Tonight was one of those planned to a tee: new dress. Face pack. Naggon of vodka in the handbag in case of parties.
*sighs*
It’s been a bloody long slog and I haven’t been to bed earlier than 4am in a week. Maria’s birthday was exactly the tonic. I was even prepared to brave MusicIreland with a hangover.
However my babysitter diverted to a frat party and I ended up staying in, frustrated more because North By Northwest and Blue Velvet were both showing but neither were subtitled. SeeHear, sign-language programmes at night and subtitles reserved for crappy flicks like Severance and The Beerfest…you’d be forgiven for thinking deaf people are insomniac, antisocial idiots.
So under immense duress, I returned to my nexus of dweebville to spend yet another night tugging, uploading and tagging photos and texts into this blog.
Ooh, pitchfork reports that Blur reformed, albeit temporarily and over a cuppa cha. Fantastic news! Appreciated as Albarn and (especially) Coxon’s solo forays are, Blur left a sizable gap in the scene of established Indie. Give me a Nepalese tunic over Borrell’s stonewashed denims, any day! I suppose it really is wishful thinking (BandsReunited will soon pass Facebook in the Alexa stakes and Blur always chose the opposite of cool) but I can’t help indulging a whimsy on how all these solo projects would the affect the progressive sound of Blur, if they reformed. The fact their spokesperson stated no ‘music’ plans are forthcoming doesn’t rule out the possibility of art or video ventures….
Does anyone else think John Lennon would be rolling in his grave to know his music would be sampled for the first time ever…on a WuTang single? I’m all for genre exploration but I can’t see WTC bedding in for anything less than vicodin and clear heels.
Less than one official month left until the release of Peep Show 4 on DVD! And appaaaarently, two days later sees The Mighty Boosh return for a third series on BBC Three. Winter’s looking good already!
Seeing as I’m on the subject of TV, Jeremy Kyle got a lot of flak last week after a magistrate branded his show a “human form of bear-baiting”. Obviously the show’s a lot more popular in the UK but I haven’t met a soul here who’ll admit to watching.
I tune in fairly regularly and love the format. It’s blatantly obvious that the judge had never seen the programme and based his opinion on the Jerry Springer format.
You can hardly compare the two:
Jeremy
Jerry Stringer’s programmes were famous for their falsity but JK and his support team really do their best to help resolve conflict. Some people use denial as a coping mechanism and really need straight talking to wise up. Others are so wrapped in their own grief they don’t realise how flawed their judgement is. I don’t think it’s a bad thing to broadcast these social disharmonies if it helps guests and viewers build a stronger moral structure.
It’s 3am. I should be drunk on Great Denmark Street. Music Ireland is happening to me in eight hours. I better kip….