I don’t know. In some way it’s anything but a good look and even here in Australia there’s a strong feeling that he’s a spoilt brat who’s got the ego without the achievement. On the other hand, I’m wondering if it’s more the case of a young sportsman who’s not quite the finished article and is struggling to handle the weight of expectation. Australia has a clear code of conduct for their heroes – win and you can more or less behave any way you like, Lleyton Hewitt, a clear case in point. Kyrgios so far is all about potential but there’s obviously something there. The something however, doesn’t seem to be a love of tennis.
So someone has some heroin. Someone you know, and maybe admire a little for their skanky cool. They say, hey, I’ve got some heroin. Would you like to try it?
1 I’ve just smoked a rhythm cigarillo, so it’s the logical step. 2 What a great idea! Thanks! 3 Well, okay, but just once. I’ve heard there may be addiction issues. 4 What flavour is it? 5 What, now? On the bus? 6 Have you got enough for me to OD on? That’s what I’m really interested in. Extreme drugs. 7 Only if you have a filthy, overflowing toilet we can share. 8 Heroin? Sell me on it! 9 I don’t want any favours. Here’s all my money. And my bank card. And my neighbour’s flat screen TV. And my teeth. 10 Fuck off.
If everybody who first tried heroin was already a heroin addict (I know – bear with me) I could maybe understand why they’d roll up their sleeve. That’s the only reason for shooting up that I can see – that you’re an addict. But that first taste, saying yes the first time, that’s the step I can’t … quite … understand. It’s not like » Continue Reading.
Year: 2014 Director: Jemaine Clement, Taika Waititi
Some vampires reveal the day-to-day minutiae of vampiric life in the run down squalor of their New Zealand house – having to do household chores, not getting into nightclubs, falling out with friends, etc.
Comedy is the most difficult cinematic genre to get right. There are very few modern comedies that work really well. Spinal Tap, obviously, is one. Shaun Of The Dead another. This New Zealand film has the deadpan mockumentary style of the former and the spoof horror theme of the latter. And it also shares the same relentless quality of hilarious scenes, laugh-out-loud moments and quotable dialogue as both those films. High praise indeed, but it’s one of a small group of genuine lol 5 star classic comedies. I can’t recommend it highly enough. It’s a must-see.
Might appeal to people who enjoyed:
Aside from Tap and Shaun, I see vague comparisons with Wes Anderson, Kusturica, early Woody Allen.
Laurel & Hardy – The Trail of the Lonesome Pine.
Frederik Pohl is a classic genre writer – unknown outside sci-fi circles, very highly regarded within it. I don’t think that every 40-year old novel I read is worth sharing, but on rereading Gateway I was blown away by how good it is. I’ve probaly read it at least four times over the decades, and it gets better every time. Pohl’s starting point is a classic trope – the artefact left by vanished aliens (the rather strangely named Heechee). Gateway is an asteroid stuffed full of spaceships that go somewhere across the galaxy when you press a button, and sometimes even make it back. A gold rush ensues attracting prospectors escaping lives on a grimly overcrowded earth, including the protagonist Robinette Broadhead. Who we first meet at a robot psychiatrist’s – fabulously rich after a trip that has left him not just wealthy but fabulously guilty. The story unravels in flashbacks to Robin’s arrival at Gateway and struggles with his own fear about taking a ship that may never return, out into the void for an uncertain reward. Pohl’s world is economically but vividly created – and his characters are never less than adult and believable. Robin makes » Continue Reading.
Charli XCX is the best pop star in living memory. She has made the best album of 2015 and has written most of the best songs.
When confronted on the Brits red carpet by someone saying that the Top 40 is full of crap she said “well, I write most of it so that’s clearly bullshit”.
Abandon everything else. You don’t need it anymore.
Castlefield Bowl Manchester
Part of Manchester International Festival, this was the first performance by Bjork of what will presumably be the Vulnicura tour.Bjork was joined on stage by a keyboard and electronics musician and a percussionist plus a 14 piece string orchestra. The show drew heavily on the new album of course but also dipped into the back catalogue with favourites like Hyper-Ballad and The Hunter. It took a while to get going – the new material is reflective and downbeat, and I thought she seemed a little unsure at first. Also the static string section had less musical or visual immediacy than the choir and brass band featured in her last two tours. In truth this was a set less suited to an outdoor venue than her previous ones and I would love to have seen it in a concert hall. Nonetheless as Bjork grew more animated and dramatic and the music got more beat heavy the show as a whole built well. She was in great voice – Army of Me, 5 Years and Wanderlust were especially good. She’s still one of a kind.
Very mixed in age – probably 50/50 gender » Continue Reading.
For the non-Amazon haters on here (I make no judgements!) a bit of a bargain on there at the mo. The BBC box set of Be Bop Deluxe is only £6 and bit for 3 CDs and a DVD. Plus the mp3 instantly.
Form an orderly queue, or don’t!
Now an old mate of mine once tried to get me to go to a Brooce gig… when I said ‘No, I don;t like him’, he replied ‘I know but he plays for FOUR HOURS!’ … oh, in that case… not.
Damons homage to The Grateful Dead
…can do astonishing things.
Ah hope ya kno she packz a chain-sew, a chain-seeeeew.
Runs out of puff but pretty funny at the start
oK last time I looked at it but tonight it shuts down my browser ,chrome or safari, everytime I try to open it.
Ver kids don’t need no paper no more. The New Musical Express will become a free 300,000 copies a week publication that currently sells less than 15,000. So Londoners expect to see copies of this strewn across yer tube stations from September next to the Metro etc
Bet the site gets a paywall
After a few crises on the local front last week, a local radio DJ at 3 o’clock this morning asked listeners to nominate songs of an uplifting nature to lighten the mood. I was somewhat taken by the following exchange…
Listener: I’d like What The World Needs Now Is Love Sweet Love. DJ: OK. Listener: I really love that song, it’s my favourite. DJ: Who’s it by? Listener: Dunno. DJ: Well, when did it come out? Listener: Dunno. DJ: Let me have a look here…written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David. Listener: Oh yeah, Burt Bacharach…did he sing it? DJ: No, looks like it was a hit first for Jackie de Shannon in 1965. Listener: Never heard of him…oh, Hallelujah, that’s another one I love. DJ: Who was that by? Listener: Did Burt Bacharach write that one too? I like the one by Casey Lang. DJ: It was written by Leonard Cohen. Listener: Oh….well, close, but no cigar.
I have to admit that though I know what’s causing it,nonetheless It’s very eerie.
The Old Museum, Brisbane
It’s hard to place the music of Messrs Ryan and Pattengale. Wikipedia tries ‘indie folk’, while AllMusic has ‘neo-traditional folk’, whatever the fuck that is. Actually, wikipedia’s second attempt, ‘flat-picking harmony duo’, works for me – that’s exactly what they are. There are touches of Simon & Garfunkel, while the combination of voices with strumming and intricate obbligatos bring Welch-Rawlins to mind.
Whatever, they were on excellent form. Considering there’s just the two of them – one a long streak of piss with luxuriant 60s-style hair, the other rather squat with a Martin Freeman haircut – they have extraordinary stage presence. They launched straight in, pitch-perfect right from the word go, their voices and their guitars combining perfectly, their songs full of unexpected little harmonic twists and turns. I was going to make a set list, but I was entranced and forgot. They played pretty much all of The Ash & Clay and their latest, Monterey, anyhow. Swing Low was a standout.
The guitars are tuned to the voices: Ryan’s baritone matches the rich boom of his 1951 Gibson J-45, while the trebly sweetness of the 1955 Martin matches Pattengale’s high » Continue Reading.
Yes, yes, I know the site that hosts these photographs is a bit wince-inducing. Never mind that – look at the pictures! Gosh! It’s already yesterday, and we were so much older then.
We’re living in Ballard’s world.
This is the only route to resolve issues properly. That is speaking as a, broadly speaking, pro-European. Well that’s my opinion anyway. What do you think?
Well we’ve been going on site No 3 for sometime now. As Moose says in the post below, Dylan, Beatlesband, Kate Bush and so on have all had thorough airings. Even Cactus World News had a thread to themselves a few days back. So. Who’s not featured at all in the 1600 odd blog posts, which let’s take an average of 10 comments would make 16,000 opportunities to talk about…Pete Wylie and Wah! Wah Heat, Shambeko Say Wah! But have we? Not a bean as far as the search engine returns empty. So, much like the Forgotify playlist, this is the thread to find the biggest names that have not had a single mention so far. Any advance on the Liverpool name-shifters – one of Peel’s very favourite bands to boot. Love them, here’s one of the best. Anyone find someone bigger we’ve missed? One rule – use the search box!
Of course, I don’t think that.
I’m just interested to know if there are any AWers prepared to stick their heads above the parapet and say they positively don’t like him. At all. Not “Ohhh, I don’t like the Christian albums” or, “He really was better before he went electric, how’s THAT for controversial!!” I mean, “What are you people talking about? He’s ROTTEN. Always has been!!”
The Beatles, the Stones, Elvis, Neil Young and even Kate Bush have their detractors on the site. But I’ve never heard the voice of anyone who is prepared to deny the Zimster altogether. Differing degrees of enthusiasm, certainly. Indifference – maybe. But outright dislike? Stand and unfold yourself.
Come on, we’re all friends here*. And let’s face it, Bob Dylan himself doesn’t care either way.
Why do plays often have alternative titles? Such as Twelfth Night or What You Will?
South Street Arts Centre, Reading
This was an eclectic and life affirming evening, taking us from the Appalachian Mountains in the USA, via 17th century East Anglian witch trials and ending out in the land of the rising sun. Owing to my tardiness and a detour via the local Ethiopian Restaurant, we missed the first three artists of this mini-festival entitled “Quiet At The Back”; however, the heat and stickiness of the venue meant I wasn’t too bothered by this.
Marisa Anderson, who hails from Portland in the US, played a set of haunting instrumentals on slide and lap steel guitars. Her playing style draws from the best of American blues, country and bluegrass, together with splashes of West African influences. In her youth Anderson led a nomadic life style wandering across the States supporting a variety of political causes. This was reflected in her choice of songs. The 19th century anti-war song “Johnny I Hardly Knew Ye” (aka “The Animals Went In Two By Two”) segued into “Bella Ciao”. We were also treated to the “House Carpenter’s Daughter”, (sometimes known as the “The Demon Lover”), a salutary ballad from the 1680s for those of » Continue Reading.
Just watched Cricket Writers on TV and it’s got me in the mood for the forthcoming series. Really looking forward to it now. General consensus seems to be that Australia will win, they’re that bit more experienced and the bowling attack will swing (ho ho) it for them.
However, I’m hoping that England can carry forward the momentum from the New Zealand mini tour, play some aggressive and attacking cricket and stick it up Dad”s Army so I’m going for a 2-1 win for the hosts….here’s hoping!
Anyone else looking forward to it? I bloody love Test Cricket, me.
I joined the AC/DC faithful at Wembley last night for a healthy dose of genuine heavy rock’n ‘roll and pyrotechnics, the likes of which is as rare as rocking horse sh**t these days. This band do not waste time flaunting their egos or advocating half baked views about our civilisation’s tribulations in order to sound relevant. No sir, Angus and the boys just get on with giving their paying customers a product that’s now a byword for predictability and consistency in an uncertain world. Opening with new anthem “Rock or Bust”, they screeched, riffed and thumped their way through the best tracks from “Back in Black” (“Hells Bells”, “Shoot to Thrill”, “Have a Drink on Me”), classic Bon Scott anthems (“High Voltage”, “Whole Lotta Rosie”, “Sin City” and “Highway to Hell”) and the odd favourite from less acclaimed albums, notably perennial crowd pleaser “Thunderstruck”. Brian Johnson always sounds better live than on record, though probably because when that blackboard chalk voice is pumped through AC/DC’s ear splitting PA system it doesn’t much matter whether he’s in B Flat or C sharp, tenor or mezzo soprano. Unsurprisingly, Angus Young and the band didn’t put a » Continue Reading.