Ugh. I better stay away from all of you...
I blame Ed for this one. He breathed on me while we were eating curry. Or maybe I got a dreadlock in my paneer or something. And I tried really hard not to share wineglasses with Emsk, even though alkyhol kills germs. :-(
I am eating loads of spicy food to drive it out. I made the hottest curry in the world last night. And super lempsip, which is honey lemon lemsip, mixed with cloves and cinnamon and lemon juice and honey. Actually, you could probably leave the lemsip bit out and it would be great anyway.
Also, I have new glasses. I feel like I’m on drugs, they are so strong. The world looks all bendy funny. But then suddenly I realised that I was able to read writing on posters FROM ACROSS THE ROOM. I feel like I have X-ray vision. I can see bus numbers all the way down the street! I have on the purple architects glasses today. Tomorrow I may wear the green ones.
Has Kerr made it over? Anyone know if there’s any updates on his ‘Rents and the accident? Ah well, I’ll drop him an email and tell him we’re here.
He was around on ILM last night
he was posting on the BAN KAET thread
Argh, I am running out of web cafe time. It always goes so fast! But my lovely bed is waiting for me at home.
Just been offered more gigs by a promoter—and a live radio show! Eep! I have to think about this. Not to bite off more than I can chew and make it all not fun again, but it’s so tempting when you’re having a nice rush of energy and things seem to be happening.
is there a rolling walking thread in the sandbox or should I start mine own? Thing is, I got a leaflet about New River walks from my mum on Saturday and would like to suggest a few to you.
I could easily have been Emsk. Everyone at her party has had the killer death lurgy. I’m going to blame O’Farrel, I could have sworn he was hiding a sneezing chicken.
oh by the way if anyone fancies a gig tonite, or indeed pre-gig drinks, then I am going to see FANFARLO at the Old Queen’s Head in Essex Road.
ack! I didn’t realise that you weren’t at work, Kate, I just sent you an email.
Sorry, I can’t go out tonight, Mark, I’m just too ill.
Have four minutes left on the web cafe... there is a rolling walking thread on here somewhere, I think. If there’s not, there should be.
morning! god i am SO LAZY, i had to get out of bed three times this morning before i was finally able to stay out. this is not as lazy as saturday though, when i got up at FOUR THIRTY PM then promptly went to sleep on the sofa... to be fair i may have an excuse for saturday bc friday night was AWESOME, me and t had a wicked girly dancey drunkey night at popstarz and LOVED the long blondes and hugged someone i probably shouldn’t and got home at oh i don’t know, stupid o’clock. i made a Mystery Injury to my left hand. yesterday had lunch with the newlyweds and nobody’s prawn and the russian then went for a constitutional around downs park (studiously avoiding the plentiful dogshit) and THEN ended up playing trivial pursuit and drinking cocktails all night. hurrah! and me and the russian WON! against the newlyweds! how??
I could easily have been Emsk. Everyone at her party has had the killer death lurgy. I’m going to blame O’Farrel, I could have sworn he was hiding a sneezing chicken.
i have realised i was heading for the lurgee all day the saturday of the party though. at the time i thought the swallowy throat was aftereffects of poptimism—too much shouting and laughing—but realised when i went to bed sunday morning it was the beginning of the edl. but WHO DID I GET IT FROM??
I WAS NOT AT EMSK’S PARTY!!! I DID NOT GET IT FROM HER!!!
But Emsk was at curry eating.
I’m going to blame O’Farrell, I could have sworn he was hiding a sneezing chicken.
So that’s where I left Camilla! You bastards ate her, didn’t you?
Whoa, what happened? I go offline for a few days, and nuclear meltdown? Hah, at least no one can say it’s my fault this time.
Um, you would think, wouldn’t you...(see link Gerry posted up there)
Yup, I’m here. Parents are fine thanks.
Has everyone been lost to that kittens thread then?
Did they (police/insurance company) find the lorry driver?
Nope. Not even heard anymore from the police. They don’t give a fuck.
What about the insurance company? Also, keep pointing out to the police that you want to press charges and they might be a bit more motivated. They aren’t going to give a fuck because they’ve got other things to be going on with and a “victimless” crime is probably a bit far down their list of priorities, unless you make them do something about it, which you’ve every right to do.
My mum and dad can’t be bothered with the “hassle” of hassling them. They say the police or the insurance company can’t do anything and I can’t persuade them otherwise.
They just want to put it all behind them. If I even raise the subject of them doing anything about it they just moan and say go away.
Morning there. Kerr, is there any way you can hassle on their behalf?
Hi everyone! I have mostly recovered from my illness, all that’s left is a tickly throaty cough which is more irritating than painful. I’ve got some cough mixture from Boots and I’m sure it’ll sort itself out in a month or 2.
So, sandbox again! Did you all see that cuffufle on the other thread? I hate it when ILX starts arguing with itself, it all seems so undignified.
I am hungover. I have learnt an important lesson: The solution to not having one’s card accepted in a pub when the order’s under £10 is NOT to order a double whisky as well. It is to NOT BUY DRINKS. Speshly on a Monday evening.
So the gig was good, then!
I had a very good time David. It is only this morning that I am having a bad time!
yes, the only disappointment was that Emsk wasn’t able to make it along with her nummy pancakes she told me that she was cooking in a txt I got from her when I was on the bus up to London. Mind you, she was working to a tight schedule as she was on her way to Koko to see Larrikin Love. Were they good, Emsk? Nobody’s Prawn, YMOF and I enjoyed ourselves. I have a CD of Fanfarlo’s new single to listen to later.
They aren’t going to give a fuck because they’ve got other things to be going on with and a “victimless” crime is probably a bit far down their list of priorities
yeah, seriously. the spanish trapezist got threatened by a guy trying to hit her with an iron bar through his car window while she was cycling up cambridge heath rd the other day. must be cameras *everywhere* but obv the police aren’t interested as she wasn’t hurt or killed. not even a crime ref number. it really sounds like it might be worth chasing the insurance co—and apart from anything else, this fucker is going to keep driving like that if no one stops him, and who says the people in the next car he broadsides will be so lucky?
Emsk wasn’t able to make it along with her nummy pancakes she told me that she was cooking in a txt I got from her
omg they were SO GOOD (ARE so good, there are lots in the fridge if anyone wants to pop round). they are these—http://www.astray.com/recipes/?show=Parsnip-potato%20pancakes
Larrikin Love. Were they good, Emsk?
larrikin love were actually a lot of fun. it was a proper Kids’ Gig, y’know, everyone chucks their beer in the air when the band come on (we were safe up on the first balcony, phew), they crowdsurf at the mere sight of an electric guitar, the band come on in cheesy outfits for their last encore. but yeah, i liked them. i liked how they started out like a gypsy band then turned into a samba band at the end. i like that they have a violin and a cello but use them to make this raggedy noise, and i like their stage props: two goats, a hawk and a shark. tiny dancers, on the other hand, who were supporting, were appalling.
Those pancakes look OTM, emsk.
yes, i am planning my meals by looking in my fridge and googling what i find. it’s good!
Pancakes, mmmmm. Though I’ve not had much of an appetite lately, stupid flu thing. I feel like crap today—realised this is down to not having any Lemsip so I am rectifying that now.
And I’m still having a lot of trouble getting used to my new prescription. Things far away look GRATE, super clear and crisp and almost disconsertingly so (like in those “objects in mirror may be closer than they appear” mirrors) but close up I am having a lot of trouble focusing mine eyes on the same thing, and when I do, even flat things look kind of 3-dimensional like mine eyes are doing those magic things that Emsk loves.
Got a lot of reading done yesterday, though. Finally finished “The Gentleman’s Daughter”, which was delightful. A good balance between academic theory and characterisation—these 18th Century womens’ personalities really shone through. And got about halfway through Alain de Botton’s “The Architecture of Happiness” which is just Katepr0n from end to end as I knew it would be.
This morning’s Metro headline made me nearly spit blood. I was tempted to start a thread asking “Lifestyle Abortion? WTF is a Lifestyle Abortion?!?!??!” but thought that would be just asking for trouble and flamewars on nu-ILX. :-(
It sounds like “how to belittle a situation that does not involve the person making the description” to me. xpost
Eh, see the Metro article made no reference to cosmetic surgery being banned as well. It pointed out the hypocrisy in removing abortions but allowing cosmetic surgery... though how the fuck is womens reproductive choices... “lifestyle”!? I mean, WTF? In that women should actually be “allowed” to have one? I’m incoherent with sputterance over this.
nothing in “metro” ever makes any sense at all.
Yeah, I saw that metro thing too. Gross.
I tried listening to Clipse on the tube today to try to rectify my mood, but it just made me feel more tense. Back to the new sloan then, which sort of did the trick (not quite all the way, tho).
I knew I should not have picked it up. It was on the floor and everything. But the woman opposite me had one on her lap, and I couldn’t see that headline and not read it.
I should have stuck with the Elizabethan Secret Service but it’s oddly dry and academic for what should be an utterly intriguing (ha ha) subject.
New Sloan functions as topical anti-depressant. it is great that way.
Yep, but I’ve been relying on it too much, and am testing its powers. I’m gonna need to find something new soon (not an easy proposition).
I went through all mine old CDs last night!
Things I’d forgotten I had, even though I didn’t buy them too long ago. It’s funny the things that wear off. (Nathan Fake, Appliance) and the things that don’t. (Espers, the Dandy Warhols)
I think that Welcome to the Monkey House is my ultimate musical anti-depressant. There is no way to be miserable listening to that album. Also, god, I had forgotten how much I shamelessly ripped off this album for early Shimuras stuff.
WOO-WOO! yeah. I am a scientist. I CAN LIVE ON SCIENCE ALONE-UH!!!
I keep clicking on that face of war thread and getting depressed.
Where do all the hott single people go on Valentine’s night?
Home, to bed, to drink themselves into oblivion.
Oh wait, no, that’s just me. ;-)
(insert your own comments about there being no universe where I would be considered hott.)
Aren’t we doing Nobody’s Prawn’s let’s menace any couple stupid enough to be in love in camden pub crawl?
I think I’m still too ill with lurgy to handle Camden. Or V-D. Let others have VD, it’s not for me.
giggle
it asounds like metro might be getting wound up over the right part of it (ie cosmetic-for-vanity-surgery banned—who gives a fuck; abortions banned—er quite important) but just being incoherent about it.
Welcome to the Monkey House is my ultimate musical anti-depressant. There is no way to be miserable listening to that album
oh god, that album totally makes me miserable. because it is so BORING!
vd pubcrawl is being altered as nobody’s prawn and i are both too skint. to go pubcrawling. eh h, what are plans now?
HIS GIRL FRIDAY
Getting battered to the drug of my choice isn’t a bad plan, actually. Might be fun. Ooooh, I’ve got Aguirre to watch, I might do that.
Or I might just buy loads of roses and give them out to single people in town. Maybe put my phone number round it. That could work!
i want to go hunting winehouse and fielding :(
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Fieldings have had those funny noses for hundreds of years!
Anyway, he’s not for you, Emsk, he’s shagging Courtney Love now. Or was at least.
no!
he totally looks like he’s trying to be andy 80smbd there:
ew no i don’t want to do him. far too skinny for a start. just HUNT him! and amy! i don’t want to do her either, i just want to go drinking with her.
We could have a veggy food, wine and boosh evening at mine?
They’re tryin’ to make me go to Camden, I say NO!!! NO!!! NOOOOOO!!!!
x-post, that sounds like something I would be up for! Even though it’s probably you that gave me the dreaded lurgy. Can we watch Black Books, too, since I don’t perve over Boosh? Bernard Black can be my bloody valentine.
I would have to tidy my flat, which would be a good thing.
This sounds like a plan!
Anyway, what am I doing mucking about on teh web? I should be ripping MP3s for Ver Payne SisX0rs.
(can you shot me mp3 too please?)
Someone on ILX (Michael Jones perhaps?) caught him!
He has shifty eyes, I do not like him. (Fielding)
OK, just remember NO SHARING, Emsk, these are embargoed until they are properly mixed.
do you still want to do mixdown at mine? I am away for the next few weekends, but I can give you keys.
Let us finish recording first! We are going to try to do another session before ver Payne SisX0rs go to India, but then in March perhaps some proper mixing at yours would be good.
I’d like to be around, so I could watch and learn, but it is yours whenever.
No, that’s fine—I would actually rather you were around, as another pair of ears is always good. (“Did you hear that pop?” “What pop?” etc.) Especially someone who is not on the recordings and trying to play up/down their own sounds.
great, I can say things like ‘there is two much flutter on your bottom’.
::slaps Ed::
You impertinent engineer!
Blame Flanders and Swann.
All this recording and mixing (and slapping)! I’ve gotta remember to make you a cd of individual tracks of “piece of me”, K8. Unless all this new action on the SC front (good thing) makes you forget about collabos (bad thing).
No, no, I have not forgotten!
Nice. I’ll have you know that yr tune is always stuck in my head.
Ha ha, good! That is revenge for Uh-Oh, then.
Damn, listening to MP3s at work is making me realise all the stupid P’s and B’s I did not manage to edit out. MUST. USE. POP. SHIELD.
I always do now, but forgot to in the last sessions, and had to edit them all out by hand, which was PAINSTAKING.
yay have consulted w n’s p and she is also up for food, booze and boosh at ed’s. she is watching the um f*tb*l first tho.
Hang on is this tonight or tomorrow? I thought the fussball was tonight.
(but I was wrong, as ten-seconds googling reveals)
is tonight VD? It is not. (Thank fuck.)
Mein gott, I made this curry during the worst of my flu, when I had no sense of smell or taste. My god, it is hotter than I thought it was. Yum.
Everybody’s gathering round to watch boosh and eat curry? Bah, if there’s a bright center to the universe, I’m in the town that it’s farthest from.
I need:
a) an inflatable FP to sit at my desk and make it look like I’m awake and alert.
b) a nap.
FP, I could do with one of those, too. Bah.
I am EXTRA SPECIAL EXCITED!!! because I’ve just confirmed that the special mystery harmony singer at the gig on the 3rd March will be SANDE FROM THE MEMORY MACHINE!!! Still trying to hammer out details, but she’s up for it.
So looks like the line-up will be:
-K8 on laptop and guitar and vocals
-Frances “Doom” Morgan on synths and drones
-Sande on vocals
Are you sure you won’t be joining us on some drone Mandolin, then, Ed?
Let me strum a little on that. (No pickup btw).
holy shit.
The thought of being on stage with hott girls appeals but at the same time I fear my own inadequacy.
Yeah, holy shit! This is going to be awesome! Memory Curves! Shimura Machine!
Ed, you can just be mic-ed. If you are feeling insecure about your playing, then just move away from the mic. Honestly, all my songs are based on drones. No more than two chords on any of them. It is not hard.
SC back back back?? Wow and, indeed, yay!
With all the changes in personnel, ppl from other bands etc, you should prepare a Pete Frame-style Rock Family Tree!
Meep! Full name! Googlexposed! Oh noes! Ah, never mind.
— OleM (...), December 22nd, 2006 12:55 PM.
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Name some chords and I will answer you by the end of the week.
1—Dm
2—G and C
3—errr, actually I’m not sure what note that is
4—D I think
5—A
6—Err, don’t know but chances are it’s D
7—D again, yup
8—G and F natural but don’t worry about it
So, basically, the only notes you really need are D and G and occasionally A.
And people say I’m not drone.
I’m listening to Spiritualized Live Albert Hall thingy for the 1st time in years today. I’d forgotten how much fun the wailing harmonica is/was.
Ed—do it! (You must wear a cape)
I wonder if I can grow a roy wood style beard by then.
get a stick-on one
Only if I can get stick-on sideburns!
Beards and capes, this sounds like Kerr’s dream band. :-)
It is that time of the afternoon, when I need coffee and hott boys.
That is possibly the most ginger I have ever seen Benjamin look. Even his eyebrows look ginger. K-rowr.
DIE, PhD, DIE!
Blimey, reasons never to go into higher education—nuclear holocaust in 100 posts.
Right now, I am hating the users. They are a bunch of idiots.
Can’t work. Have to work. Can’t work. Have to work. Can’t work. Hate it all. Have to work. Can’t concentrate. Too much to do. Can’t write a sentence. Hate that last sentence. Can’t work. Have to work. Can’t work. Have to work. Have a day off. You just had FOUR days off. Have to work. Can’t work.
Drink some more coffee. take some speed. Do whatever it takes to get focused. Don’t worry about the beginning or the end, just start in the middle. Write, churn, until you get going, you can always edit out the bad stuff.
Lookit my pedals, lookit lookit lookit...
I need to get a new chorus pedal. I’ve tried asking on TSM board but they’re not being very helpful. I suppose I might just end up with some crappy Boss chorus just coz I have the ultimate power supply. I’ve decided that Chorus is urgent and key for all shoegazing.