Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Monday, August 18, 2003
Sunday, August 17, 2003
Top tips for a successful night out:
1. Girls... the madder the better.
2. Vodka and Redbull - tastes vile, but as a practical solution to the age old problem of getting extremely pissed but not falling asleep in the corner of what ever pub you are in, it cannot be beaten.
3. Cheesy 80's music,
4. Not paying for your train ticket home (bite my shiny metal ass South West Trains!).
5. Staying up until 6:00am, drinking vodka and forcing your slightly warped music tastes on unsuspecting friends.
Actually the last point is not a top tip as it tends to completely ruin your sleeping patterns.
I seem to have developed the habit of trying to calm my hangovers down with some light comic book shopping. I think it's to do with having a very short attention span when it comes to reading after a night on the sauce. And the fact that most comic books nowadays are far more intelligent than well written than any 'real' novel you may pick up. The latest purchase is called The Ultimates - its one of these team based affairs consisting of Captain America, The Hulk, Iron Man, The Wasp, Giant Man and Thor. Interestingly there isn't any main villain, the only action consists of why Captain America dissappeared after World War 2 and there is a bit towards the end where Bruce Banner let's the Hulk loose to provoke the rest of the team into a response.
What keeps you interested is how fucked up all these 'heroes' are; Captain America's difficulty with integrating with modern society, Giant Man and The Wasp seem like the perfect couple - except Giant Man is addicted to Prozac and The Wasp has some very questionable hygiene habits, Iron Man is a bored rich capitalist with a brain tumour, Thor is a hippy and the less said about Bruce the better. All in all it's a good read
1. Girls... the madder the better.
2. Vodka and Redbull - tastes vile, but as a practical solution to the age old problem of getting extremely pissed but not falling asleep in the corner of what ever pub you are in, it cannot be beaten.
3. Cheesy 80's music,
4. Not paying for your train ticket home (bite my shiny metal ass South West Trains!).
5. Staying up until 6:00am, drinking vodka and forcing your slightly warped music tastes on unsuspecting friends.
Actually the last point is not a top tip as it tends to completely ruin your sleeping patterns.
I seem to have developed the habit of trying to calm my hangovers down with some light comic book shopping. I think it's to do with having a very short attention span when it comes to reading after a night on the sauce. And the fact that most comic books nowadays are far more intelligent than well written than any 'real' novel you may pick up. The latest purchase is called The Ultimates - its one of these team based affairs consisting of Captain America, The Hulk, Iron Man, The Wasp, Giant Man and Thor. Interestingly there isn't any main villain, the only action consists of why Captain America dissappeared after World War 2 and there is a bit towards the end where Bruce Banner let's the Hulk loose to provoke the rest of the team into a response.
What keeps you interested is how fucked up all these 'heroes' are; Captain America's difficulty with integrating with modern society, Giant Man and The Wasp seem like the perfect couple - except Giant Man is addicted to Prozac and The Wasp has some very questionable hygiene habits, Iron Man is a bored rich capitalist with a brain tumour, Thor is a hippy and the less said about Bruce the better. All in all it's a good read
Saturday, August 16, 2003
Calm down young Thomas, the pictures are up - now available in grown up sizes.
A couple of new CD's have turned up today. One called 4 Parabolic Mixes by Henri Pousseur - this is a double CD with each mix taking about half an hour. All of the mixes were done live, the one that I was interested in is by Philip Jeck - he's sort of a turntablist, but rather than dealing with any funky beat gymnastics he uses antique record players and scratched vinyl to produce a far more ambient feel. His mix is very good to listen to while semi-concious and/or hungover
The other CD is a compilation from WarpMart, there is a cLOUDDEAD remix of a Boom Bip tune which is so beautiful it would make a grown man weep.
Further reports on these aquisitions will follow shortly.
A couple of new CD's have turned up today. One called 4 Parabolic Mixes by Henri Pousseur - this is a double CD with each mix taking about half an hour. All of the mixes were done live, the one that I was interested in is by Philip Jeck - he's sort of a turntablist, but rather than dealing with any funky beat gymnastics he uses antique record players and scratched vinyl to produce a far more ambient feel. His mix is very good to listen to while semi-concious and/or hungover
The other CD is a compilation from WarpMart, there is a cLOUDDEAD remix of a Boom Bip tune which is so beautiful it would make a grown man weep.
Further reports on these aquisitions will follow shortly.
Friday, August 15, 2003
Sorry about the site being a bit crap - it's mainly down to the fact that I've done fuck all interesting this week. I did have half hearted plans about going to see Dalek on Wednesday, but due to the weather introducing me to new levels of lethargy I couldn't be arsed with the trip to Camden.
I now make a solid vow that this sort of apathy and laziness will not happen again (scouts honour, dib dib dib! dob dob dob! and all that jazz... *snigger* not that I was ever in the scouts), so I'm going to set plans in action now to go and see Cex on the 6th September at The Garage. It's a Saturday, so excuses about not being arsed will not be tolerated - and I think there is an England match in the afternoon, so I'll be suitably blattered. As a plan it can not possibly fail.
I now make a solid vow that this sort of apathy and laziness will not happen again (scouts honour, dib dib dib! dob dob dob! and all that jazz... *snigger* not that I was ever in the scouts), so I'm going to set plans in action now to go and see Cex on the 6th September at The Garage. It's a Saturday, so excuses about not being arsed will not be tolerated - and I think there is an England match in the afternoon, so I'll be suitably blattered. As a plan it can not possibly fail.
Tuesday, August 12, 2003
I realised today that I've put in over 90 hours of work of playing Phantasy Star Online over the last few weeks, this will not do. OK, I'm now level 67 (bow before your new god!), but other games are being cast aside well before they should. So, Zelda is now back in the Gamecube - a reasonable amount of progress has been made tonight...
Oh, and today I bought the most violent extreme CD I've heard in a long time, maybe since the Atari Teenage Riot Live at Brixton Academy CD, a recording of a show I had the fortune to attend - very funny, long term ATR fans were ripping up there T-shirts and booing, well, trying to boo over all the noise. I on the otherhand am a bit of a fan of a well aimed "fuck you world!"
Oh, and today I bought the most violent extreme CD I've heard in a long time, maybe since the Atari Teenage Riot Live at Brixton Academy CD, a recording of a show I had the fortune to attend - very funny, long term ATR fans were ripping up there T-shirts and booing, well, trying to boo over all the noise. I on the otherhand am a bit of a fan of a well aimed "fuck you world!"
ouch!
The Curse Of The Golden Vampire - Mass Destruction
The Curse of the Golden Vampire are basically Techno Animal but somehow even more pissed off with the world. This must be the loudest, most violent CD I've ever bought, Justin Broadrick is half of Techno Animal and played guitar and did vocals for an early incarnation of Napalm Death and now it seems he's feeling a tad nostalgic since what we basically have here is a grindcore album. OK the beats may be more Jungle than anything and alot of the noises are samples rather than guitars and screaming (not that there isn't a hell of a lot of guitars and screaming) but yep, it's good ol fashioned grindcore - just like Mom used to make! I put this CD on my headphones at work and almost instantly the memories of a long haired, black clothes obsessed teenage Darth Phil came flooding back - I've been listening to this since then with the biggest shit eating grin you've ever seen! The thing is, anyone else in there right mind will hate it...
The Curse Of The Golden Vampire - Mass Destruction
The Curse of the Golden Vampire are basically Techno Animal but somehow even more pissed off with the world. This must be the loudest, most violent CD I've ever bought, Justin Broadrick is half of Techno Animal and played guitar and did vocals for an early incarnation of Napalm Death and now it seems he's feeling a tad nostalgic since what we basically have here is a grindcore album. OK the beats may be more Jungle than anything and alot of the noises are samples rather than guitars and screaming (not that there isn't a hell of a lot of guitars and screaming) but yep, it's good ol fashioned grindcore - just like Mom used to make! I put this CD on my headphones at work and almost instantly the memories of a long haired, black clothes obsessed teenage Darth Phil came flooding back - I've been listening to this since then with the biggest shit eating grin you've ever seen! The thing is, anyone else in there right mind will hate it...
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