Dear Conservatives And Labour
Feb 8, 2006 · 1 minute readI barely survived the 2004 US election. I do not want to hear the phrase ‘flip-flop’ ever again. Thank you.
I barely survived the 2004 US election. I do not want to hear the phrase ‘flip-flop’ ever again. Thank you.
If you are going to call me with a view to selling me things I don’t want, please have the decency to turn off your mobile phone. And if it rings, don’t leave me hanging until you finish. Because I wasn’t really interested before, and after that, I’m making a note never to use your company for anything…
Cat Power cancels her entire upcoming tour for unspecified health reasons. She’s unlikely to see this, considering the vastness of the Internet and having much better things to do instead, but I’m sure you’ll join me in wishing her a speedy recovery. And go buy The Greatest. It’s Radio 2-approved!
Given news reports today have stated that Abu Hamza was convicted partly for owning “an encyclopaedia of terror", I think we need to know:
My review of Johnny Boy’s eponymous album is now up at Static. Now, in my defence, I drank quite a bit of vodka before sitting down to write the review; I was finding it rather difficult to get started. Hopefully, that will explain the bits that are blatantly stolen from Morley and Gillen, the parts where I turn CD ripping into something equivalent to developing an atom bomb, and for writing “Karl Marx produced by Trevor Horn” towards the end.
It's also hamstrung by a terrible use of Review Structure Version A: Go Through The Tracks In Sequence And Get The Review Out The Door As Soon As Possible. Given my anxiety towards whether the album could live up to my expectations, I wanted to try and get across the rush I felt as I first heard each track - being so nervous as You Are The Generation... ended, to the moments of joy in 15 Minutes and "what the HELL was that?" in Bonnie Parker's 115th Dream. I'm not sure that comes across, but I think you can tell from my gushing praise that I liked it somewhat.And thank goodness for that.
Yes, I quite liked The IT Crowd. The first episode, well, perhaps not so great (although I got the sense that some of the jokes, like the multiple cups of tea, would have worked well in Father Ted or Black Books), but the second episode was much better. Comedy swearing buzzers — always funny. Without exception. Plus! A Commodore PET and a ZX81! DEATH TO REALISM!Brian Harvey sounded quite desperate during that interview, didn’t he?
I am also enjoying the continued adventures of Lauren & Myleene on the subject of 50 Cent (Myleene seems to dig a little deeper every single time). On a slightly different subject, I watched Jubilee last night. Can somebody explain just what the process was to get a film commissioned in the 1970s? Because I can't imagine "oh sure! We'll have Richard O'Brien attempting a serious role, the Queen being mugged and killed in the first ten minutes, the Soviet Republic of Dorset, a flame-haired Toyah spouting obscenities, and a media mogul who seems to have channelled the laugh of Lionel Blair" going over well today…I feel as if we need to make a spangly armband for mourning purposes.
A moment of silence, if you please, for Ver Hits is no more.
(thanks to Simon for the depressing news. I think I'm going off to blub) — Chesney Hawkes's Mole, Oxfordshire