PlayUSA: No Musicals For You, Briton!

While I was in America, watching a Norwegian Dance Theatre video (um, yes), Christa recommended that I watch The Red Shoes, which, as a Powell and Pressburger film, I believe probably features a host of sumptuous and glorious Technicolor (a belief that she has affirmed). So, upon arriving home, I went looking around the Internet trying to order a copy. There’s a Region 2 release, but it comes via Granada, so the DVD is probably shot from an old Betamax copy they had lying around the warehouses in Manchester. However, there’s also Region 1 Criterion edition. Oooh. As a film snob as well as a Mac snob, I decided I’d plump for that version.

But! Disaster! I went to PlayUSA, added it to my basket, and went to the checkout. At which point, the site complained bitterly that I had ‘ordered a music DVD which cannot be shipped to UK addresses’. Now, I’d heard that for some reason (I believe RIAA-inspired), Play was no longer shipping concerts or music video DVDs to these shores, but The Red Shoes is neither. So I sent them an email. Their reply was a little confusing, as it confirmed that they don’t ship music DVDs, but also that they no longer ship some ‘music-related’ DVDs.

I went back to Play, filled my basket with Singin’ In The Rain, West Side Story, My Fair Lady, and Grease. As soon as I hit the checkout, the site removed them all. Musicals are not welcome in the UK, it seems.

It’s a little bizarre; I’m wondering where they draw the line? Why is a film with a soundtrack allowed through, but not a musical?

In the end, I ordered it from CD-WOW instead. They don’t seem to have a problem with letting the British get their hands on ‘music-related’ DVDs. Hurrah!

currently playing: Epic45 – I’m Getting Too Young For This


I won a staring contest with a wasp today. I was quite proud.

Still not quite into the swing of things at work yet, but I did get to spend a lot of time in today’s sunshine, so not too bad…

currently playing: The Smiths – Panic

300Gb: Is It Enough?

It seems like only yesterday that I was excited over a 170Mb disk…

currently playing: A Camp – Such a bad Comedown

First Day Back

Never underestimate the power of Tootsie Rolls to deflate an increasingly-tense situation!

Stagecoach has changed all the bus schedules into Oxford. Which is a trifle annoying, as it means I have to get up earlier. But I also have to leave a little earlier too, so I guess it balances. Somewhat.

I have avoided too much heavy work today, mainly because I felt as if I was going to pass out after lunch. I decided that making any big changes to the computers today would probably have been a bad idea. So it’s tomorrow’s bad idea. Strong porn filters for all! Muahahaha.

currently playing: Samantha Jones – Today Without You

Superman, You Didn't Go There!

currently playing: Low – Two-Step

We Are In A Car.

Stephen Colbert is a God Among Men. Last night, on live television, he flipped off Anthony Scalia, insulted the White House Press Corps, and called the President’s recent reshuffle as “rearranging the deckchairs on the Hindenburg.” To his face.

It’s definitely worth a watch. I’m guessing he’s not going to be invited back any time soon.

I didn’t cry during Doctor Who. Honest. K9! sniff

currently playing: The Other Two – Selfish



A little happiness from a wall on Franklin Street.

It's Carrboro!

A reminder to one and all in the Carrboro area - they’re filming the It’s Carrboro video in Wilson Park tomorrow at 2pm. Go! Be as Carrboro as possible!

currently playing: The Decemberists – The Mariner’s Revenge Song

11000 Metres And Falling

In Gatwick, we got Radiohead and Electronic over the plane’s PA system. In RDU, we got James Blunt. This means something profound, I’m sure.

It's bad timing and me

Flying back home is always hard. Still, it'll be good to see everybody back in Britain, and you can't find a decent digestive biscuit to save your life in the Triangle (and the speciality shops charge almost $2 for a Flake! It's confection-related robbery, I tell you).

And I've just realised I don't have any money to buy my bus pass on Tuesday. So it means I have to go outside during the weekend; no hermitage for me, at least not yet, anyway.

Oooh, and Bonnie went to see Take That last night; I wonder how she got on. I suppose I can ask her in about ten hours or so. Before I subject her to all the CDs in my One Kiss Can Lead To Another boxset. Mind you, I do want to live to see Doctor Who on Saturday. So perhaps I should listen through headphones.

Four hours to go. But I have just watched my first airline film in about three years. Okay, so it was Sixteen Candles, but hey, they had Dr. No on the way out. I think Molly Ringwald is infinitely preferable to James Bond, you see.

I should sleep. Sleep would be good. Jangling guitars and MIDI interfaces in my ears, but I can't keep my eyes open. So, off with me, and back when I'm back.

some time later…

Well, that didn't work. But there's now only an hour left. It seems to have gone quickly. Playing Tetris, reading the first volume of Y: The Last Man and whatnot has seen me right up to the Irish Coast…

And now…back. Clothes…everywhere.

currently playing:

I Am A Banana!

To sum up:

  • Fried pickles: yay!
  • Sweet tea: begone, you foul abomination!

And now it’s time for home. Fun was had by all, at least I hope so.

currently playing: Neko Case – Star Witness