Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Albums of of 2012 - 50. Django Django - Django Django

50 – DJANGO DJANGO – DJANGO DJANGO
 This one built up quite a bit of momentum over the year, as an early 2012 release meant for a steady increase in attention. It’s nice when a record doesn’t get overhyped right in the beginning and then spins around like a Kathryn Wheel when the British Mercury Music Prize winner is declared in November. Django Django derive from the Beta Band and share their penchant for confident and smooth vocal harmonies. However, where the Beta band used bongos and such, Django Django utilize a lot of electronic production and drum machines to make things cosmic. It’s a little bit showy without being too subterranean; it packs the grooves but hardly blows over in the wind. It’s the sound of some experienced musicians having a lot of fun. So with their Mercury nomination lately: it has boosted awareness twofold. It's more likely to put them on the map rather than have them,crash and burn. Full beams ahead.

 BEST PLAYED: For starting the day to get in a good mood.




Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The Agenda



THE AGENDA

*to stop partying like a pro, be an amateur
* to learn languages. italian, german and icelandic
*to budget
*to spend the next decade accomplishing instead of demolishing
* to take a little more pride in appearance
*to buy a speed-boat
*to write that novel
*to write that poetry collection
* to smile more
*not to growl more
*to blog about the next snog

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Bears


bears

rip

each other

apart


salmon dance

then get caught

by bears

that rip them apart


trees blossom

then bears

tear them to shreds

tearing them and breaking them

with their teeth

sometimes their bare hands

sometimes their bear hands


bears only try to rip each other apart

in play fights

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

lunch break update

Now's the time to write and update and now I live in Brighton, UK and now I work at Glyndeboure Opera House doing admin and now I'm planning on where I'm gonna go next in life and now I'm kinda free-writing as I haven't updated in a while but I plan on doing definitely and it's never too late, I tell you it's never too late especially on lunch breaks

Monday, October 6, 2008

hypem playlist # 1


Quite often I use hypem in 2 browsers and see where it takes me, almost like a improvised DJ set.
Tonight over 4 hours I wrote my article and played these so it's a kind of playlist.

Dungen - Samtidigt 2 (!)
Rodrigo y Gabriela - Temple Bar
Juana Molina - Un da
Radiohead - Everything in its right place (Live)
Pressure Drop - You're Mine (Leftfield Vocal Mix)
Bob Marley - Bauhelm
The Herbaliser - Serge
Benga - Night
Jamie Woon - Wayfaring Stranger (Burial Mix)
TV On The Radio - Crying
Bran Van 3000 - Sex, Love & Peace
Klaxons - Gravity's Rainbow (Van She Tech SP mix)
Walter Meego - Romantic (Tilliander Remix)
Zoot Woman - Live In My Head
Hall & Oates - Out of Touch
Hercules And Love Affair - Hercules' Theme
The Tough Alliance - Lucky
Calexico - Love Will Tear Us Apart
Albert Kuvezin & Yat-Kha - Love Will Tear Us Apart
Louis Armstrong & His Hot Seven - Potato Head Blues
The Owls - Peppermint Patty
Belle & Sebastian - I'm a cuckoo (by the Avalanches)
Esau Mwamwaya - Cape Kod Kwassa Kwassa
Amadou & Mariam - Sabali
David Holmes - Melanie
Ennio Morricone Orchestra - World Cup Argentina
Angelo Badalamenti - Twin Peaks Theme
Michael Nyman - The Heart Asks Pleasure First
Junior Boys - Count Souvenirs
Soko - I Will Never Love You More
Bat For Lashes - A Forest (Cure cover)
Sebastien Tellier - Divine
Henry Mancini - Pink Panther Theme (Fischerspooner Mix)
Cut Copy - Feel the Love
Tiga and Zyntherius - Sunglasses At Night (Black Devil Dub)
Fuck Buttons - Bright tomorrow
Michael Mayer - Amabile
Miracle Fortress - Maybe Lately
The Muslims - Walking With Jesus
Primal Scream - Some Velvet Morning
M83 - On A White Lake Near A Green Mountain
Nathan Fake - You Are Here (Four Tet Remix)
Hot Chocolate - Mindless Boogie

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

icelandic incidents


This is just to say fuck I'm fine. I got a job at Indian Mango, a restaurant that's close to fine dining. I have been there a month now. There has been a bit of a exodus, I am the most experienced waiter there. Lot of responsibility. The owner George Holmes and that's an Indian - is a fruitbar, a crazy cracker, he whips around all over the place like cream.

He saved my bacon because my backside was going to go through the grinder. After leaving Birkir's place - he was going to grad school in Canada - I got a a place about 45 mins from where I work in 101 Reykjavik. It had no shower, no laundry facilities and no kitchen. The landlady wore a t-shirt saying "All I Want Is Sex" when I viewed the cell, and made me sign a contract. While I would quite happily have fucked her, I preferred to fuck her over. George offered me a job and a place to stay for the same price in the centre with all the facilities a prison can't offer. I got the hell out of there the next morning, the day my rent was due, found a trolley in a gas station and threw in my suitcase, pushing it down the side of the interstate, whistling to Vampire Weekend that blasted out from a car that drove past on this hot sunny day. The landlady ain't got back to me.

One day at work, on another hot day, Icelandic intern Siggi, who looks just like Fernando Torres - said "Marcus I need help moving some furniture". Turns out that the treasure trove of an antique shop next door wanted us to transport a 6 ft wide chest of drawers and an old oak wardrobe across the road. We realized this would be too much for two of us and so called in Jamie to help us. We had to dismantle them, take them across the road, drenched in sweat and put them back together in another crazy shop across the road, all the while thinking "What the shit is going on?" 45 minutes later and the lady in her late fifties who was uncomfortably flirty with us, asks the three of us to help ourselves to a pair of leather shoes of our choice. We spend a lengthy chunk of time trying brown ones, long black ones, ones not our size, trying with socks, without socks asking all kind of questions, american sizes, UK sizes and Bam! A pair of beautiful handmade brown leather boots are all mine and they retail at over 100 pounds. Now that's a slice of good luck.

I had my homesick period. I have spent so much money on eating out and partying at the weekends. I have seen Jonas leave to go to grad school in London. I have made some good friends. I pulled an Icelandic girl. I had a big learning curve about how to be professional when writing an article. I have written enough for tonight.

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CURRENT MUSIC --- Campus by Vampire Weekend