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Category: music

Beavertown and The Great Escape

Beavertown Brewery banner

The finest pint is the earned pint. After a proper day’s work there are few things better than that first sip of beer. Now, as something of a desk jockey by trade I don’t really have many days that genuinely deserve a drink of that nature as I’m not exactly physically exerting myself as I write reports/complete spreadsheets/answer dumb questions from colleagues/stare at a screen. Read the rest of this entry »

White Lightning

As tempting as it is to raise a glass of industrial-strength booze in George Jones’ memory, I’ll probably be raising something slightly weaker in his memory tonight. Read the rest of this entry »

I’ll be your whatever you want

There is a pretty good case to be made that Cannonball by The Breeders was the best single of 1993. I think you could even make a case that it was the best single of the whole decade. If it happened to be someone’s favourite single ever I don’t think I’d be that surprised. Read the rest of this entry »

Area Blogger Creates Ill-advised Soundcloud Mix, Shares With Uninterested Readership

I’ve had a quick play with Soundcloud’s set functionality and ended up with this little mix. It has its moments, but it also sounds in places like the curator was trying to be cool and ended up failing miserably. Anyway, it is not that long, and I figure someone might enjoy it. Obviously there are only so many tracks to choose from on Soundcloud but I might attempt this again sometime as it was fun, quick, and very straightforward to embed here. And it was frankly easier than having to actually write something.

Happy Valentine’s Day folks

Man carrying huge heart across the road

I’m rather wary of Valentine’s Day, what with it being essentially a widespread capitalist scam designed to guilt us into buying terrible gifts, eating miserable overpriced meals in bad restaurants and generally seeing 14th February as the one day to be romantic (through commerce) rather than being romantic all year (through deed). However, I do love each and every one of my readers dearly, so I thought I’d share this great mix from Hudson Mohawke. I’m not entirely sure what slowjams are, but I like ’em.

Image from George Eastman House, via Flickr

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