Sometimes I feel a little self-conscious, a little bit failure-y, a little bit "you can only look forward to a miserable life of being a burden on your wife in particular and society in general" as I walk around my house in my dressing gown at 11am.
What possible use will a 50-something with a fresh music degree and an aversion to programming be to the job market?
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Viv Oxtra
Former long-distance motorcyclist.
Former long-distance cyclist.
Former chef.
Still a bass player.
Still easily distracted.
Still thoroughly average.
Determined never to work in tech again.
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Are nuns just the religious version of witches?
Today on "I can't listen to sounds without linking it with some piece of recorded music" I was emptying some cooked pasta into a container and tapped the spoon twice against the container.
And immediately my brain follows the rhythm and I have the drum intro from Spinal Tap's Big Bottom playing in my head.
No intermediate "oh that sounds a little like a well damped floor tom", just straight in.
I'd expected musique, but there was none, only concrète. And that was fine too.
Did Trakt have some kind of issue where they wiped user details?
Listening to Sailing the Seas of Cheese for the first time since the 90s.
Hector and Dumpster Barbie are having a fine nap while the sun still shines.
According to YouGov 54% of Britons want welfare cuts. What have we become?
I've just been reminded of Gordon is a Moron but the knock on effect is I'm now quietly remembering all the words to Stan Ridgeway's Camouflage.
#OfItsTime #StayInThePastDamnit
People often say that Ireland has produced more musical artists than most other countries. These people need to read the Notable Residents list for Potters Bar.
That was something I've never experienced before. Standing on stage, playing my guitar (silently, not plugged in yet), and an audience person taps me on the shoulder and asks if I'm the drummer. I point him towards the drummer, sitting behind his kit, and off he goes to chat with him.
After being part of a Hedwig stage show that ran for maybe 2½ years, maybe 15 years ago, I have *just now* got the reference behind the line "this business we call show".
Facepalm.
I have just this minute learned of the Wigan Kebab and I am suddenly incredibly peckish.
She said, "Don't I know you from the ethnomusicographer's party?"
I said, "I'll need to see your sources."
I haven't seen anything recently from the guy who was riding his bike every day until he couldn't. He would post the number of days he'd reached and a photo. I regret not following him and relying on other folks to boost his updates.