Normally, this time of year,I'd be looking forward to June and Glastonbury. But this New Year,with no Glasto in 2012, it'll seem like a bit of strange time. Just a prolonged wait until October 2012 & for the tickets for 2013 to go on sale.
In the meantime,with the rain pouring down outside,on a grey grey grey December afternoon just listening to some music-at random today & this has been what's on
Bach-Brandenburg Concertos
Mahler-Symphnony No.1
Eminem-The Eminen Show
Goodbye Babylon-Gospel Compliation
Beyonce -Glasto 2011
The Flaming Lips- 7 Stars 3H (only 1 hour of this 24 hour track!)
Bob Dylan-Blonde on Blonde outtakes
Immortal Technique-Revolutionary Vol 1
More random stuff next year...
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
swell maps-blam!
swell maps
a trip to marineville- always will be one of the best albums
take a listen/look at this....
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Turn Left at the Womble- Excerpt no 8-The Hill of Death
Turn Left at the Womble- Excerpt no 8-The Hill of Death
(Extracted from my 1st book about Glastonbury, "Turn Left at the Womble." Luckily I didn't have to do the Hill of Death this year at Glasto. I was dreading the very thought of it. However, here's what I thought of it in 2010. My sympathies for anyone who endured it this year).
Once through the gate I thought it would be a quick hop back to the car as I wasn’t carrying anything. Across the road and onto and up to what is correctly known as The Hill of Death. We hadn’t really noticed how steep this was on the way in. I think we had been so relieved to be getting to the gate- and anyway we were walking downhill. Standing at the bottom of the hill and taking a swig from my bottle of water, it not only looked a lot steeper than I recalled, but seemed to go on forever. There were only a few people climbing it ahead of me and they seemed to be making extremely slow progress. Optimistically I figured out that it was because they were either not as fit as me, or had bad hangovers, or both.
(Extracted from my 1st book about Glastonbury, "Turn Left at the Womble." Luckily I didn't have to do the Hill of Death this year at Glasto. I was dreading the very thought of it. However, here's what I thought of it in 2010. My sympathies for anyone who endured it this year).
Once through the gate I thought it would be a quick hop back to the car as I wasn’t carrying anything. Across the road and onto and up to what is correctly known as The Hill of Death. We hadn’t really noticed how steep this was on the way in. I think we had been so relieved to be getting to the gate- and anyway we were walking downhill. Standing at the bottom of the hill and taking a swig from my bottle of water, it not only looked a lot steeper than I recalled, but seemed to go on forever. There were only a few people climbing it ahead of me and they seemed to be making extremely slow progress. Optimistically I figured out that it was because they were either not as fit as me, or had bad hangovers, or both.
To ensure I make rapid progress up the hill I lit up a ciggie and put my best foot forward. After a few minutes of huffing and puffing I realised it wasn’t as bad as I had thought. It was much, much worse. If there had been a man-made obstacle put in place to ensure getting from the site was difficult then it could not have been as effective as this ball-ache thrown up by Mother Nature. The few people on the hill ahead of me were pulling away as if they were experienced mountaineers and I was a city-boy who wasn’t used to walking on anything that wasn’t concrete. Actually, I’m not even very familiar with walking on concrete. Driving along tarmac is more my style.
On and on I yomped up the hill and when I got half-way up gritted my teeth and determined to do the rest of it in one go. After 15 minutes I had reached the top and the sweat was pouring out of me. How we would manage to get back up it on the way home with all our stuff did not bear thinking about for now. I was not looking forward to Amy and Sacha’s reaction though. Surely I would be nearly close to the car now and it would simply be a matter of a leisurely stroll across a couple of fields.
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now as paperback as well! full colour throughout etc!
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the follow-up, "Left Again at the Womble" out now!! here!
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Thursday, December 8, 2011
at last its christmas
atlas eets christmas-say it out loud-
new flips site 24 hr streaming christmas
here...http://atlaseetschristmas.com/
new flips site 24 hr streaming christmas
here...http://atlaseetschristmas.com/
Saturday, December 3, 2011
coldplay part two
I was going to post something about the Coldplay gig in Liverpool following my previous post and about how sometimes how you can enjoy something that is not critically acclaimed but that you just know is right. Glancing through todays Guardian though this link says something else...
Thursday, December 1, 2011
uh huh ..coldplay..part one
For a long time I'd (wrongly) written Coldplay off & believed all the negative hype. In an Eno-way I termed them as Music to Yawn To. It was quite a way away from the music I usually listen to. The Fall, Muslimgauze,Sunn o))) et al. In the background though I'd found myself picking up snatches of tunes and getting them stuck in my head. One of my friends (somone we all have), my musical mentor, tried to convince me that actually they were alright. If you respect and trust someones opinions usually then their judgement is sound and in this instance it was.I got hold of a copy of Vida and played it over and over again. How good it was! Just say no to musical snobbery! Within a few months of this conversion I managed to see them play one of the best gigs I have ever seen at the Royal Court in Liverpool full to capacity of 500 on a freezing night in December.
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