Monday, 31 December 2012

Happy new year


Happy New Year!

Well. That shot by, didn't it? I'm inclined to agree with the panel game comedian who suggested we skip straight onto 2014. We've had to look at 2013 since April, as we're in the 2012 / 2013 tax year, and it's not an aesthetically pleasing number.


Geto Boys, My Mind Playin tricks On Me

The lyric deals with paranoia, and other delusions, and the song samples Isaac Hayes' Hung Up On MY Baby. Insistent, laid-back beat. Like this a lot.


A quiet curry – and a doggy bag

We had a NYE curry after dropping DLL off to her party. She placed her take-out order as soon as she knew we were dropping in for a curry, so I couldn't resist over ordering and coming away with enough for a bit of breakfast tomorrow.

That could be a new year's resolution: more ethnic food for breakfast.

They're all out and about and seeing in the new year. MM's gone back up to town, K's coming down from town for a more local party, DLL's out. We've eaten, so BLISS has hit her postprandial tiredness, and I'm going to struggle to see midnight.

Mr Love Pants

On the back of the Ian Dury lyrics book, I've dug this out. Not up there with New Boots and DIY, there a lot of jazzy elements to the fore, and more of the spoken delivery, like on Razzle in My Pocket and My Old Man.

Then there's the words, Geraldine:

“I'm in love with the person in the sandwich centre,
If she didn't exist I'd have to invent her...”

“I know there's much more to life than the physical side
I should put these thoughts on hold
But when she's buttering my baguette
My blood runs hot and cold”

Bed of roses No.9:

“I knew it wouldn't be a bed of roses
I've seen the bloody grind that love entails
But one door shuts and then another closes
And now I'm on a bloody bed of nails”


Zombie Virus on Mulberry Avenue...

...was, actually a perfectly serviceable horror film, well-paced, tidily delivered, and with one of those Sean of the Dead cricket bat improvised zombie killing tool moments, when the big bartender goes at them with his frying pan.

I was writing stuff up at the time so didn't pay it the attention it probably deserved, so will have another look at some stage.

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