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[Dec. 13th, 2011|02:47 am] |
Going Friends Only for a bit. To comfort those deprived, here is a happy picture;
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[Oct. 12th, 2009|02:26 pm] |
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Friendulum > frenulum |
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[Oct. 4th, 2009|05:45 am] |
Music soothes me no end. I can't think of anything else in my life...human, animal, vegetable or mineral that I rely on quite so consistently.
Oh look at the sun - it's all a-glow
Slow burning star - sinking low
Heaven knows where you go
Out of sight, out of minds eye, no
Aw such a shame - you must leave
All day long you were a friend to me
Still - the moon's company
Until morning when larks will sing
Horizon´s appointment you'll keep
For sunswept flamingos must sleep
Scenes like these from my dreams
Cover cutting-room floors all over
Warm heart we spin slowly from view
Why are you sad - do you disapprove?
How we've wasted our time
Sunset - end of my day - my decline
Postscript you trace colours the sky
Red-letter light fades, is filed away
Sunburst fingers you raise
One last sigh of farewell - goodbye
This would be quite a good suicide song. I might make a compilation. |
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[Oct. 2nd, 2009|01:37 am] |
Very little pisses me off more than aggressive stupidity. This morning our landlord's lackey came round to collect the rent, which they ask to be paid in cash via a jam jar left in the kitchen. I asked about what scope there was to do what normal people do and pay via direct debit or cheque and the lackey went MENTAL. It was like I had pissed on his favourite child or something.
Although I more or less got him to agree to come round in the evening before rent is due so we can all pay face to face (rather than have over a grand sitting in the kitchen unattended for hours) it was hard work. Stupid people are often good at arguing, as this video illustrates -
Anyway. I didn't give him any outrage material to work with so that made his bizarre responses even more..well..bizarre. Saying I could be kicked out if I wasn't happy and that I'm causing problems. Asking why I was shouting when I conscientiously kept my voice to a minimum. Real sillyness.
I'm very good at not responding to loudness with loudness and keeping calm in these situations (which pisses people off no end in rows when they're trying to force some kind of cathartic situation that I'm not up for) so he had nowhere to go with it really. After he left the internalised anger and adreneline got let out and I had to march round the flat and grind my teeth a bit. People are endlessly surprising. |
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[Sep. 27th, 2009|03:31 am] |
I think all music legends should at some point be forced to write an album like Nebraska by Bruce Springsteen. Only as much affectation as a skeletal structure can handle. Bare, cold and wonderful.
Fucking amazing.. |
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[Sep. 24th, 2009|03:30 pm] |
Do you think I'd seem like a complete paedophile if I went to the Kelly Clarkson gig?
It's probably a toss up between paedo and underwhelming gay. |
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[Sep. 21st, 2009|12:03 am] |
I have been slagged off by every age group today. More specifically, my twattish magenta hair has. Two old women smoking outside a pub even debated it amongst themselves.
'I'm glad that's not my son'
I hope she suffers some kind of horrible prolapse. |
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[Sep. 18th, 2009|03:18 am] |
I am posting this everywhere right now. I've gone on about this before but the only person other than Bowie I would say I am a bona fide Fan for is Brett Anderson. I go back and forth on his objective merits and whatnot but nevertheless he manages to do just enough to keep me in that Fan with a capital F zone. I am deeply excited about the new album after hearing the preview today. |
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[Sep. 10th, 2009|01:23 am] |
When we normally think about turning points where different life paths hinge it is usually chance meetings that spiralled into something else, tragic accidents, poetic twists of fate..or other cinematic things that come to mind. I had a potentially life changing moment last night when out drinking with my new flatmates and their friends in that I very nearly shat myself. Physically.
I'm not sure if it was something I'd had to eat earlier, a bad pint, a combination or whatever..but between pubs I had a sudden and urgent need. In the event I arrived at a bathroom and did not shit myself which is in general not something people have cause to consciously consider as a good thing. That said..if I had CATASTROPHICALLY MESSED MYSELF in front of all these new people I think it is safe to say this would have been, to a greater or lesser extent, life changing. |
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[Sep. 7th, 2009|11:17 pm] |
I sent an abstract for this Helsinki conference I want to speak at and got this response back from my supervisor, who also happens to be helping to organise it and vet speakers -
Dear Martin
Thanks - I agree, I think you have a lot to say and it will be of interest to a wide range of people.
We'll be in touch in the near future. Hope the moving goes ok.
Bw
Jon
Does that look like a yes? It isn't that clear to me. Does 'be in touch' mean they haven't decided, or does be in touch mean they will have more details about the structure of the conference? Is it a yes? I hope it is. Christ. I feel like I've just been on a date or some shite and am trying to decode what occurred. PLEASE LIKE ME PLZ PLZ
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[Sep. 7th, 2009|12:30 am] |
You know....some cynics say that popular music has lost all edge and is defined by posing, middle class twats with no ideas or guts. I think people are overly nostalgic for the music of their formative years and are blind to the very real heart that pulses in music today, spreading excitement, insight, groove and ambition.
( I mean, just look at this spectacle! )
I saw Inglourious Basterds tonight and enjoyed it much more than I thought I would. Particularly Eli Roth, Christoph Waltz and Til Schweiger. I think the use of non-period music, Samuel L., and the usual Tarantino borrowings from other directors was particularly important. It takes on an extra disruptive capacity that serves the anything-can-happen-ness of the plot while exploring the role of media to things that are so big that they become easily totemic - like WWII, and movies that have been based on it since that make claims to veracity, moral or documentary. I'm still digesting it.
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[Sep. 3rd, 2009|03:19 pm] |
I don't normally crosspost from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) heardinglasgow because most of my FL doesn't speak Glaswegian and the rest are already on the comm. Nevertheless..this tickled me a bit.
Just had a guy come round to do an electricity survey on our flat. He was chatting about how he used a landlord key to access a house once and was surprised to be greeted with a 'stark bollock naked man'. I cooed sympathetically and he added 'just my luck not to bump into a stark bollock naked woman'.
Hmmm.
Can a woman be stark bollock naked? I suppose some transwomen can be without question but that wasn't what he was getting at. I think his phrasing of a desire made it funny regardless. I even had a quick look on wiki to try and find out of bollock naked was a gender neutral term with no conclusion but was reminded of this great part from Richard E Grant's autobiograph With Nails -
'...the actor tells of going to the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles. He notes that this is the place where "Robert Kennedy was shot in the kitchens. Sorry - kitchens sounds like a euphemism for bollocks. He was killed here." |
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