Friday, February 27, 2009


For some reason I'm always drawn to the list of 'thanks' in CD booklets. Not sure why as I've only ever been on one (or two) and they're generally the usual parade of producers, record execs, management and family. The most rock 'n' roll message I've come across thus far was taken from Velvet Revolver's Contraband and reads:

"...Dr Cannom for resuscitating me"

There's a better explanation of this brief aside here but it definitely caught my eye. Can I find anything better?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Tories hate the public

To be factually and grammatically correct maybe that should read 'Tories hate The Public'.

It's the latest in a probably futile attempt to make a political issue of the biggest white elephant since the millennium dome. Yes, we all know that it cost a lot of money and it isn't finished despite being in the being-built stage for many years and having been open for a year or so.

I still don't know who thought that West Bromwich needed to make an artistic contribution to the Black Country, but they should've looked to Walsall for inspiration. The Public has never fulfilled its remit, but now it's there surely we need to find a way to make it work?

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Words I learn from my children


In some ways it was inevitable. The kids would reach an age at which their slang would be inpenetrable to me. Most of it I ignore but when some is directed at me I tend to challenge them on it. Interestingly they didn't really know what a noob was, just that it was an insult used by online communities. So, I win this one by discovering via urban dictionary that noob is a slight abbreviation of newbie, someone who's new to something and doesn't understand the ropes.

Consequently it's a bigger insult online than off, as noobs are castigated for not observing the rules that all the online bores know too well. An elitist insult, yawn. Score one to the old boy.