Today’s studio-blog is about Oceanic/Eel Pie/The Boatyard Studios.
Alexa, play some cooking music…
Been knocking up a nut roast for the tinies, their mum and dad, and me and the missus if we’re lucky, and my thoughts turned to cooking music. It’s got to be something I know and love, with no sudden skronking or other unexpected surprises that make me cut myself or bring Mrs thep running to remind me that we have neighbours above and below. But it’s not always that simple. Why? Here’s a technical interlude (can safely be skipped if not interested).
The wifi in my not very big flat is a bit flaky at its farthest reaches, which includes the kitchen. (Sometimes the wifi on passing buses is stronger.) So I’ve installed a mesh network, which has solved the problem triumphantly. But the Sonoi (One in kitchen, Beam under the TV) are still on the original network, which makes controlling the One in the kitchen with my phone a chancy affair – sometimes it just gives up. For some reason, however, controlling it with Alexa works fine every time. So complicated curating is out, the routine is, ‘Alexa, play x’, where x is a single artist or album.
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How was your day?
Friday. Day off work. House to myself. Cricket on. Got on Popmaster and won! Pizza for tea, then off to see Nick Lowe and Los Straitjackets in Hull… Oh, and it’s my birthday too… A good day. Hope yours was too x
What’s so funny…..
I was going to write a diatribe against religious zealots that seem only content when they are killing those who don’t share their fairytales about invisible Dads etc. Yet after a day of horrific news I was moved to tears by this wonderful Nick Lowe lyric at Elvis C’s Basingstoke show last night. It replaced the angry ranting John Lydon screaming PIL’s ‘Religion’ in my head.
Bobby Irwin / Robert Treherne
Sadly one of the stalwarts in Nick Lowe’s bands over the past 30 odd years has died aged just 62. Nick has developed into a showman that can hold a show together on charisma alone but back in the early 80’s it often seemed that Bobby Irwin was the glue holding it all together.
