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| Sunday, July 6th, 2008 |
brak55
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11:55p |
Your Cringe Inducing Video of the Day
My head hurts after seeing this, but it's all worth it just to listen to the guy who is using the camera's muffled snickers.
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freakytrigger
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9:12p |
ELVIS PRESLEY - “Way Down” http://freakytrigger.co.uk/ft/2008/07/elvis-presley-way-down/ http://freakytrigger.co.uk/?p=12042 (#412, 3rd September 1977)  Elvis’ first posthumous Number One is like a miniature of his career: a brilliant beginning, a saggy middle, and it ends way too soon. Elvis comes out fighting, swaying and swaggering over a roiling disco boogie - when the brass stabs in on ”all of my resistance” it’s a genuine thrill. His voice is still iconic: its slurs and mumbles an economical, broadstroke sketch of Presley past, but born of expertise as much as laziness. ”Way Down” is let down by its chorus, whose jauntiness sweeps all tension away and whose ending dispels any momentum: the song’s components just never really fit together.
And then he’s left the building. With the rock’n'roll revival such a force in mainstream seventies pop it’s fitting Elvis got his own last word in - and “Way Down” is considerably better than the Showaddywaddy or Stardust efforts we’ve been through, even if it’s a minor entry in the King’s own record book. At the time of his death, by all accounts Elvis was a marginal figure - with the right medical care, maybe he’d have had a comeback or two in him. Maybe not.
A strange thing about Elvis Presley is that his figure in decline has become an archetype as strong as his younger self. It can be hard to feel his direct impression on pop, harder the further away we get from the event zero of his emergence, but if he no longer defines pop he still encompasses it. Few began so blazingly, sold out so totally, returned so fiercely, collapsed so gracelessly: Presley anticipates every pop story. |
andthatisthat
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8:40p |
Random serious entry Hokay, quite a few of you know how my flatmates are taking part in the Mongol Rally this year, and for those of you who don't: hey, my flatmates are taking part in the Mongol Rally this year. To provide a bit more background, it's basically a sort of non-race from Hyde Park to Mongolia in a car that has an engine with a capacity of one litre or less (or something), and the whole thing is done for charity. They'll be gone for five to six weeks, will be roughing it big time, and according to the legends of rallys (rallies?) past, it is quite possible they will be mugged/carjacked/arrested at some point on their way. ANYway, really the point of this post is to ask if anyone on my flist (or indeed elsewhere, since I won't be locking this entry) would be willing to sponsor them, as they still have a way to go to hit their target (each entrant is required to raise £1000 for charity as part of the rules of entry; they actually have to raise £2600 in total because they are taking two cars, and have to pay penalties because both of the cars are over one litre in capacity). The charities that stand to benefit are Mercy Corps Mongolia and the Christina Noble Children's Foundation, both of which, I'm reliably informed, are doing excellent work to raise the quality of life in Mongolia for everyone. I'm not asking anybody to donate money they haven't got or anything like that - I'm just posting the link in here so that anybody who wishes to donate some money may do so. Believe me, every little helps, as Tesco are so fond of saying. Here's the link if you wish to donate: http://www.willwemakeit.com/fundraiser/headingeastAnd thank you very much for your time. Current Mood:  hopefulCurrent Music: Madonna - Give It 2 Me |
worldofagwu
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6:18p |
" stephen, you're REALLY something " ( cross posted from ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) jellytown - apologies for any duplication ) this is the two page strip i did for the BAPA ( british amateur press association ) tribute to my ole pal steve whitaker aka ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) stickismyfriend who died suddenly & shockingly in february this year obv you'll have to click thru each image to read it on flickr ( - both pages are best viewed at large size, i think ) - or if you prefer you can go hereas i understand it, the BAPA tribute to steve will be available at caption 2008, 9th-10th august - further details here- thank you...! Current Music: this night has opened my eyes by the smiths |
andthatisthat
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11:25a |
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freakytrigger
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10:25a |
All My Friends Were There http://freakytrigger.co.uk/ft/2008/07/all-my-friends-were-there/ http://freakytrigger.co.uk/?p=12041 The signature of Russell T Davies’ tenure as Dr Who ’showrunner’ has been a sustained examination of the dynamics and the dramatic possibilities of the Doctor/Companion relationship - from the obvious (what if they DO IT), to the relatively unexplored (what happens to those left behind? what happens after you get left behind?). His vision of the Doctor, ultimately, is as an agent of change - which chimes with how the character’s been portrayed since Baker T, at least, but that tended to be situational change: the Doc as the random element that twists outcomes differently. Davies’ Doctors (Tennant in particular) effect change on a personal level. One single adventure with the Doctor is enough to transform Donna’s outlook on life: two seasons turn a Peckham shopgirl into a gun-toting dimensional warrior. Spoilers follow if you haven’t seen the last episode: As Davros points out to him, he either kills you or makes you stronger (sometimes both, as with Kylie). His power as a mutational catalyst underpins the season’s sad ending - Donna has simply absorbed too much Doctorstuff, too fast, and one iota more would kill her.
So the hugely indulgent set-up for this season finale - salad of all the companions! - works on levels beyond new-fan service. It works on those levels too, of course, but it’s a final flourish for Davies’ study of what sidekickdom involves, and one Doctor Who with its rotating leads is uniquely placed to deliver. What other show could possibly get so much logical dramatic mileage out of a big cast reunion? If anything I’d have liked to see the Doctor out of action for longer and the assorted companions sorting things out themselves a little more, rather than relying on the man in the big blue box. The “six pilots” payoff scene was the most indulgent, and deserved, bit of all - a little flash of joy before the status quo, or lack of it, resets. It’s not just Donna: every companion is “just a temp” - here was a scene playing with the idea that it shouldn’t be that way. Has there ever been a notionally SF series quite so happy to embrace the sentimental? With RTD moving on, will there ever be again?
This is another level on which the themes of companionship and temping and loss and return resonate, of course: Doctor Who is a TV show for kids, brought back by adults who’d been changed by it, watched by more adults who’d never been quite able to shake it, and now passing it on to kids themselves. The clip-montages of scenes from the last four years were a showy goodbye from Davies; the final scene of the Doctor in the TARDIS, morose and alone, worked just as well. He’s had his faults as Who helmsman - there’ve been plenty of times where I’d have liked to decide for myself that the plot or details weren’t important to an episode, rather than have him rub it in - but “Journey’s End” proved to my satisfaction that he’s always had a grip on the show’s thematic and emotional rudder. |
martinskidmore
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11:13a |
Book Diary: Joyce Carol Oates
Rosamond Smith (aka Joyce Carol Oates) - The Barrens
This is a hugely gripping thriller, with an entirely fresh approach: a murder victim's diary reveals she was in love with a man she hardly knew. Our focus is on him. We know he was uninvolved, but he starts feeling guilty that maybe if he'd responded to her interest, he could have saved her, and he gets more and more obsessed with her death, and gets closer to being sure of the murderer, an insane serial killer. It's immensely tense, partly because of the expected confrontation, but also because the protagonist is becoming decreasingly stable, so when the twin sister of the victim turns up, we have more than one reason to fear for her. It's unusual for a writer with as much serious literary muscle as Oates to write a serial killer thriller, but she's always been restless and keen to try many styles. She gives this a force, depth, ambiguity and psychological complexity that is very rare in the genre. |
martinskidmore
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11:12a |
Comics Diary: Batman
Showcase Presents Batman 2 by Gardner Fox, John Broome, Sheldon Moldoff, Carmine Infantino & others
I keep buying these, but frankly they aren't much good. Infantino's art is sometimes lovely - especially on the Batgirl appearances, and some great covers - but he's a bit clean and bright for Batman. Moldoff was excellent long before, but by this point it all looks like hackwork, lifeless and awkward, with particularly poor framing. The big-star stories are mostly useless, but some of the rest are clever enough to be readable.
We get the change soon, I think: here it's still bright and mostly in the style of the TV show. The dark, obsessive Batman starts soon, and it may be more worth buying then. |
dubdobdee
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9:10a |
better dreams today
the square committee were left a bequest of a £1.6 million property by a mr raj, and they decided i should be the one to look after the income from it, on behalf of the square
i woke up at 5 this morning full of "ideas" how to run this project -- sadly there is no mr raj, no square committee (that i'm anything to do with) and no £1.6 million |
cis
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11:09a |
OKAY based on fans alone Kanjani8 are the BEST Johnny's band: Tokyo Dome has been taken over by adorable teenagers in brightly-coloured jumpsuits/Shibutani Subaru maxi-skirts/various forms of Kanjani cosplay/yukata. So much better than the unsmiling Kinki Kids horde!
SERIOUSLY the eito ranger outfits are so cute i could die.
Current Mood: KANJANI JANI
Current Music: OBACHAN ROCK! |
| Saturday, July 5th, 2008 |
skillextric
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2:54p |
25, 25 (doodle-oo) Hello - I'm turning 25 in 25 days, and to commemorate this, I'm gonna talk about the 25 songs that were at number one on each of my birthdays thus far on my blog. We begin today with Paul Young, and then one a day up to whatever winds up being number one on the 29th. Should be fun. |
dubdobdee
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11:01a |
and then the sun came out and i instantly cheered up!
woke serially out of a tangle of stupidly silly worry-dreams (= was on a train with someone i haven't seen from school, he got off at the station i wanted with my suitcase but i was too busy fashioning a huge envelope as a collage on the carriage-wall so that whoever the letter was to couldn't miss it! except i was unable to write properly... then i was nominated for a SCHOOL OR ROCK AWARD but the arrangements were very confusing and we were all sent to the wrong room for photographed and missed the start of the ceremony and the seating was weirdly designed so you could see yr seat but not get to it) --> and was glum and sluggish, but that lifted when the sun started shinin
turns out P has forgot she was stayin with me tonight which simplifies things: can do who and popt w/o havin to worry abt a guest's tolerances -- otherwise weekend is ALL ABOUT TIDYING INTENSELY, at least today |
| Friday, July 4th, 2008 |
brak55
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6:54p |
Ironic
Yesterday saw the passing of both Jesse Helms and Larry "Bozo" Harmon.
It's ironic that we lost two clowns on the same day.
I'll miss Harmon. |
_squire_
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11:37p |
I swear my memory is going. Last Saturday was the LRG fundraiser. I was supposed to be djing the last 2 hours but Mouchete was late so I filled in for her too, I improvised with a mixture of country and britpop, I think it worked quite well. After the bands I played soft rock classics. Nick helped which was greatly appreciated. Ruth and Tamsin came but they left early, not before Ruth decided Bette Noir was the 2nd hottest rollergirl (after me, obviously). The rest of the week has been split between skating and stressing over the bout. I've smoked way too many cigarettes this week. Last night outside practice I had a science vs religion conversation with a member of the God squad. I have to march at Pride tomorrow. I hate marching, and I hate Pride. I'd like to just not turn up but i have all the flyers. ( Photo of the week 27 ) |
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robincarmody
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11:13p |
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atommickbrane
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5:01p |
101 Things - changes and update Desperately bored, so have revamped my 101 Things List - there were quite a few items which thinking about it are either fairly undefinable or just no longer at all interesting to me, so I've amended and updated the list! PROGRESS UPDATE
48 completed! 18 in progress! 35 unstarted (ulp). Here be amendments!
And here is the complete updated list. Let's go!
Tra la la. Oh look! The boss has gone home, and so has everyone else. Shall I go home too? WHAT DO YOU THINK. Tonight I play about with sewing the bag from the lovely rainbow Japanese fabric from friend in Okinawa. I think I shall maybe also treat myself to a lovely long soothing gin and tonic. With lime! And something nice for tea - potato and spinach and coconut curry. Oh hell yeah~! To Waitrose! Hopefully see some foax at the weekend - remember! Sunday! Hangover Lounge! Be there! |
braisedbywolves
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1:45p |
Diary
A busy week, which I might write up at some point, ending last night in going to see Stewart Lee and others for free in the Museum of London with 3/4 of my flat, coming home via the offie to pick up a bottle of Jack, and sitting up setting the romantic world to rights. At some point, after we'd run out of lemonade, I went to replace it from the drinks cabinet, and found out that we now had two bottles of Fabulus, the original toffee and vodka liqueur (we didn't, someone had sensibly taken the one bottle out of the fridge). "Hah!" I said, "Who'd drink that?"
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So in summary I am massively massively hungover and even getting said liqueur out of my system as quickly as possible this morning (along with everything I'd eaten yesterday evening, which would be: nothing) hasn't much helped. OW. I went to have a shower in work at lunchtime and just lay down and fell asleep, waking up with the raised discs of the floor imprinted on my hands and chest. |
poptimists
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2:39p |
Poptimism Is Five I've been meaning to post this all week but have just been too busy - it's POPTIMISM tomorrow night at the Cross Kings, the fifth birthday celebrations which I think two out of three regular DJs won't be at, but that will make it EVEN BETTER as it means moar great guest DJs. carsmilesteve is your compere on this trip down memory lane, with a side turning into bouze alley in search of the bin. |
andthatisthat
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2:12p |
"Take her home! She's wasted! YAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!" I went to see Avenue Q again last night - officially as Katy's birthday present, but let's face it, I never need an excuse to go to see Avenue Q again. ( Is there anybody here it doesn't suck to be? ) Current Mood: happyCurrent Music: Avenue Q Broadway Cast - Everyone's A Little Bit Racist |
hoshuteki
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11:35a |
My Life in Audio (Redux) I wrote quite an exasperated post last night* after spending hours (yes, actual genuine 60-minute-long hours) setting up a new AV amplifier. Given our five sets of speakers, that's a lot of struggling about behind an amplifier, where there's usually lots of dust, with wires that need to be slotted into fiddly places, which usually aren't quite long enough to allow this to be done somewhere easily accessible thereby occasioning cramp, and which then results in huge bunches of wires just straggling everywhere, and it's tiresome and messy and frustrating. (And I'm not even going to get into the incomprehensibility of the user manuals.) Bah, but it's all nice and neat now and works, so good, I hope I never have to go back behind a stereo again. (Oh and in LJ-freecycle news, if anyone wants an old Yamaha AV amplifier and receiver, which sort of looks like this but I think is older and has no remote control, then it's free to a good home. It's also really heavy.) Ah anyway, good, Friday. I think I will take it easy this evening, unless anyone has 'pub?' plans... * now no longer viewable ftb emo Current Mood:  geekyCurrent Music: "Bi" by Milford Graves (from BäBi) |
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freakytrigger
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10:12a |
THE CHRONICLES OF NARNIA PART 2: PRINCE CASPIAN or WHOS’ GOT THE HORN? http://freakytrigger.co.uk/ft/2008/07/the-chronicles-of-narnia-part-2-prince-caspian-or-whos-got-the-horn/ http://freakytrigger.co.uk/?p=12039  The problem with any film of this second Narnian book is that — while it has strong scenes and beasts galore — the logic behind its structure is, more than anything else, Aslan Arses About (for c.1300 years). He’s not a tame lion, you know — no indeed, but he is an extremely passive-aggressive and self-satisfied one, never more than this story, and no actor can read his lines without underlining this. Nor can any director hope to expand on the memorable scenes and beasts without giving in to how pellmell pagan this story is, first to last. It isn’t Christian and it isn’t clever: and while I don’t think it especially steps on your fond memories of the original, it massively wimpily sidesteps Aslan’s tactical masterstroke in the book, where he calls to arms the Wine God (Silenus with his fat ass) and the Party God Magnus Bacchus, and they supplement their army of maenad riot grrls with a division of hott and bovvered schoolgirls…
The problem of the Telmarines: book-Telmarines are Puritan colonisers, Early Americans if you will, pirates-turned-moralisers out of sync with the nature they’ve invaded. They had excellent pointy helmets and nifty mini-skirts. Film-Telmarines are Spanish Conquistadors extpriating the Aztecs, proud and treachorous all, except for tyrant-usurper Miraz, who is Hitler obv, and therefore Iranian. Their military knowhow is negligeable — they don’t even know that footsoldiers should break stride on a nearly built bridge — but luckily they are up against the cluelessl of Old Narnia.
The problem of Narnians: Centaurs and Satyrs and Furries oh my! Mr Tumnus (as channelled by Mallarmé, one afternoon): “I adore you, wrath of virgins–fierce delight/Of the sacred burden’s writhing naked flight/From the fiery lightning of my lips that flash/With the secret terror of the thirsting flesh:/From the cruel one’s feet to the heart of the shy,/Whom innocence abandons suddenly,/Watered in frenzied or less woeful tears.” <— This is what kosher fauns get up to when it isn’t winter. In the film, the massed ranks of centaurs are all nips up top, all pubes everywhere else. Old Narnians are REALLY REALLY none too bright, at least outside the ranks of Dwarf Nikabrik’s sadly thwarted Campaign for REAL Old Narnians (CAMRON) (Carmody to thread!)
The problem of war: is the problem of the story. War is, like, horrible: and to be remotely exciting on film today it has to be amped UP not tamped down. In the book it’s a romp where nearly no one gets killed; the film has to stand against LotR and Troy and 300 and whatevs. It’s a tough call guess which side adopts the more incompetently insane strategy: the Narnians who stand in FRONT and then undermine their own fortifications, or the Telamarines, who set their cavalry off at charge then fire massive trebuchet boulders at them from behind. “We detest and fear the trees! Let’s do battle right in the middle of them!” Etc. Perversely, I rather liked the added-in castle-attack: the book sees General Caspian, on his own and untrained, lead a failed foray — Giant Wimbleweather broke out “at the wrong time and from the wrong place”, and a centaur is “terribly wounded” — and its glum aftermath (poor dim Wimbleweather crying all over everyone). The film turns this into a Robin Hood-type escapade, which goes wrong bcz Caspian and Peter are squabbling inexperienced rivals, bcz plans are not stuck to, and bcz castles are kinda built to withstand Robin Hood-type escapades, 90 years of cinema cliche notwithstanding. So hurrah for PC’s plot-departing genre-busting daring here, even if it does mean a bunch of lovely Furries dying in horrible agony, a downer even Lucy’s winsome freckles and snub nose can’t entirely dilute. Lots of Narnians die because Peter and Caspian are idiots — not to mention KIDS d00d! — and the grown-ups, viz Aslan, are prancing about in the woods playing test-yr-faith hide-and-seek. Did I mention Aslan is a kn0b?
The problem of the children: why does Narnia need Kings and Queens who are Sons of Adam? It is of course because you are NOT ALLOWED TEH SECHS IN unless you already fell off the wagon, eden-apple wise. CSL gets himself in SUCH a silly mess about this — Aslan has set up an RPG with ad hoc rules that make a happening FantasyWorld totally impossible. (Old Father Time, last to leave, will put out the light before three of these Earthlets even lose their virginity; and the lion will be carpeted by the Emperor-Overseas: “With all due respect, Aslan, youre fired”))
The problem of Susan: beestung lippie-tastic stunna from the off, fending off mere mortal mingers, I will happily defend that Susan can’t keep her eyes or hands off Suave Latino Caspian, and vice versa — horn’n'faun jokes are the Rampaging Oliphaunt in the Narnian Spare Oom already, and TORCHWOOD AGENDA GET OVER IT ppl. Susan is a super-boring character without this dimension; I prefer the Pevensies flailing around getting stuff wrong and bickering convincingly.
The problem of High King Peter (the Magnificent): worst general evah (but then he is 13 AT MOST and quite properly expecting Aslan to arrive soon and sort stuff out). I liked the way Peter lurched from decency to flustered petulance — the oldest brother character is a classic dud in KidLit anyway (tone set by Swallows and Amazons, John Walker the utterly wooden-be-good stand-in for real-life tomboy Taqui Altounyan, who sounds like the Pirate Queen of the Calormenes). So yeah. “We would have got away with it if it wasn’t for those meddling kids FANNYDANGLING DEITIES WHO MADE THIS WORLD AND EVERYTHING IN IT” <— fixed
The problem of Aslan: is that like all monotheistic supreme being he was a preening self-absorbed tw@t, and being voiced by Liam Neeson makes it worse. I enjoyed this film immensely: TASH-SLASH NOW! |
worldofagwu
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11:19a |
" a pocket full of horses "
ITEM! rest in peace clive hornby aka jack sudgen of emmerdale farm fame ( - i just heard on the radio that he died ) - he was the second jack sugden but i don't think the first one was in it for very long ( - he left the farm to become to become a novelist in the mid 1970s ) ( - i doubt if that's much of a soap "aspiration" these days ) - i used to watch it fairly regularly but not since the days of amos & mr wilks etc
ITEM! warning, celebrity masterchef spoilers follow: it might be from watching too much tennis but i think they should have some sort of "seeding" system in celeb masterchef - to stop some of the best cooks meeting ( & getting knocked out ) in the first round
three of the best cooks met in the very first programme, so we lost two of 'em when the mighty andi peters triumphed on the back of his banana & rum muffin - & then in the next gouple of glashes there were ppl who were unfamiliar with the goncept of knife, fork & spoon ( - i'm thinking of you, spencer moon ) - poor clare grogan in particular must've been gutted when she saw the low standard of subsequent cook offs
thus tonights quarter final has got two very goob cooks in it & two "with potential"
btw, "new mum" claire from steps = very fancy gompared to how she looked when she was a pop "star" ( - fern britton take note ) - i spose she does less dancing these days, which is much to her credit
ITEM! a gouple of dr who "fun facts" ( but no spoilers ) to get us in the mood for tomorrow's finale:
1. "the subwave network" funded or developed by the mister copper foundation - it bugged me for ages - i knew i'd heard the name mr copper somewhere before but couldn't recall where - my pal john put me out of my misery: mr copper was the tour guide that the dr saved in "voyage of the damned"
glad to see him making goob use of that gredit gard - & its nice that hyacinth's poor put upon richard from keeping up appearances is firmly ensconsed in the dr who mythos ( - as well as in alfred hitchcocks frenzy - tho he is married to billie whitelaw in that 'un, not patricia routledge )
2. the ( evil? ) fortune telling lady who put the time sucking beetle thingy on donna's back was the same actress who played the luvly & funny "chan tho" ( the professor's gompanion ) towards the end of season 3 - google tells me that her name = chipo chung & she also been in holby city and dalziel & pascoe - & that she was the "computer voice" in last year's dodgy sci fi flick sunshine
ITEM! it did make me laugh that "tiger" tim henman injured his throat gommentating on wambledon - so he didn't make it to the end of the second week after all - maybe next year, eh tim...? - of course, my tip for the top jelena jankovic got knocked out, so i've switched allegiances to serena w in the ladies - & play up rafa nadal...! ( - let's have a spanish tennis & football double )
ITEM! big brother: i'm not sure if i like ANY of 'em at the moment but it's still gompelling viewing - jennifer will obviously go tonite - all the reasons she gave for for nominating rachel ( being false, talking abt ppl being their backs etc ) actually apply to HER - but let's get rid of boring mo & rex soonish, please - otherwise it cld get very dull - unfortunately, mario seems to have positioned himself as essential to the group ( - a sort of muscley northern yoda, necessary to deal with all their health & safety goncerns & management issues ) - i still sort of like becky but she is being v.stupid & must be the most annoying person in the world to live with - luke = a proper little machiavelli, which i quite "admire" ( in a way ) - & sadly, kat & rachel's pained faces & weeping jags are getting annoying - so, horrible tory LUKE TO WIN ( - or maybe darnell )
( the above = subject to change, obv ) ( - esp when some new ppl go in & stir things up )
ITEM! if anyone else is going to today's mozfest & fancies meeting up, send me a text - otherwise HAVE A GOOB WEEKEND EVERYBODY...!
Current Music: little red corvette ( but not horny toad, alas ) by prince |
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freakytrigger
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8:53a |
THE FLOATERS - “Float On” http://freakytrigger.co.uk/ft/2008/07/the-floaters-float-on/ http://freakytrigger.co.uk/?p=12038 (#411, 27th August 1977)  The format of “Float On” - each Floater steps forward, makes his pitch, retires beckoning - doesn’t just anticipate Blind Date, it’s also a basic formula for early group hip-hop: every member trying to outdo the last. For my money, the winning Floater here is surely Larry, largely for his magnificently self-confident use of the third-person. But your floatage may vary, and really there’s only one way to sort this one out:
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I’ll leave the comments box to speculate on the real motivations behind each of these preferences.
“Float On” stands up to more listens than you’d imagine, though still not enough to get it beyond ‘kind of charming’. The audacious novelty concept wears out, as novelties do, but the good-natured, bubbling music does exactly what it says on the title. How true a portrayal of seductive Seventies Man this was I have no idea, but “Float On” is amazingly evocative of a perceived era, one built up in the childish imagination by old menswear adverts and past-your-bedtime TV shows, half-understood. Amiably preposterous. |
al_ewing
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3:08a |
Spider-Man The Musical File Under: Oh Fuck It Altogether At one point, before Bono and Teh Edge got hold of it, I wanted to write Spider-Man The Musical. Starring David Essex as Spider-Man! I got thus far on Re: Retro before I got bored.
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| Thursday, July 3rd, 2008 |
ludickid
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10:56a |
America: 230 Years of Barely Surviving the Horrible Threat of Foreigners AMERICA'S ENEMIES THROUGH THE AGES: A REFERENCE LIST BY CURT CLANGBURY, CONSERVATIVEDecade: the 1770s Greatest Threat: the English Nature of Threat: British sought to place us back under the thumb of their imperial rule Consequences of Failure: we'd all be speaking English today Victor: America! Decade: the 1780s Greatest Threat: liberals Nature of Threat: Attempts to place too many restrictions on gun ownership and not enough restrictions on free speech into the Constitution Consequences of Failure: a nation of unarmed blabbermouths Victor: real Americans, but not decisively called for forces of good until 2008 Decade: the 1790s Greatest Threat: the French Nature of Threat: took whole "democracy" thing a bit too far Consequences of Failure: widespread embrace of the metric system Victor: guillotine manufacturers Decade: the 1800s Greatest Threat: Barbary pirates Nature of Threat: darkies learned to operate sailing vessels Consequences of Failure: ruination of the America's Cup Victor: National Talk Like a Pirate Day ( Le partie continue! ) |
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