Tindersticks 'Can We Start Again'
ANIMAL COLLECTIVE LIVE (London, 26th August)
Their performance (forgetting the power cuts) was amazing! played loads of the new album which sounds like a bubblegum bubble gone pop. the place was full of trendy types who were just there to be seen or be photographed in some fashion magazine as they seemed to leave during the second half of the set.
Delifinger (who has started his blog again) gives his version of the post-gig memories..
"While moaning that the tube stations, and all fast food emporiums were closed, James decided to take a nap on the wall of the river thames. We ended up walking 5 miles from cable street to victoria station after seeing the animal collective, only making our coach by hailing a cab for the last 3/4 of a mile. After a quick snooze on the coach, I awoke to find a pair of leather winkle pickers in my bag. We think that we took them from outside a house that James knocked on at 5 in the morning to ask if there was a party (based on the fact that there were balloons outside). The man that answered very calmly and politely informed James that there wasnt a party. Anyway here is a video of that ever so comfortable nap taking, filmed just before I was sick in the river."
I've plans for those winkle pickers. here's a sneaky video Delifinger filmed of the fool. excuse the poor big brother Spiral impression (in which i got his loaf of bread / slice of ass 'rap' thing muddled up with his other song..anyway bb's over i gotta let it go).
oh yeah, we had a good laugh in the pub before arriving at the venue. here's Delifinger again..
"On our trip to the big city at the weekend we went for a drink in a cockney boozer called the George. Some guy came over and put a carpenters record on and asked me keep an eye on it. Anyway.....1 thing let to another and I ended up playing a 2 hour long set using the piles of dusty scratched charity shop vinyl they had kept behind the decks. In between pints of magners I 'pleasured' the pubgoers with such camp classics as tainted love, get into the groove, rocket man and even lets go fly a kite from the mary poppins soundtrack. After realising that the guy who had asked me to mind the decks has fled into the night about an hour earlier, and feeling slightly taken advantage of, we headed for the door after blasting out a song from the sound of music soundtrack as our goodbye."
some pics (taken by Delifinger & Jimtendo)..
The Gherkin..
best song of the night..
Animal Collective 'The Purple Bottle'
Delifinger (who has started his blog again) gives his version of the post-gig memories..
"While moaning that the tube stations, and all fast food emporiums were closed, James decided to take a nap on the wall of the river thames. We ended up walking 5 miles from cable street to victoria station after seeing the animal collective, only making our coach by hailing a cab for the last 3/4 of a mile. After a quick snooze on the coach, I awoke to find a pair of leather winkle pickers in my bag. We think that we took them from outside a house that James knocked on at 5 in the morning to ask if there was a party (based on the fact that there were balloons outside). The man that answered very calmly and politely informed James that there wasnt a party. Anyway here is a video of that ever so comfortable nap taking, filmed just before I was sick in the river."
I've plans for those winkle pickers. here's a sneaky video Delifinger filmed of the fool. excuse the poor big brother Spiral impression (in which i got his loaf of bread / slice of ass 'rap' thing muddled up with his other song..anyway bb's over i gotta let it go).
oh yeah, we had a good laugh in the pub before arriving at the venue. here's Delifinger again..
"On our trip to the big city at the weekend we went for a drink in a cockney boozer called the George. Some guy came over and put a carpenters record on and asked me keep an eye on it. Anyway.....1 thing let to another and I ended up playing a 2 hour long set using the piles of dusty scratched charity shop vinyl they had kept behind the decks. In between pints of magners I 'pleasured' the pubgoers with such camp classics as tainted love, get into the groove, rocket man and even lets go fly a kite from the mary poppins soundtrack. After realising that the guy who had asked me to mind the decks has fled into the night about an hour earlier, and feeling slightly taken advantage of, we headed for the door after blasting out a song from the sound of music soundtrack as our goodbye."
some pics (taken by Delifinger & Jimtendo)..
The Gherkin..
best song of the night..
Animal Collective 'The Purple Bottle'
MOVING UNITS
It only took 3 weeks to get sorted in this new flat of mine, not long really considering how many boxes of useless junk i have collected over the years. finding a home for the junk is tricky, junk does'nt usually come in neat shapes..so it needs to be gathered together with other simliar themed junk then labelled appropiately for future generations to discover (and convert to digital files, files which will then get downloaded by future wierdo's who get excited by other peoples trash. not me!). back to the present..this mass of junk then must be stored away in the darkest corner in the room never to be touched for the rest of the time spent in the flat.
so, having just finished arranging my room and feeling great about it, i turn to my 'life' notebook where i've been reminded that i have alot still to achieve, and what with big brother finally over i can now achieve it! the last few weeks my mind's been occupied with my new job, flat, and housemates (who insist on sharing things?? how queer. no one eats off my plate but me!). my mouth's been occupied with junk too..this Mcflurry addiction needs to be addressed before it's too late and i'm breaking into Mcdonalds at 3am raiding that ice cream/bleach sloppy mix. the new job is..erm..ok. i've made a few boo boos and on one occasion had to erase the simple error (that anyone could have done) of sticking the wrong label on the wrong box by driving the box of business cards for 15 hours around most of the country before finally ending up in a birmingham printers at 1am. when i'm not screwing everything up, i'm either sat at my computer screen (alien thought i know) waiting for the day to end or stuck in traffic looking absoultely nothing like what a real white van man should. i'm not a fan of the printing business, especially when i don't get to see much of the green paper ($$$). here's the thing..if i can't earn money by doing my own thing (what's that?)..if i HAVE to have a job, i want a job where i can switch off and dream about this n that and not have think about the price of paper. oh by the way..i am NOT Tim from the office.
TV On The Radio 'Dirtywhirl'
so, having just finished arranging my room and feeling great about it, i turn to my 'life' notebook where i've been reminded that i have alot still to achieve, and what with big brother finally over i can now achieve it! the last few weeks my mind's been occupied with my new job, flat, and housemates (who insist on sharing things?? how queer. no one eats off my plate but me!). my mouth's been occupied with junk too..this Mcflurry addiction needs to be addressed before it's too late and i'm breaking into Mcdonalds at 3am raiding that ice cream/bleach sloppy mix. the new job is..erm..ok. i've made a few boo boos and on one occasion had to erase the simple error (that anyone could have done) of sticking the wrong label on the wrong box by driving the box of business cards for 15 hours around most of the country before finally ending up in a birmingham printers at 1am. when i'm not screwing everything up, i'm either sat at my computer screen (alien thought i know) waiting for the day to end or stuck in traffic looking absoultely nothing like what a real white van man should. i'm not a fan of the printing business, especially when i don't get to see much of the green paper ($$$). here's the thing..if i can't earn money by doing my own thing (what's that?)..if i HAVE to have a job, i want a job where i can switch off and dream about this n that and not have think about the price of paper. oh by the way..i am NOT Tim from the office.
TV On The Radio 'Dirtywhirl'
DOUBLE SUNDAY
Not leaving the house today no matter what! my friends have left me to go to an art gallery, my art days are pretty much over..
Bonnie Prince Billy 'No More Workhorse Blues'
Bonnie Prince Billy 'No More Workhorse Blues'
BEANS, BEANS, BEANS
They stocked up at my local shop after hearing i was moving into the neighbourhood. i only eat Heinz!!
The Who 'Heinz Baked Beans'
The Who 'Heinz Baked Beans'
BACK FOR GOOD
As Elvis sung.. "if you've come looking for trouble, you've come to the right place"
Elvis Presley 'Trouble'
LAST BB TICK
Limping..wounded..like a old warhorse close to the finish line.. BB is almost over! go glyn!
HERE I GO AGAIN ON MY OWN
I'm baaack!! "but my heart's not in it". i was gonna post a load of tripe tonight but real life calls and i have wine to drink and people to bug. sommerfiled is a calming place this time of night, i had a silent transaction with the till worker..thats the way forward..listen up asda price! hmm K! things have been a-changing round the beansonbread office..we've moved a few boxes, changed the lightbulbs, and ruffled a few sheets of papers. i'm looking at a framed painting of a beautiful kestrel flying over a field of golden hay. stuff's happened over the last few weeks, maybe i'll post some words, pics and doodles..maybe the moments gone..i don't know? we'll see.
CLEANING PRODUCT
No time to chat. emptyed room, left house. found house, shook hands..deal..new gaff! quit job, shook hands..new job, got my own desk..i sit at computer all day. whirlwind!! all these things flying around me. for now i'm living in a box, with a prision guard watching me. who know's when i'll be back on here? over.
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