tomorrow. No Zeppelin? No Joan Baez? No Creedence? No Nice? No Who? Surely Pinball Wizard has to be there! Magic Bus? Baba O'Reilly? |
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[May. 12th, 2008|07:17 pm] |
Headline from the sports news 'Legendary Sadlers Wells retires from stud aged 27'.
Even if he is a horse, there's not a lot you can say to that. |
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[May. 11th, 2008|09:54 pm] |
I'm listening to Bob Harris' Saturday show on repeat, and he just played Otis Redding's 'I've been loving you too long'. Thank you, Bob.
And he's just followed it with Martha Wainwright doing 'See Emily Play'. Maybe not an all-time top 10 classic, but fun. |
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| Dr Who, the Next Generation? |
[May. 11th, 2008|09:18 pm] |
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So, a new character is introduced, young, blonde, female and almost the very definition of both pert and perky. I spy a spin-off. Just keep her in that tight t shirt, guys, and the plots won't matter. |
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| Song in the head |
[May. 9th, 2008|05:20 pm] |
Aaron has just told me he is suffering from Billy Ray Cyrus's Achey Breaky Heart.
Do I laugh or cry? |
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| Bliss |
[May. 9th, 2008|05:18 pm] |
Taking my shoes off when I get home.
Just saying. |
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| Jay Lake |
[May. 8th, 2008|10:29 pm] |
Jay Lake is going into surgery Friday morning to have the rest of his carncinoma removed. Send him all the positive waves you can, however you can.
And try and spare a few for everyone else in that fearful position. |
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[May. 8th, 2008|09:13 am] |
Today's song that won't leave my head - I think we're alone now, the Tiffany version.
Which leads to the (altogether more acceptable) Pet Shop Boys' What have I done to deserve this? |
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[May. 7th, 2008|11:00 am] |
Watched Alison Kraus and Robert Plant on Later last night. Maybe its a record I'll have to buy, but looking at the band and what did I see. A fiddle player.
Lads, look at the long haired lady wearing the unfeasibly high heels at the front. She looks better than you. She sings better than you. She's a better fiddle player than you.
Just saying. |
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[May. 4th, 2008|04:06 pm] |
Was it worth a round trip of 250miles and getting back at 03:30 to see Lucky8 play in Wakefield? Of course it was. Maybe they weren't as well rehearsed as the other bands on the bill, but they sounded like themselves whereas the other bands sounded like their influences.
I am happy with my boy. He's worked very hard. Maybe he won't make it - hey, its a competitive field - but he's giving it his best shot. Kudos to my boy. I'm proud of him. |
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