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| Sunday, November 22nd, 2009 | | 12:36 pm |
Music Journalism is Dead
Simple really, with too many little bands and so few good bands and so many music mags and blogs and websites, it doesn't really matter what anyone says about any band that's out there. I'm interested in in what people like, sure, but i'm not interested in award ceremonies (other than to see what everyone is wearing and maybe the odd live performance) and who won what and how much this or that video cost to make - it makes me angry really. And i'm not interested in what the NME have to say about it, Their writers are cocks who are told what to write and who to big up. However, in saying that, I do like a clear cut review on something and a clear star rating is all it takes. An album review doesn't need more than 5 words: Folk, jingly, clear, interesting, good. **** etc. Lately I've been impressed with Beyoncé. Not many people can sing to a little girl with cancer "I pray you won't fade away" without crying then do a rocking stage dive for the same song. Check it out: Actually, i can't link it because I'm on a train and apparently Youtube isn't a good enough website for Nat Express to allow. But check it out if you can.
Also, Lady Gaga - totally impressed with her now. I think she's amazing. I'm going to have a Lady Gaga themed party for no reason. That's how good she is, says the girl currently listening to JLS.
Also still, The King Blues - fun, interesting, obsessional (?), BUY IT ***** | | Thursday, November 19th, 2009 | | 1:01 pm |
Hake fish
I'm watching my money right now. Have to - innit. So I went to do a "big shop" at Lidl and while oggling the lovely lobster and crab and scallops, I come across Hake. I've never had Hake before so thought I'd give it a go. During dinner I started to think about all the lovely fish in the world and how Milk Fish especially are so beautiful. I wonder what they taste like. Their skin is so perfect, their shape, their manner. I reckon Milk Fish would have the perfect fish taste. One day I'll find out, but for now I'm learning about Hake. Hmmm. Slightly more fishy than the fish I like, kind of like an evil fish kind of taste. If sneaky evil was a taste, that's what it would be, I thought. I google image Hake ! What a disgusting, evil looking fish it is. I can't believe it. As soon as I saw the image I made a mad dash for the loo. I'm not saying I want to eat only cute and fuzzy looking animals, but this is just straight up vomit. Urgh. And another thing: the video of someone eating a deep fried fish that's still alive that's doing the rounds - please stop. No, I won't watch you. | | Monday, September 28th, 2009 | | 5:17 pm |
The Veronicas are the LA based Aussie lipstick twins Lisa and Jess, first blowing the minds of Aussie tween girls in 2005 with their debut album The Secret Life of…, going quadrillion platinum in Australia, though not released in the UK or USA yet. However, their second album Hook Me Up is out everywhere in stores now and the girls have just wrapped up their first UK tour.
I caught their gig in Koko’s in Camden on Thursday 24th September. I thought they’d better be good since it was my birthday and I was in the mood to be blown off my feet. I wasn’t really blown, but I was impressed at the effort they put into it. They looked happy and excited and I like it when you just know the artists are having fun.
After kicking off with “Untouched”, the single that reached number 8 in the UK charts, after debuting at number 92, they belted out screamers such as Revolution from the first album and This Love from the second – the song that sees the tease Jess screaming her lungs out while reaching a pitch only some of us could bear, to the very catchy 4Ever. They’ve since released 4Ever in the UK and so far I’ve heard it once on the radio, so that’s good.
As hard as it is to enter the charts these days, the girls are doing quite well despite a very. slow. start. I mean, they have been going for at least 5 years now and we’ve already seen them going from cute and homely to crazy, bisexual, tattooed, nude photos leaked on internet, screamy, excitable 20-somethings. Oh, wait, that’s just Jess. Lisa is still cute and homely and would definitely bake you cakes on your birthday. Jess would give you naked yoga poses and cover you in lipstick while tattooing her lips and throwing a tantrum. I want to be Jess. And Lisa.
Don’t get me wrong, Jess is definitely up for more shit that Lisa, but without Lisa there would be no band. She carries the Veronicas with her never-failing voice and probably keeps Jess’ feet on the ground, when she’s not smacking her naked arse on stage.
Hook Me Up is a alright second album, but the antics of the tiny pop fairies themselves and their sometimes heavenly harmonies is what keeps me interested. I can’t wait for Jess to go solo and do some crazy indie shit then hook back up with Lisa and record some more poppy tunes for their third album. Before that, though, I’ll keep listening to Take me on the Floor and This Love and wishing I had a twin.
 | | Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009 | | 10:14 am |
Cakes and Music
So, it was Brighton Guy's birthday on Thursday and I popped down on Friday after work taking with me the cake I'd made for him:  It was obviously supposed to read Happy Birthday but after I wrote the "happy" I quite liked it as it was. It took two days to make and yes the colours are a little garish but you try finding pastille coloured food colouring! It was sponge cake (and very moist too) filled with chocolate fudge. I had to cut out all the lovehearts and things with a large kitchen knife. I don't like to make things easy for myself. I was chuffed with it though, and even more so for transporting it from London to Brighton with only minor damage to the green icing. See, this is why I need a car. Neither of us wanted to cut into it and ruin it, so off we went to Whiteair Festival down on the beachfront. As previously mentioned, I'd managed to get press passes and so was allowed backstage to take pictures and interview the bands. I only really knew Biffy Clyro, Doves, Lemonheads and Cribs - but didn't get to interview any of them as they sped off after jumping off the back of the stage. I didn't even take a proper camera with me, just a fake one:  It wasn't a huge festival, but it was quite fun with all the extreme sports you could take part in - kite/wind surfing, orbing, abseiling, rock/wall climbing, lots of things involving boats, bmx etc. I liked the free Rowntree Randoms they kept handing out the best, though. Saturday was spent at the festival in the hot hot sun gathering more Randoms and then leaving Brighton to get back to London in time for Rob & Jen's wedding, which was lovely. I got to see some lovely people I hadn't seen in a few months, so that was nice. There were some other people there I wanted to talk to but just didn't have time, sorry! I was a bit tired and sunstroked and kept jibbering to anyone that would listen. One person even said "em, I'm just going to stand over there now.." after I refused to shut up :) Oh well. Now I have a stinking cold and singing a beat from Napoleon Dynamite that's been sampled in a song that plays on the radio every now and then, or that song was the song in Napoleon Dynamite but now speeded up, and I can't find who does it anywhere. It's not listed on the soundtrack. Brighton Guy told me who it was a few weeks ago, so I'm not making it up I don't think, but now he's forgotten the whole conversation existed. So, if you know what I'm talking about, please help me out before I go bonkers. I thought it was the theme song, but that's the White Stripes. There are no lyrics, just a beat. | | Friday, September 18th, 2009 | | 4:13 pm |
Music things.
Tonight I'm going to the White Air festival in Brighton and not only did I blag free tickets, I also blagged press passes and was asked if I wanted to interview Biffy Clyro and the Lemonheads. Ironically enough, I said I was writing reviews for www.blaggg.com, so they just gave me what I wanted. I didn't even have to lie :) Thing is, though, is that I have absolutely no interest in either band, except for a minor crush on Evan Dando in teh 90's, and maybe one or two songs of Biffy's. So, what do I ask them other than what they're up to, future releases and best thing about... kind of things? This is what I get for missing out on the Billy Connolly tickets everyone back home got. I'd rather have Billy, though. Also, you know that stupid Chris Brown hijack thing and how it completely overshadowed the rest of the VMA awards? Well, no one is really talking about the androgynous Pink's performance and I think they should be. I mean - look! She's singing live while doing acrobatics an acrobat would be proud of! Everyone must see it before youtube removes all videos of it! The best one has already been taken down. | | Wednesday, July 29th, 2009 | | 10:18 am |
| | Tuesday, April 14th, 2009 | | 10:40 am |
Murun
Murun Buchstansangur!! I loved this as a kid - it confused the crap out of me. 3 minutes of wtf. | | Wednesday, April 8th, 2009 | | 3:35 pm |
Help with fish
Does anyone know what type of sea creature it is that looks like a blob of evil seaweed sneaking across the floor of the coral reef? I don't think it's the leafy seahorses I'm looking for - i'm pretty sure it's more evil looking that them. | | Thursday, April 2nd, 2009 | | 5:17 pm |
One of those convos
I started spaking German for a laugh then got out of my depth :( Stranger: woher wissen sie das ich deutsch bin You: Wirklich? Sie haben Duetsch sprechen? Stranger: i am from netherlands Stranger: i am from Amsterdam You: I've never been there. Only Niemegan. Stranger: my parents are from jamaica You: I'm pure bred Scottish, but i like to think of myself as international. You: I'm not pulling it off. You: I live in london now though You: You recommend Amsterdam? Stranger: i travell everyday to london for work Stranger: except weekend 4 sure :D You: I travel to New Zealand every day. Stranger: ich bin Spitzenmanager mehdorn kennse mich? You: I don't really. I work in London. I am Geographie Botschafter. Stranger: du lächerlicher ynetbengel L9L You: Ich weiss nicht Spitzenmanager. You: aber du hast mich verstehen mit Botschafter? Stranger: ja ich hab dich verstehen gehabt tun Stranger: excellent work dude Stranger: what do u mean? You: es tut mir leid. MAle or female? Stranger: i am shemale k? Stranger: do u know readmore? You: nein, ich wiess es nicht Stranger: u know any rude words in german? Lolz | | Wednesday, March 25th, 2009 | | 2:05 pm |
I've waited for them to come to UK forever and now LOOK!
"CONGRATULATIONS!!!! You and 1 guest are invited to attend The Veronicas exclusive showcase in London tomorrow. Please see below for all the details, and make sure you arrive in good time to ensure access to the event. Date: Thursday March 26th
Time: 6:00pm
Venue: Orchid, 13 Coventry Street, London, W10 7DH"
 
SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
If anyone who has heard of the Veronicas wants to come with me, let me know!!!!!!!!!!!!!
| | Wednesday, March 18th, 2009 | | 1:49 pm |
Guardianz
If you do anything today in your five minutes off from work while waiting for the kettle to boil, make sure it's reading this: http://ifyoulikeitsomuchwhydontyougolivethere.com/It's someone's blog of funny comments left on news websites. Probably already a hit amoungst most of you already. | | Monday, March 16th, 2009 | | 2:10 pm |
Stampeding models
Mega Lolz. Models trying to run away from the audition of America Next Top Model or whatever the show is called after someone shouted "bomb" as featured in today's news. Hundreds of stampeding legs and flailing arms. Us humans really do look like swarming ants. I think there should be a mass cull. | | Tuesday, February 24th, 2009 | | 11:08 am |
Lady Sov
Last night I was watching the Lady Sov video of her dancing like a 80's zombie and thought she looked a bit like Mel C. Today I saw her new video and the resemblance to Mel C is uncanny. Cute video, cute song, cute remix. It makes me hate Mel C, though. | | 10:26 am |
Arrested Development
WOOOOOOT
Arrested Development the movie is totally on!
Too bad Michael Cera is being a bit of a boob about the whole thing, I hope he was just bluffing and does actually get in on the movie. It wouldn't be the same without him! C'mon George Michael!
And here's a lolcat just for the pure reason of never having posted one before and I miss looking at funny cats y'all have posted in the past.
And, I'm having a party on Saturday and you're all invited. Masquerade party hopefully, but that's optional. Just come and hang. | | Monday, February 23rd, 2009 | | 2:40 pm |
Pete Doherty is a dying art
Oh, Pete. If only I could scoop you up, put you in the shower and bleach your teeth then make you tea and give you a cuddle under a blanket on the couch in front of a chick flick movie. This new song and video of his might show him as a wasted musician and a reason why not to do drugs, but to me it screams sincerity and humility: Pete Doherty is a dying art. He's the epitome of rock n roll. I wish I could swap lives with him for a day. | | Thursday, February 19th, 2009 | | 11:37 am |
| | Tuesday, February 17th, 2009 | | 11:10 am |
New Simpsons intro
2 minutes is a bit long for an intro, I reckon, but here's the new Simpsons! | | Friday, February 6th, 2009 | | 10:09 am |
Mediaz
I love this remix of the Christian Bale rant: And what's with all the Jade Goody jokes on LJ this morning? Get a clue. She's ill. She didn't ask for the interviews, she probably only answered a couple of questions between her car and the hospital and the rags have made a story out of it. She's an accidental celebrity because people like you talk about her, so don't moan about her being all over the news and that "she deserves to die". For goodness sake. Does that mean you also deserve to die for saying something like that? Stupid wankers. | | Wednesday, February 4th, 2009 | | 12:55 pm |
Ich bin nicht tot. Es war sehr gut.
Germany was AWESOME. I don't know what I was frtting about. Just sheer excitement I reckon. So I went back the the little village I spent some time in during high school years but nothing was familiar except Thorsten, the guy I've stayed friends with all this time. We got on straight away, talked and talked and talked in our broken languages and he showed me the sights. It was beautiful and idealistic and picturesque and I felt so unbelievably happy the whole time. Friday night his friends came over to play poker and eat pizza, which was the worst pizza in the world. Germans have no idea when it comes to Italian food. Then I met his parents and some other friends, all of whom were happy and pleasant and interesting and interested. Saturday was the village party in the town hall the village folk had built themselves from wood from the forest. I felt like a celebrity. No one could speak good English but they all tried to anyway. They couldn't believe someone who had travelled so much, seen so much, knew so much etc was in their tiny village of 900 people up the forest. Anyway, after a day of driving around and walking and climbing trees with Thorsten, lots of drinking and talking and dancing and drinking ensued. Sunday was spent snuggling up and watching war movies in a mixture of languages. So much fun. I want to go back. I want to go back now. ( Some pics... ) | | Wednesday, January 21st, 2009 | | 11:00 am |
Being an Ambassador and that.
Haven’t blogged for a while! What’s up with that? Well, it’s too late for blogging about all the break-up stuff, Christmas and New Year, comedy on a boat (!) and other, frankly, non-events. Yippee, I hear you cheer. Instead I’ll fast forward to last Thursday, my first day of teaching a class of 30 14 year olds under my guise of Geography Ambassador. Not guise. It’s real, for I have a t-shirt and hoodie to prove it so! Teaching is a bit strong, but effectively that’s what I was doing. After about 1 hour of preparing for it spread over 3 days (yeah, I suck at preparation), I headed off to Hillingdon with a bag full of I <3 Geography pencils, a DVD about different careers which spawn from geography, envelopes filled with “Hot Topics” (items for them to discuss the reasons why they relate to geog, like a news story, a toy car, gas bill etc). I figured the best way to stop myself from being nervous is if I have something else to worry about. This never fails me, so I made myself run late by about 10 mins. I was so preoccupied by the time I didn’t worry at all about the class. However, I needn’t have worried anyway. The class was made up of about 30 girls (all girls school) who were rowdy and spirited and impossible but after a few minutes I had managed to get them to shut up and listen to me. I was so proud of myself that I immediately relaxed and went on with my show presentation. I was twirling around the desks asking questions and giving info and making them all go “ahhhhhhh, really?” I could see pennies drop all around me. The two days at Swakeleys with back to back lessons was tiring, but I utterly enjoyed myself and I think I rule at teaching. I even mastered powerpoint presentations and I managed to avoid all awkwardness when they challenged me with questions. Dude, I had the right answer to EVERYTHING. I must be as good as I thought I was at Geography. At least better than Year 9 level. Ok, I cheated a little and changed the presentation around for every lesson so not to bore myself, but this worked in their favour. Using a story from The Sun as evidence of Bad Media and fair trade chocolate to taste was purely for my own pleasure, but the kids managed to enjoy it even more. And for those of you worried about my time keeping skills – don’t worry I wasn’t late at all, I just pretended to myself that I was. I can talk about geog enough to fill the hole in the o-zone layer, and as a result I lost my voice. I had the Big Lecture to do at Tring school yesterday and I had to call in reinforcements from the ambassador’s office and have another girl join me, for every time I tried to speak the giant string of catarrh engulfing my windpipe would rattle and splutter and make me look like a fool. Funnily enough, though, this worked to my advantage for when they just wouldn’t pay attention to the other girl with her raised voice, they all shut up when I started to speak just to hear what I was saying. I made many smirks and hair flickings in the general direction of the other ambassador, in my head. Also, just to point out, the girls at Swakeleys were confident and strong and rowdy and at the mixed school the boys were the ones answering questions and asking questions while the girls did sweet FA. I’ve always thought mixed schools were better for social growth but now I’m not entirely convinced. So, I’ve mastered public speaking for the first time, mastered powerpoint (yes I made up the presentation myself and everything), mastered discipline, mastered being fun and interesting and I am very proud of myself. |
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