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Category: not sport

The Wedding SUIT!

El Santo and th Blue Demon, in swanky suitsWedding plans are well on their way now. It has been *touch wood* a really very smooth journey so far, thanks in no small part to incredibly supportive and easy-going parents, and the magnificent, unstinting work of my Significant Other. So far, we’ve made a pretty good team. There have been a couple of tasks that have fallen solely to me, however. One of the most exciting of these has been buying myself a new suit. Read on, for my adventures in successfully dressing myself properly… Read the rest of this entry »

Ten Things I Could Be Blogging About That I’m Not (Blogging About)

Toucan, in a treeWhenever I read those goofy, carny “How to Blog Better and Make a Ton of Money of the Unsuspecting and Easily-Led Public” sites, they forever talk about “pillars of content” and how list posts are a great way of getting traffic and generating content and all that nonsense. So, I figured I’d attempt something along those lines and wait for the millions of visitors to steam in, marvelling at my prose and offering to write me a cheque out of sheer gratitude for my writing endeavours. Without further ado, Ten Things I Could Be Blogging About That I’m Not (Blogging About)… Read the rest of this entry »

Francesca Woodman Exhibition

Photograph: then at one point i did not need to translate the notes; they went directly to my handsA new exhibition of the photographer Francesca Woodman has opened at the Victoria Miro gallery in London. I first saw Woodman’s work at the Tate Modern a few years ago and it has stayed with me ever since. Her photographs are mostly black and white, in an empty room often inhabited by a single figure. They are beautiful images in their own right, but there is also a whole lot more going on under the surface. Read the rest of this entry »

The Organist Entertains

Elthel Smith at the organ, record sleeveApologies for my protracted absence. After hitting something of a brick wall, I’m now overwhelmed in terms of subjects I could blog about. There is all manner of subjects cluttering my brain/stimulating my brain, depending on the time of day/my general disposition/etc/etc. Read the rest of this entry »

Why aren’t I down with the kids anymore?

cassette tapeOver the past couple of days I’ve discovered the musical wonders of a certain Kurt Vile. If it wasn’t for my rather belated embrace of Spotify, I probably would have never listened to a note of his, convinced that he was a snotty post-modern punk playing pre-war German songs. Which, thinking about it, would probably sound quite good. But, I digress. Once upon a time, I’d have heard him, heard about him, and formed a fully-fledged opinion on his oeuvre. What went wrong? Why aren’t I down with the kids anymore? Read the rest of this entry »

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