Wednesday, December 29, 2004
Thursday, December 23, 2004
Alexander Graham Bell Meet Pandora's Box
Well, Christmas is approaching. All the Christmas shopping is done and all I'm worried about now is that my Dad will feel slightly cheated by the quality of his present so I'll have to make up for that with an "impulse" buy for him at HMV. I've already been on a bit of a spending spree at Amazon so the cash flow emanating from relatives has already been depleted by necesssary CD purchases. Regina Spektor for six quid. Get in there!!!!!!
Carrie, my sister, has arrived and all has returned to a pleasant state of normal except for exceptionally early bed times. I won't tell you what I mean by normal because I know that she'll read this and has the ability to beat me up so I'll keep it "Hush, hush. On the Q-T" until she's at least 10,000 miles away.
So here's wishing you a debauched holiday season until I return, dear readers. I'd get you all Christmas presents but is my artistic muse not enough for you, you disgusting leeches of the artistic soul!? Well, maybe a little Christmas card then...
Saturday, December 18, 2004
Is it Hewey, Huwie or Huey?
However, what is with 70's trailers? Why put them on the DVDs? They are abysmal. I had to turn off the DVD player halway through Silent Running's before it (i) gave away the entire plot (ii) made me rip the speakers out of my TV or (iii) blinded me with its gaudy subtitles. *Sigh*
Today has been very unproductive except from the sending of my present to my girlfriend and a card to my ex. The Christmas shopping is now complete as well although I will still probably be dragged out shopping. I now have a large dislike for the overpriced nature of the high street and feel the urge to run into the welcoming arms of eBay and the Amazon Marketplace forever. Two rare Silver Sun albums for eight quid. That, my dear readers, is a bargain. You should try it yourself some time.
Thursday, December 16, 2004
Home on the Range... Where the Badgers Frolic!
On the plus side, I can download the music I've been eyeing up on all those wonderfully tantalising music blogs. I've already received the bounty of Clarence Carter and Sufjan Stevens from them. Soulseek has placed Silver Sun, A.C. Newman, The New Pornographers, Velvet Crush, Bergen White, The Lucksmiths, Zumpano, Beulah and Cheap Trick in my rather large beige stocking as well. I feel festivally blessed as you can tell from all those links (just realised that typing "new pornographers" in Google was rather risky).
My girlfriend bought me the McFly CD for Christmas because I inadvisably attempted to play her Five Colurs in Her Hair after having a bottle of wine. And I have three words to describe it. Best. Present. Ever. It makes me kind of bouncy so am making her a power pop mix tape for her birthday/Christmas. It's not an attempt to convert to the wonders of shoegazing or Death Cab for Cutie.. that would be (i) an unmitigated disaster (ii) impossible because I don't own any DCFC and (iii) annoying because then I wouldn't be able to include any of The Monkees or The Knack. Severely underrated wonders that they be. When it's done I'll post the final masterpiece up on AOTM.
Right I am off to pogo to "I Want You to Want Me" live at the Budokan for the the millionth time. Dear readers, you must try it. It is just divine!
Tuesday, December 14, 2004
The Finger Is Officially Being Pulled Out
Well, this is a very special episode of the Uni Finalist because it's the first written where I am no longer a single man. Yes I have put the dirty dealings of singledom behind me and feel absolutely wonderful for having done so. It's kind of bizarre how these things happen in the University environment though. I'd seen my girlfriend around college, met her briefly at an event at the Union and apparently watched a movie with her (I managed not to notice she was there). However, one quite tipsy moment later followed by a really rather strange turn of events and lots of late night chats accompanied by cuddles (no that's not a euphemism you sick and twisted people). Et voila! Goodbye more moody, X-Box addicted dullard, hello shiny happy me. Well I'd be slightly more happy if I didn't have an essay on interest group relations in the EU due in tomorrow. Argh!
Am currently procrastinating and checking out some great Aussie blogs and being genuinely touched by my sister's ode to me (I wrote a novella? What the hell was it about?). I do indeed rock but not as much as she does. She even puts up with me when I write many swear words in capitals on MSN Messenger in my conversations when she's supposed to be working.
Also, just remembered, have officially got a radio show on Monday 10-11 GMT on Purple FM. Will put up a link when there is one. Apparently, my show is nu-soul/hip hop... I think that I may have to put a stop to that. How does a demo of Otis Redding, James Brown, De La Soul and Elvis Costello amount to nu-soul? I do like D'Angelo though...
I believe that that is enough venting of the proverbial spleen because I must go vent something else. A bottle of wine the night before appears to make me irregular. Toodles and hopefully the wait will be less arduous next time.