Sunny (Mercury II Edit) – Marvin Gaye
Good morning. Proper Christmas blogaruu to come soon, hopefully. In lieu until then, how aboot some of my gibbering along on my buddy’s radio show? Mighty? I know! Rudebox on…
Sunny (Mercury II Edit) – Marvin Gaye
Good morning. Proper Christmas blogaruu to come soon, hopefully. In lieu until then, how aboot some of my gibbering along on my buddy’s radio show? Mighty? I know! Rudebox on…
Miss You (ESTAW Fix) – Foster The People
Ever read the quote this?
Don’t major in the minor.
Well, either way you just did. Good old quote, to be true. Don’t get hung up on the small things, I do suppose. Which is why I’ll keep this blogaruu all about who’s won the Kindle and not about trivial stuff that’s happened to me this week.
PugBull
Particularly as no one would be bothered to hear me go on about what happened at the Continue Reading »
Robot High School – My Robot Friend
All has be quiet on the wonderful blogaruu. Head down. Editing on. So far, so mighty. Soon ye shall see and read and laugh and weep and dance and be merry!
Oh ’twill be a glorious day, to be true.
Besides that, I have kept my venturing out to a minimum. Bar some improv shindigs (mighty) and the odd Christmas shopping hunt (also quite mighty). Although, I did go out Saturday night. An odd occurrence: I was not DJigging. Blip in the system. Matrix messed up. Threw me for a loop. What to do? I know. I’ll just go to the bar where I was meant to be DJing, collect a cheque owed to me and have a pint or nine. Because people simply love going into where they work when they’ve the night off! Look-at-me-outside-of-work-hours, kind of thing. Clown. Continue Reading »
I Got The – Labi Siffre
Sometimes I like to just go for a cruise and think about the Dutch way of life. Not sure why. Other times I like to go up to Mulholland Drive and gibbering along on my buddy’s podcast. So here is episode two of that! (Apologies. Horrendous. Ha.)
I do believe my stint as a weather girl is my best input: Hot. Apres that. Ahem. Listen on… Continue Reading »
Black Betty – Ram Jam
So the other day I rode a horse.
Bam-a-lam
Her name was Betty.
Bam-a-lam
And I rode her well.
Bam-a-lam
Great horse.
Bam-A-lam
Very bad ass.
Bam-a-lam
Clippity clop.
Bam-A-lam
Kept stopping for plippity plop.
Bam-BA-lam!
Oh brown Betty, the damn thing was wild. Betty was her actual name too, quite mighty. Bit of a rogue horse as well. One minute we’re just trotting along. Cantering on. Admiring the views. How nice is this? The next, Betty’s bolted. Galloping for dear life. Head rearing up. Naying like a dancer! Continue Reading »
Harvest Moon – Neil Young
For all of those asking, I’ve been on a breaking. Finished up a big lump of a book draft, over 171,000 words of muck. Some chunk. Needed a break for a week. Thank you.
While on holiday I’ve been spending some time in a couple of my buddies’ studios. Working on their albums. I sat in. Watched them weave their magic. Unleash their genius. Fun to watch. Funking mighty, actually. Some ridiculously savage songs on the way. Ye heard it here first! Gems all round!!!
While watching and inputing and twiddling and singing along, I also realised that them and I are all in a similar situation. Kind of. See, they’re working on albums. I’m working on a book. They have lots of songs. I have lots and lots of words. They need to pick out the best ones. And I need to pick out my best ones. Amazing.
However, mine is a far, far, far tougher task. Obviously. Continue Reading »