Nov 28, 2003 · 1 minute read
- Vaughn Munroe — Let It Snow
- The Waitresses — Christmas Wrapping
- The Pretenders — 2000 Miles
- Fountains of Wayne — I Want An Alien For Christmas
- Emerson, Lake and Palmer — I Believe In Father Christmas
- Pet Shop Boys — It Doesn't Often Snow At Christmas
- David Bowie & Bing Crosby — Little Drummer Boy
- Juliana Hatfield — Make It Home
- Low — Just Like Christmas
- Tori Amos — Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
- Eels — Everything's Going To Be Cool this Christmas
- John Lennon and Yoko Ono — Happy Christmas (War Is Over)
- Joni Mitchell — River
- Saint Etienne & Tim Burgess — I Was Born On Christmas Day
- Calexico — Gift X-Change
- Aimee Mann — Christmastime
- Darlene Love — Winter Wonderland
- Run DMC — Christmas In Hollis
- Slade — Merry Christmas Everybody
- Vince Guaraldi — Christmas Is Coming
- The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl — Fairytale of New York
That's my Christmas mix-cd for this year. If anybody wants a copy, let me know (if you're overseas, then I'll probably need to know by Wednesday, otherwise you will get it in January). Comes complete with simple paper cover design!
Oh, also, expect a few Advent changes on Monday. Muahahaha…
Nov 26, 2003 · 3 minute read
Yes, it's another cut-price weblog entry, replete with links that you've either been bored with a month ago, or dull things that you'd never considering looking for. I live to serve.
First up: The Elvis. The finest in American sandwich-science. Is anybody game enough to try it?
More spectacular news about the all-new Top of The Pops. Ooh. Three weeks of Victoria Beckham, that'll give the show a shot in the arm. For those of you who aren't in the UK, it's difficult to explain quite how culturally important this show has been over the past thirty-five years (I suppose I could say it's a bit like MTV, only it isn't a channel, it only lasts for thirty minutes, and isn't backed to by a huge multinational conglomeration. So it's not much like MTV at all, really). Suffice to say, for every week since 1967, TOTP has provided a snapshot of the country's taste in music. Most of the time, it's pretty bad; in 1982, people actually went to shops and actually bought Renee and Rento's Save Your Love without being openly derided by right-thinking people (WARNING: if you click that link, I accept no responsibility for any ill effects it will cause. Your ears are precious. Anything, I mean ANYTHING else from 1982 is preferable). On the other hand, the programme records the moments of genius as well: Rod Stewart performing "Maggie May" with John Peel playing along, Dexy's Midnight Runners singing "Jackie Wilson Says" in front of a portrait of the Jock Wilson, famed darts player, the indie-dance episode that had both The Stone Roses and the Happy Mondays in the same studio, Nirvana's weird rendition of "Smells Like Street Spirit", and many more. When I was eight, we'd all come into school on Friday morning talking about last night's TOTP, about how good Salt-n-Pepa were, having fights over The Bangles' "Eternal Flame", and wondering just why Fuzzbox wanted the help of International Rescue.
Umm, there was a point here somewhere. Oh yes. Over the past few years, TOTP has been marginalised, shunted to a Friday night slot up against the most-watched programme in Britain, and yes, it's seen better days. I'm not sure whether extending the programme, cutting back on the music, and filling the time with fluff interviews is the way to go myself. But who knows? It could be good. Once Victoria Beckham's residency is over, naturally.
Next up, the people over at Suprnova. Normally, I can't complain; they make it easy for people to grab BitTorrent links of their favourite shows and pirate the latest cinema releases. My complaint at the moment, though is this: STOP RE-ENCODING KILL BILL AND DO THE FILMS I WANT TO DOWNLOAD! Thank you.
I haven't seen this but, apparently, the Swedish Chef attempts to eat Big Bird, and there's this exchange which officially makes it one of the Greatest Films Ever:
Kermit, Doc, Sprockett and The Count are looking outside at the raging blizzard
DOC: Boy, that storm sure is getting worse!
KERMIT: Yeah, I hope Miss Piggy will be OK.
DOC: (to the Count) That is one worried frog, I tell you.
COUNT: Aha! That's One...One worried frog!
ROBIN: And he's not the only one!
COUNT: That's two...two worried frogs! Aha-ha-ha-ha! (thunder and lightning outside)
It's genius, I tell you.
Did you ever want to know about the Zip Code and how it came to be? Well, then go here and satisfy that desire. We won't tell anybody. Honest.
Jimmy Has Fancy Plans, and Pants To Match.
And finally, a shaggy dog story from Raleigh, North Carolina.
Nov 25, 2003 · 1 minute read
Yes, I know I've said nasty things about Slashdot in the past few months, but…
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Nov 24, 2003 · 1 minute read
It has been brought to this website's attention that America currently suffers from a lack of blackcurrant. This horrible state of affairs even appears to extend to their dictionaries, which currently refuse to consider the word's existence. It is our opinion that many of America's problems stem from the lack of this wholesome fruity drink, and, in these upcoming times of joy and good tidings, we'd like you to spend a moment of your time to think about the 260 million people who, every day, have to live without blackcurrant.
Please, help us to help them. Adopt an American today.
Nov 19, 2003 · 1 minute read
Not going to the protest tomorrow. As Matt rightly says, the march is going to be kept firmly away from the President and his entourage, so there's little point. The niggling feeling that people are looking for an excuse to re-enact Chicago 1968 didn't help, but the main reason I suppose I'm not going is because the protest itself seems flawed somehow. Is it just so people can say "Go away, we don't like you"? Isn't it a bit late to protest against the War in Iraq? Can't we have something a little more constructive?
I also remembered that I didn't have the best of times at the protests in Raleigh or Washington DC (to clarify — the people and the marches themselves were fine, but most of the speakers decided that they'd rather indulge in conspiracy theories and outrageous claims than actually talking about the war itself), so I'd probably come back feeling depressed about my contribution to the world at large. Instead, I shall stay at home and work on my world domination plans… (I have a no-gnome policy already fleshed out)