It Won't Be Swine Flu That Kills Us All

I'm fairly ashamed of the update frequency of the blog of late... again. There's been some crazy happenings that have kept me occupied that I shall inform all of in due course.

In the mean time, here is another news article which pokes fun at idiots.



Jamie Stirs his T

Seems Jamie T is finally beginning to stir this year.

After his universally well-received debut album Panic Prevention way back when in January 2007, he did a good bit of touring, including an excellent set at Oxegen. Seemingly always excellent live. Had he the world at his feet?

Since then, however, all has been quiet apart from hearing about the odd show in a London club or remix here or there. Emerging periodically in his forums, which are a supposedly a treasure trove for remixes. His battles with addiction probably common knowledge by this stage. He had become a character from one of his own songs practically.

Is it ridiculous to hypothesise that in only joining Twitter and Facebook in the last few weeks that the 23 year old next-big-thing of only 2 years ago had already fallen behind the times? Or is it more damning evidence of his self-inflicted hibernation, contrasting further with the current thawing process?

Jerking into life in 2009, he released a single in January called "Fire Fire" (free download from website), which he said was an apology to fans/a thank you for the patience of those waiting for him to get his act together.

He's playing all the big festivals in England alongside his own tour. Glastonbury, Leeds, Reading, T in The Park. Fingers crossed he'll nip over here at some stage this summer, doubtful at this stage though. There's also an EP due in the next fortnight called Sticks'N'Stones, with lead single;

A recent, decent remix of a Florence and the Machine track(and rumours of an album track collaboration), a nationwide tour and the impending announcement of an upcoming new full length album dubbed "Kings and Queens" means that Jamie T is back with a... bluh!


Match Made in Heaven

This is an odd post.

It is about the glorious hypothetical union that had existed in my mind this week between Mike Tyson and Neil "Razor" Ruddock.

Found my way over to some Mike Tyson quotes, which, if he had never participated in any sport, would more than validate his existence on this planet. Exhibit A;

"My power is discombobulatingly devastating I could feel is muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm."

Then I saw one under the title "Razor Ruddock" which read;

"You're sweet. I'm going to make sure you kiss me good with those big lips. I'm gonna make you my girlfriend."

Really and honestly there is only so much "context" can explain. It did get me thinking, though, about who I thought was this "Razor Ruddock". What exactly did these two get up to when the lights went dark? I remembered reading about Razor from internet excerpts of Stan Collymore's biography. (Collymore's scandals himself warrant their own post some day.)

"As soon as he was a fair distance away, Razor, who weighed about
18 stone by then, hopped of the treadmill but left it running. He reached
down into his bag and pulled out a foil container which had a bacon and egg
sandwich in it. He sat down, whipped out a newspaper and started reading
through it..."

That particular story is nothing short of incredible beyond belief. The stuff of legends. Really makes a mockery of "professionalism" and not what we would expect from any pro athlete these days. Especially at my beloved LFC! 18 stone!?! 18 stone is closer to sumo wrestling surely! Really looks like he wondered a few hundred miles off an Eastenders set looking for Frank Butcher or someone.

Anyway, I googled to see if there was a meeting, romantic or otherwise, of these two titans of ridiculousity (Tysonism??) and it turned out there was a beast of a boxer called Razor Ruddock in the early 90s that Tyson... boxed. My heart sank as quickly as it had raised only 30 minutes earlier.

Reality is shit.


The Missing Ink

A very impressive collection of weird photos. On the matter, I'll be getting a tattoo this week in town. Anybody know a good spot?



... He Wants to Rear Your Kids


In stitches at that headline.

Underneath; 'The Village Penguins'

Global A Go-Go

The belated video for Something Global by Fight Like Apes has reached us!

It was shot a few weeks back in Whelans. Everyone was encouraged to get down there and use their own gear to mass record the new video. My Left Ventricle had the scoop. Looked like great aul day out. Very typical of the great interaction FLApes have with their fans.

Eoghan Kidney
is at the helm again after his mindblowing video for Tie Me Up With Jackets that really announced/coincided with vimeo's/HD flash video's arrival into the mainstream/my attention. I prefer that one aesthetically, but the sentiment of the video behind the visuals of mass participation and grass-roots action is equally as revolutionary.

To Be Franco With You

James Franco is really getting into this comedy thing.

One would count him part of the Judd Apatow/Seth Rogen stable thats taken the baton from the Will Ferrell-ite school of red-top frat boy teen-comedies. After seeing Pineapple Express, I find him very hit and miss. It all feels a bit unnatural and contrived and he needs to inject some more charisma to pull it off, but he's promising. Some flashes of genius, potential to develop his own unique style.