With their powerful blend of gothic horror, aggression and buffoonery, The Damned have become one of punk's most enduring and entertaining bands.
For 12 years, musical lunatics Captain Sensible and Dave Vanian lead what became one the the 1970s' most influenential outfits.
Since the release of their debut album Damned, Damned, Damned, in 1977, the band have epitomised the energy and showmanship of British punk rock with their catalogue of unique records and notorious live shows.
Along with many of their fellow punk contemporaries, The Damned re-formed with both Sensible (guitar) and Vanian (lead vocals), bassist Patricia Morrison (ex-Gun Club and Sisters of Mercy), keyboardist Monty Oxy Moron , and drummer Pinch (ex-English Dogs and Janus Stark) taking the place of Rat Scabies.
The band's last show at the Zodiac in November was a riot (literally). Now the band in black are back, with a show to mark the release of the band's first new album, Grave Disorder, in 14 years.
Expect favourites like New Rose, Eloise, plus self-mockery from the Captain with Happy Talk.
If you think they could have mellowed with middle age, you're in for a shock.
Be warned: steer clear of the front of the stage, and watch out for flying debris!
Doors open at 7.30pm.
Tickets are £12.50 in advance or £13.50 on the door.
Eeeeeks! Rioting? Flying debris? Who'd go to a gig like that?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:23 am
Friday, August 30, 2002
The man arrived with the seven string guitar this morning. He kindly brought it up to the office in Oxford for me. I've just been having a little bash on it this lunchtime using a Zoom 505 guitar processor and headphones. Nice! I don't think that it'll take that much getting used to, i.e. having that extra low B string.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:15 am
Thursday, August 29, 2002
Today's Sun newspaper (I use the term in its loosest sense) carries the front page headline "Dare you wear a micro mini?"
Which means that the tabloids have just about squeezed all they can from the unfortunate case of the two murdered schoolgirls. Which was certainly a very nasty business, but the media went totally overboard over it, as is per usual in this day and age, so it seems.
National grieving? Hhmmmm... I don't know. It all seems much more akin to drivers slowing down on the motorway so as to gawp at a car crash. Nasty stuff.
But back to the micro mini question.
No, I wouldn't bloody well wear one. I'd look silly. I know what works, and longer slinky dresses are what looks good on me. If I wore one of those things it's look like a belt. For stick insects only.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 7:30 pm
Eeeeks! I've only gone and done it again. Well, let's just say that curiosity got the better of me.
What are you talking about?, you dear reader, may well be asking.
I've bought another guitar. On eBay. It's a Fender Squier Stagemaster 7, which is basically a souped-up Stratocaster with a 24-fret neck, two humbucking pickups, and an upside-down headstock. And seven strings.
Oh yes! Seven. That's why I was curious. I have been thinking about experimenting with seven strings for a long while, and was even considering getting the seven string version of the Fernandes guitar that I currently play. Which would have been costly. This option of buying a seven string made by a reputable manufacturer via eBay works out a lot cheaper, I can tell you.
So what can a seven do? you might rightly ask.
To be honest, I don't really know. Yet. From what I've been led to I believe, they are really good riff-machines, especially if you want that grunge / nu metal down-tuned sound. Which sounds good to me.
And it shouldn't be too tricky to adapt 6 string chords to 7 strings. Just need to look at the fingering on the high B string and decide if it needs to be duplicated on the low B.
But I won't know until I try it out.
Oh, and it's purple too...
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:40 am
Wednesday, August 28, 2002
Speaking of videos, I received an eBay win in the post this morning - an American videotape of one of Bauhaus's reunion shows back in 1998. It's the first time I've tried an NTSC format tape in my VCR, but it played perfectly. I've got the CD of the same show, and I have to say that it works much better as a video. Also, it gave me a chance to see my hero, guitarist Daniel Ash, in action. Interesting to see that he plays "Ziggy Stardust" in the same way that I do... a friend and I worked out the fingering for that one, years ago. Glad we got it right!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:32 pm
Betamax video recorders are finally being phased out almost 20 years after losing the battle for dominance of the home video market to VHS. Betamax's manufacturer, Sony, has announced that it will make only 2,000 more machines for the Japanese market. They have not been on sale in the rest of the world since 1998.
VHS became the dominant format by the mid-1980s.
Betamax was launched in 1975, and won many fans who said it was better quality than its VHS rival. (Full story...)
Eeeeks! And I've got two of the damn things, from back in my Doctor Who tape swapping days (this was before the repeats on UK Gold). Hhhhhhmmm... perhaps I should sell them off on eBay...
Tonight I've been practising guitar. And getting nowhere. I don't seem to be progressing at all; if anything, I'm getting worse. I don't get it.
I also think I might need to change the strings on Emerald, which is not a task I relish, as the guitar has a Floyd Rose licensed tremolo, and a locking nut and all sorts of tricky paraphenalia. String replacement looks quite scary. Apparently with new strings you have to cut off the ball ends (sounds painful) and clamp them in the little clampy things on the bridge (which I'm not sure how to do). You have to tune it, as you would a regular guitar, and when it's tuned up and the tuning is steady across all six strings you then have to put the locking nut into place, clampings the strings up at the headstock end of the guitar. From then onwards all tuning takes place down at the bridge using the fine tuners (I've not used the regular machine heads yet - the guitar just stays in tune).
Anyway, it all sounds well complicated, and I'm worried I'm going to bugger it up.
I also had a practice on the theremin. Now that's a bizarre instrument to play. Basically you wave your hands in front of an aerial on top of this device. The proximity of your hands to the aerial changes the pitch. It's great fun with a digital delay and you can make all sorts of Sci Fi noises. Alas, nothing approaching a tune.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:35 pm
LivingDancing on the ceiling
Back to work today after a long weekend. (Grrrrrr...) And I'm sure I saw Lionel Richie get off the train at Radley this morning.
In other news: nowt much, guv.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 2:51 pm
Monday, August 26, 2002
Former Dead or Alive frontman Pete Burns has been sectioned under the Mental Health Act, according to an internet gossip sheet.
The PopBitch newsletter reports that friends grew concerned when the singer was seen in Notting Hill trying to superglue one of his stiletto shoes to a parked car.
Thinking that Burns had been on a drink or dugs binge, a friend suggested he go home and sober up. "Pete tried to go home, but he had forgotten where he lived, so broke into his neighbour's house. She came home a few hours later and heard singing and music coming from upstairs," reports the newsletter.
The woman reached the bathroom to find Burns sitting in her bath in full drag, singing "You Spin Me Round (Like A Record)", the group's 1984 number 1 hit, in a trance-like state.
IMPORTANT UPDATE: Apparently this story is a complete work of fiction courtesy of PopBitch. Please see the official response on the Dead Or Alive website. Apologies to Pete for perpetuating the lies.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 5:33 pm
How did I go from a five (excellent) on that EatonWeb Portal Rate Me thing (see icon in left-hand margin) to a one (bad)?
I know this is not a bad weblog. There are plenty of bad weblogs out there, and even though I say it myself, this one is streets ahead of most of them. Most likely some individual took a dislike to me and kept hitting the bad button.
Most likely someone who thinks the fcuk brand is the height of wit and sophistication. Most likely a tragic soul who also wears flip-flops and has all of Jamie Oliver's cookbooks.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:12 am
Saturday, August 24, 2002
Having a lazy weekend here. Have just been into Oxford with Shel; did a little shopping, etc. Not much else to report right now.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 4:00 pm
Friday, August 23, 2002
No comments today then. Did I upset everyone yesterday with my whinge about French Connection UK? Are you all a bunch of fcuk t-shirt wearers, or what?
Oh come on, they are NAFF.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:01 pm
Postman attacked by cats
In the news today:
Mail warning after cat attacks A postman has threatened to stop deliveries to one south Wales resident after he was repeatedly attacked by cats. The cats' owner, pensioner John Davies from Pontprennau in Cardiff, has now been warned by the Royal Mail to keep his cat Boo Boo and her kitten Yogi under control after they attacked the postman for the third time.
Postman John Blackburn chalked the two first two attacks up to experience - but decided to take action when the third attack drew blood.
"Blood was dripping onto the driveway and over other letters in my bag," he said.
"After the attack the cat jumped up on the window sill and looked out at me as if to say 'got you that time'".
Not like my li'l kitty. He's a good cat, nice and friendly and socialable. Although he does have a habit of sticking his claws in, so I collect a few scratches on my arms and hands. Actually one such scratch on my arm came when he fell on me! Well, he had been sitting on my lap, but then decided he wanted to go sit on the arm of the chair... and promptly fell off! (He can be a clumsy cat sometimes!) Anway, he put out a clawed paw to support himself - and guess where he anchored those claws? Yep! My arm. Owww! Still, no maliciousness was intended.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:53 am
I don't feel very well. I woke up early this morning with stomach cramps and feeling feverish. I did get ready and dressed for work, but then the cramps hit again, and I didn't think I'd be able to make it in. So, I'm just going to stay here and curl up quietly.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 7:30 am
Thursday, August 22, 2002
So yeah, if I was doing Room 101 then - you've guessed it - I'd put that useless turd Damien Hirst in there. (See yesterday).
Another contender for my own personal Room 101 would be French Connection UK, with their Oh so funny, Oh so amusing, I don't think so, fcuk brand. Can you imagine the marketing meeting when they came up with that one?
"Yes! I like it. It's our initials - forgetting that we had to add the UK at the end to make it work - and it also looks like a naughty word spelt wrong! Brilliant!" (Giggle, giggle, etc)
Well, I'd call it pathetic schoolboy humour. It's not even mildly amusing or clever and I wish they'd just give it up already because it bugs the hell out of me.
Obviously there are a lot of people who think that wearing a t-shirt which almost has the F word on the front is daring, and makes them the height of wit. These people can go into Room 101 too. Fcukwits.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 1:07 pm
I actually painted my fingernails, last night. (Can you guess which colour? The answer's in the title!) This is the first time I've worn nail varnish in over a month. I can't believe I went for so long without wearing it, because normally I'd feel naked without it.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:14 pm
A Damien Hirst sculpture of a dead calf cut in half and suspended in formaldehyde has been criticised by farmers, who say it brings back memories of the foot-and-mouth crisis...
Yeah. And it's been crisitised by me because it's a pile of wank by a talentless rich kid.
I wish I had so much money that I didn't have to worry about going out to work for a living, but could just piss about creating utter shite and calling it "art", then laugh all the way to the bank as some idiot like Charles Saatchi forks out big bucks for it.
I mean, it can't be a hard life, can it?
"It is meant to be metaphorical and related to people,"
Is that the best explanation he can offer? Oh, it's metaphorical is it? That's like those annoying people who think they can answer any question with "Because" and leave it at that. Just fuck off, Hirst. You are a waste of space.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 3:44 pm
Bizarre search requests ending up at this blog
Naked pics of my cousin Melanie Gibson - this is disturbing for a number of reasons. Firstly, that someone desires to see pictures of their cousin in the buff (reminds me of that Simpsons episode, when Bart distracts the kids from Shelbyville by shouting out "Oh look, someone's attractive cousin!"). Secondly, this person has so little understanding of computers, technhology and the internet that he (let's assume it's a he, OK?) thinks that the search engine will understand the concept of "my cousin", as if it can ascertain relationships between random people. Thirdly, it's another one of these seaches when people type in "pictures", "photos" or "pics", little realising that the search engine will then go off and search for text containing those words rather than for images, which is I presume what he wants.
wheelchair+spoof+pictures - yes, let's take the piss out of the disabled. It's about time they had their comeuppance, sitting about on their arses all day, and getting wheeled around everywhere. (NB: This is sarcasm). Also, see point three above.
helen mirran nude - someone, or several someones, has/have been typing in this search request for over a year now. Why? And is it likely? Other saddoes will not give up on their searches for Nigella Lawson in a state of undress, or - far more disturbingly...
Vic Reeves & Bob Mortimer song downloads - it's funny, I was listening to Yello yesterday, and was struck by how Dieter Meier sounds like Vic Reeves singing "in the club style" on some of the songs, most noticeably a song called "Rubberband Man". Check it out if you get the chance.
I've been testing the mini camera again. (Click to enlarge the photo). I think the pictures are a bit fuzzy, and are often dark, but with some tweaking in Paint Shop Pro some very good pictures are achievable. For use on the internet, on blogs for instance (!), where you don't want to reproduce the pictures too large, the mini camera looks like it'll be very useful.
I think a career in producing picture postcards awaits me!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:54 pm
Monday, August 19, 2002
Tonight I've mostly been playing with one of these little cameras. (Blame Karen; she encouraged me!) The quality isn't the best in the world (after all, the camera is only 5cm2) and it seems to need lots of light so as to get a good image captured (has no flash), but I certainly think it has artistic potential. I've been wandering around the house taking pictures at random. Still, it's early days; I hope to get some much better shots.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:21 pm
(So, no surprises there then).
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:55 pm
Deer of the week: The vandal deer
Oh yes, he might look innocent, all sweetness and light, butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, etc, etc. (Do deer like butter, I wonder? I bet they do, they'd really enjoy it on a piece of toast.)
It's shocking, it really is.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:33 pm
Looks like the Archives are up the spout again.
Grrrrrrr... Bloody stupid system.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:22 am
Not a lot
There's not a lot to report from the weekend really. I did various bits and pieces of work for my Uncle; I watched the League Of Gentlemen Live at Drury Lane video on Saturday night; watched the conclusion of 24 last night (I knew they wouldn't all get out alive, although I thought it would be Kim to get the bullet, not Teri), and there's not much else to say really.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:15 am
Last night I took a look at the TV listings and thought, "What a pile of shite." But in the end it turned out to be quite good. At 9pm on Sky there was a superb episode of The X Files - the one in which Monica is involved in a car accident and ends up brain dead in hospital, whilst her spirit is elsewhere... I won't say any more about it in case any of you are yet to watch it, but it was a wonderful episode and proof that there's life in the series following the departure of Fox Mumbler and the reduced role of Dana Scullery. (Pity it's the final series). But one thing I will say, is what's wrong with Doggett? If he'd snogged Monica in the car when she was coming on to him, then none of that mess would have happened. The fool!
After the X Files I switched to Channel 4 and caught Peter Kay's Phoenix Nights, which chronicles the trials and tribulations of the wheelchair-bound Bryan Potter and his nightclub, The Phoenix (which burnt down in the last episode). A very funny programme, and a revelation to me that Peter Kay is actually a man of talent, because I always thought he was that prat who appeared on those TV nostalgia shows wittering on about how he used to watch Bergerac or Bullseye and his mum would always come in with his tray of tea and muffins for him, etc etc (Yawn... Zzzzz...)
And then after this was a programme called The Strongest Men in Britain, which to start with I had no intention of watching but got drawn into because it was actually quite interesting. The programme featured several body-builders who were competing in the Mr Britain (?) body-building contest. You know the kind of guys I mean: all muscley, great big wide chests and tiny waists then enormous thighs. Oh, and tiny trunks too. (Eeek! What's all that about?) One of the guys was obsessed with what he ate - or rather - what he was allowed to eat given his strict body building programme. He'd have a pint of liquidised tuna for lunch. Rather him than me.
But what struck me the most about these guys - which I wasn't expecting - was how likeable they were. They seemed to be really genuine and interesting guys. The Pint Of Liquid Tuna For Lunch man was into falconry and kept owls. They certainly weren't shallow two-dimensional characters. I felt that if I'd met them and chatted to them, we'd have got on really well and it would have been a rewarding experience. So, that kind of opened my eyes a bit to the fact that these were sensitive, intelligent people. I think before I would most likely have thought, "Muscleman. Pah! What a brain dead git."
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:46 pm
Nice to know that someone thinks my writing is up to scratch!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:11 am
Thursday, August 15, 2002
The beginning of the end for postage stamps?
This lunchtime I went to the Post Office to send off one of my eBay parcels, which the woman behind the counter weighed for me and told me that the postage would be 84p. "You'll have to pass it through to me," she said, opening the hatch beneath the glass that separated us, "because I have to put this label on it. We don't do stamps anymore."
Sure enough, she'd printed out a plain white postage label for 84p, which she stuck onto my parcel. "How long has this been going on?" I asked, for I am a fairly regular customer at the Post Office (I blame eBay) and had never seen this before. "Oh, it's very new," she told me. "Just introduced it today."
And I think that's kind of sad. I quite liked having postage stamps on parcels. We've always had them, and their demise I feel is something to be lamented. I'm sure we'll still be able to buy stamps for letters and smaller items - for the time being - but how long before they phase those out?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:37 pm
Wednesday, August 14, 2002
It should have been me! Me Me Me ME ME!!!!
There was an interesting and slightly disturbing programme on telly last night called, I think, "Who Got Benny's Millions?" (or was it "Whatever happened to..."?). Basically, when the comedian Benny Hill - famous for his seaside postcard style saucy slapstick TV comedy - died, he left an estate of over £7million, but his will was so out of date that all the beneficiaries named (his family) had all died before him.
What was incredible about this programme was the colleagues and friends of the man, who all appeared saying things like "He always said I'd be all right, as I was in his will". Basically they were saying to the camera, "It should have been ME! I should have inherited his money. It's what he would have wanted." (although not quite in so many words). These people had no shame; they just came over as being greedy bastards, and made a right spectacle of themselves on the programme. I hope they get ridiculed for it for evermore!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:10 pm
This morning in Didcot it was really sunny, bright and hot, but by the time I got to Oxford it was overcast and cloudy, but still very muggy. What's that all about? It's so annoying as I never know what to wear, whether to wear a jacket or to pack an extra long-sleeve top just in case.
Here's a picture of the cat flaked out and enjoying the Didcot sun this morning.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:37 am
Tuesday, August 13, 2002
You too could own a piece of rock history
Grizzled rocker Lemmy of Motorhead is planning on having his now legendary facial warts removed, and is considering auctioning them off on the internet. Charming! Now, there's something to look out for on eBay. (Story here)
posted by Gina Snowdoll 3:10 pm
That styrofoam-y stuff that you stick plants in when flower arranging
Quote of the day today has to come from Noel Gallagher from Oasis, who says:
"We've only got half a dozen good bands in England. There's Oasis and there's five Oasis tribute bands."
And people are worried that he's starting to sound arrogant. Starting? Still, I think some of his comments about the US music industry are quite valid (come to that the UK music industry ain't much cop either).
Someone out there has been searching for that Clangers / hoaxed moon landing spoof thingy, so here it is again. Yes, it's been doing the rounds for a while now and other blogs made a big hoo-hah about it and tried to take the credit for it themselves, but I think you'll find that it appearred here long before the clique element of the UK blog scene cottoned onto it, after BobbyJo emailed me the link.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:45 am
Monday, August 12, 2002
The Leader of the Pack would have wanted it this way
This weekend my housemate Karen was away at The Bulldog Bash which is a big biker festival thingy in Stratford upon Avon and features bands and bikes and all sorts of stuff. And mud too by the looks of the muck she brought in on her shoes when she returned home.
I asked her what sights and sounds she experienced there and she mentioned that The Pretenders played a storming set, and of the weird and wonderful bikes on display the one that made an impression was a motorcycle and sidecar hearse; see www.motorcyclefunerals.com (I reckon Adam from Mookie would like that one for his website).
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:21 am
Deer of the Week
A deer with a quiff.
Hey baby, just call me Fonzie the Deer.
(I think he's a Chinese deer... those wacky Chinese, eh?)
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:09 am
Saturday, August 10, 2002
The hostess with the mostest
I've got Gillian coming over soon. She actually wants to sit through my Egypt videos, would you believe (there's about 4 hours or so of them). Mind, I've got Lord of the Rings too, just in case. As she's staying over I've been whizzing about the place with the vacuum cleaner, and have changed all the linen on my bed (I'm going to put her in my room tonight, and I'll sleep either on the sofa or in Karen's room, as she is away this weekend).
Not sure what we're going to eat just yet. We might nip round to Tesco and see what we fancy or else I might suggest a takeaway. We've had this new Indian takeaway open in Didcot. Now, I don't normally get on with Indian food, but am usually willing to give it another try just in case I like it better this time. I would suggest Chinese, which I do really like, but I think Indian is healthier.
What else? Errrmmm I bought the CD by Norah Jones this morning. Which is a bit different for me - very laid back and jazzy - and slightly different from the nu-metal sonic assault of The Deftones which I'm listening to as I write this. I saw Norah Jones performing on Later with Jools Holland and was struck not only by her talent by also by her astonishing beauty. I wonder if she'd consider a total body transplant with me?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 2:43 pm
Friday, August 09, 2002
Bang! and Crash! and Flash!
Wahey! I love thunder and lightning storms!
And about time too!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 2:10 pm
Betty makes her own crowbar
On the way to work this morning, I read in the paper this story about a hyper-intelligent crow called Betty, who has learnt how to make her own tools, plus has learnt a thing or two about cause and effect along the way. Apparently the intelligence displayed by this bird puts our nearest cousins, the chimpanzees, to shame.
I never did like chimps. I think it was something about their bottoms that put me off.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 10:44 am
Well don't worry. Not only is Sherri is alive and well, but we're still best of friends too. I removed her from the aforementioned website in accordance with her own wishes because she has decided she wants an absolute minimum web presence. She has also reduced her own website to a single page with just one photo on it.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:13 am
Thursday, August 08, 2002
Some of you may have seen recently that guy on eBay who was auctioning space on his shaved head for a tattoo of your choice to be displayed for one year. After a year he was planning on growing his hair back to cover the tattoo. I'm not sure what the final auction price was, but last time I looked it was over $1000. Now there's this guy (or possibly it's the same guy doing a re-auction) who's offering to have a tattoo put on his forehead, but is asking for a start price of $33,200 and so far doesn't have any takers.
And then there's this: Tadoos, whereby you can (allegedly) earn good money from having an advertising tattoo on your person.
Is nowhere safe from the bane of our lives that is advertising? They'll be beaming adverts into our dreams next, as foretold in Futurama.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:47 am
I just nipped out to the post office this lunchtime. Oxford city centre is full of people in yellow polo shirts emblazoned with "Do you want a job? Talk to me!" on the front and "Universal Recruitment" on the back. They don't seem to be doing a very good job as they mostly seem to be talking to one another. Actually one of the girls seemed to be distracted by the pavement henna tattoo artists on Cornmarket Street, and was also gurgling at random babies and - when I walked past her - was going "Waaaaaa" at a dog for some unfathomable reason.
I must confess that I do wonder what it is all about, but my curiosity isn't aroused so much that I'd actually stop and talk to one of these people (it's one of my golden rules: NEVER talk to salespeople). I reckon it's some kind of poorly conceived world domination thing. If you actually stopped to talk to them, they'd probably say, "You can start now. Here's a yellow polo shirt and a clipboard." I think the aim might well be to turn everyone in the world into these yellow-shirted clipboard carrying bods.
I wonder if they teach you how to go "Waaaaaaa" at dogs?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:16 pm
Robin Hood: Men in Tights
Channel 5 showed this film last night. It was dire. It was even less amusing than one of Jamie Oliver's Sainsbury's adverts. Not a titter to be had. Actually it was so bad, that I couldn't even endure it in the background whilst I checked my mails, eBay, etc, so I turned it off and went to bed early.
Whatever happened? Mel Brooks has produced some classic funny movies such as "The Producers", the wonderfully observed "Young Frankenstein", and the downright silly but still funny "Blazing Saddles".
Oh, and Sherri and Tamsin, I thought you might like to see this photo again (Latrine from "Robin Hood: Men in Tights", as played by Tracey Ullman). No-one else will get the reference, so I'll explain. We - Sherri, Tamsin and I - all know someone who is the spitting image of Ms Ullman in that get up.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:04 pm
I thought I might as well sign up to this BlogTree thing. It's a bit bizarre - trying to show how blogs are related to one another in genealogy fashion. I don't know if all this business of parents, siblings and children is really a very good metaphor for blogging. I mean, my blog doesn't really have any parent blogs as such.
For me it all started when I first heard about the blogging phenomenon a few years ago in .net magazine, and thought "That sounds interesting, I'd like to have a go at that." Later on, I searched the web and found a few blogs and read them for a month or so to get the idea of the lie of the land, as it were, then I pretty soon started up this li'l ol' blog. So, the so-called parent blogs I have referred to are simply those I was looking at at the very beginning. They didn't really "inspire" me as such, just gave me an idea what this blogging malarkey was all about.
Oh, and there was another blog that I haven't mentioned, not because I don't like it, but because EVERYONE links to it already so it would kinda make me look sad if I linked to it or cited it as a parent blog.
Anyway, this BlogTree thing might get us a few more hits.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 2:14 pm
It's Karen's blog birthday today. Doesn't time fly, blah blah blah...
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:11 am
Monday, August 05, 2002
It's Only Rock 'n' Roll
In the beginning Pete Townshend of The Who was famous for hurling his guitar into his speaker cabinets and then smashing it into splinters against the stage floor.
Jimi Hendrix took things a stage further at the Monterey pop festival in 1969 when he performed his famous guitar sacrifice and armed with a bottle of lighter fluid and a box of matches he set about barbecuing his Stratocaster.
Then it seemed everyone was at it, smashing guitars, kicking over drumkits, and causing general mayhem and destruction. It was more or less a requirement of being in a band; you had to abuse your equipment, it was the law.
Yesterday, I went into Oxford to meet Gillian, and we took a walk around Magdalen College and its extensive grounds. We also saw the now legendary deer herd.
Oh yes, lots of lovely deer, skipping and jumping, and sitting and eating, and some just enjoying being deer, and others sporting big antlery type things.
Unfortunately they wouldn't come close enough for me to take a photo, so I've nabbed the one above from off someone else's site instead. Because the internet lets you do that. Hurrah!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:10 pm
Sunday, August 04, 2002
All quiet on the Gina front
Apologies for a nearly blogging free weekend thus far. I simply don't have much to say at the moment. Not much to report, no stories to relate.
But if I think of something, I'll be back here like a shot.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:06 am
Saturday, August 03, 2002
I spent slightly too much money at the record fair.
Oh dear, is there no escaping Buffy the Vampire Slayer on TV these days? The other day I was flipping channels and bloody Buffy - or Bunty as we call it in Snowdoll Towers (either that or Busty) - was on BBC2, so I flipped through a few channels, settled on Sky to see what was on there, and guess what? An episode of bleedin' Buffy starts. Grrrrrr...
Right now on Sky they are showing the original movie version (again). Oh dear! However anyone thought that was a good move to a series is beyond me. The only saving factor is that the original Buffy was a lot more attractive than Sarah Michelle Gellar. Also, she is a little bit more believable as a "slayer", as she looks like she might have a bit of muscle to her, unlike the silly Gellar girl who looks so feeble that all suspension of disbelief is lost.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:37 pm
Dr Pepper - What's the worst thing that could happen?
Well, you could actually drink some of that vile muck. Yuk! and Vomit!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:31 pm
Some Bald Guy
Further to my Peter Murphy gig report, I can now reveal that the support act was one Michael J Sheehy.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 2:06 pm
A girl at work is wearing a light blue skinny top with the word "Bench" in a boring sans serif font emblazoned across the front. I must say, this strikes me as very peculiar. I mean, Bench? What does it mean?
Why "Bench"? Why not "Hose" or "Shed" or "Wheelbarrow" (sorry, I'm on a bit or a garden theme here) or any other word chosen seemingly at random?
Is Bench a band or a brand? Whichever, I don't think much of their minimalistic design; in fact it's the complete antithesis of design. It's anti-design, and as much I'd say it was pretty pointless.
Right, I'm off to go buy myself a t-shirt with the word "Table" on the front.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:01 am
Peter Murphy, Union Chapel, 1 August
I went to this somewhat unusual gig last night at Union Chapel in Islington, which is basically this old and very gothic looking church. I found it weird going to see a gig and having to sit, and to sit in church pews at that! The setting was made all the more incongruous by some of the people who were coming in to watch the show. There was a lot of the goth contingent. Lots of black, skimpy tops, netting, pvc, black eyeshadow, black dyed hair and cheekbones so sharp they could kill. I recognised a couple of people from Damned gigs... the girl had - rather worryingly I thought - a series of six safety pins inserted straight into the flesh of her upper arm. It fair turned my stomach and I had to look away. Ouch!
I managed to get myself a position in the second row from the front so I had a good clear view of the stage, which was already set up with a variety of weird and wonderful instruments (and there would be more to come too: Chapman Stick, Ashbory bass - very short scale with rubber strings!; fretless nylon strung guitar, lute, 6-string banjo, electric violin, etc).
Soon some short bald guy came on and did a set of songs solo, accompanying himself on guitar. I'm not sure who he was as he didn't introduce himself.
A short interval after this, the band and Peter Murphy himself came on. Murphy was garbed in a long brown coat (which was soon discarded after two songs) and although a little bit older was instantly recognisable to those more familiar with his works of 20 years ago. They launched straight into "Things to Remember" the haunting opening track from the current album "Dust". Throughout the gig the whole of the Dust album was performed, with Murphy proving himself as a performer with shedloads of stage presence; he was as theatrical as ever, in his dancing and in his performance. During "Your Face" he made use of a light bulb concealed in his hands, which pulsed eerily in time to the heartbeat rhythm of the song, and with him holding it to his chest and shining it onto his face it looked for all the world as if he had some kind of inner light emanating from his body; it looked as if his spirit itself was trying to escape, and especially in a setting such as this with all the stained glass windows above us, it had a spooky quasi-religious resonance.
Loads of people were taking photographs and Murphy seemed to relish striking dramatic poses for them. (And Damn! Why did I not think to take a camera myself?) At one point Murphy espied the vomitingly good looking goth couple sitting directly in front of me (the killer cheekbones!) and he came right up to them, and spreading his arms he bowed and made this weird vampiric face, fluttering his eyelids and looking like some kind of giant bat. I have to confess, that I laughed at this point, and then instantly regretted it as I think Murphy saw me laugh at his actions. But I was laughing through sheer joy, as I have seen exactly the same move on Bauhaus videos, so it was a laugh of recognition.
The show ended with three encores, and other than the "Dust" album, they also played earlier favourites such as "Crystal Wrists" and "Cuts You Up". At the finish a woman came up to me and asked "Excuse me, did he do 'Bela Lugosi's Dead'?" Not understanding her line of questioning I asked "Do you mean, is he going to play it?" "Yes," she said. I tried to tell her as tactfully as I could that I didn't think he played those old Bauhaus songs any more, and that I thought the show was actually over - and just then the lights came on to highlight my point. "Were you looking forward to that one then?" I politely enquired. "Well, yes. It's kinda the reason I came," she answered indignantly, "He's not David Bowie, and he never will be."
Funny she should make that David Bowie comparison (she also commented that he was going thin on top) because on the tube afterwards I was chatting to a guy who said he'd turned up early for the gig and was allowed in during the soundcheck where he got to watch Murphy and the band doing "Space Oddity". Now that would have been something! Still, the guy had travelled down from Leeds, so I think he deserved that as a bonus.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:08 am
Thursday, August 01, 2002
Giant Squid taking over the world?
Just in case you were wondering...
According to Australian scientists, squid now make up more bio-mass (take up more space) of the world than humans - and they are getting bigger!
(Full story here)
I've been really concerned about this particular threat for ages. And then I looked at the bigger picture, acknowledging other threats to our lives (and sanity!) such as Big Brother, Pop Idol, Britney Spears, Kylie Minogue, EastEnders...
And you know what? In comparison the giant squid don't seem so bad after all.
Anyway, in the event of a squid attack I'll know what to do. I've seen 20,000 Leagues Under The Sea. (Funnily enough, I watched it with the kids when I was in Wales last week. It was the first time I'd seen the film since I was 4 or 5 years old - I remember distinctly because it was the first time I'd ever been to a cinema).
posted by Gina Snowdoll 11:30 am
Les comes out
Hmmmmm... I'm not quite sure where the Coronation Street script-writers think they are going with this one. I can't see it myself. Les Battersby acting all camp? After the grief he gave Hailey for being transsexual?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 10:09 am
Weird Search Requests
We had another weird search request from Google over at The Liar. It seems that someone has been searching for a robot tickler of all things! My first reaction was "Why would you want to tickle a robot?"
... Although we are not able to tickle ourselves unassisted, there is a way to trick the brain by using a robot tickler. That's right. With all of the know-how of science and technology, a robot has been designed to allow people to tickle themselves...
Isn't it great to know that our scientists are doing such sterling work?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:04 am