Day 2 - Your Least Favourite Song.
A little easier perhaps? Everyone must really hate one song - and I am no exception. Try as I might, I can't like every song ever written. It just isn't possible. But the songs I really don't like, I really don't like for a variety of reasons.
Song that irritates me the most. Song numero uno on the top 5 least favourite songs.
Hey Mickey - Toni Basil
A song that makes me feel crap, by reminding me of things I don't necessarily want to be reminded of.
I Hate To Say I Told You So - The Hives
Other songs that just get my goat up;
Because Mick Hucknall scares me: Fairground - Simply Red
Because it's been overplayed (damn you Glee!): Don't Stop Believing - Journey
Because it steals almost its entire sound from Calvin Harris: Yeah 3x - Chris Brown
I'm off to thinking of songs that make me happy. It's going to be tough to narrow down that list!
Monday 27 June 2011
Monday 13 June 2011
30 Day song challenge (or why I think lists suck)
There's this thing blowing around Facebook and Tumblr at the moment. The 30 day song challenge. A different song a day to fit in to a different category. Similar to the 30 day movie challenge that I previously attempted (and failed miserably at).
The problem I have with these lists is that they always try to include the question 'What is your favourite (song/movie/band - delete as applicable). How can you ever define your favourite?
Perhaps it's just me, maybe I'm fickle. There are so many factors in choosing a favourite of anything and it changes from day to day. If I'm in a good mood then I want to listen to ska or watch Disney animations. If I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself it's all singer songwriters and indie films. Some days you just want to lay on the sofa and have a Come Dine With Me marathon.
I've tried a few times to make these lists but every time things change. Maybe I should do 5 options for each selection. The 150 film/song challenge.
I still think I would struggle.
Let's give it a go....
Day 1 - Your Favourite Song
(in no particular order)
* Elvis Costello - Alison
* The Pixies - Here Comes Your Man
* Alkaline Trio - Clavicle
* Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun
*Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades
These are just my favourite songs today. Tomorrow they might be something different entirely.
All I'm asking is that, occasionally, people ask for 5 or 10 instead of requesting a specific favourite. Sometimes it just isn't possible!
The problem I have with these lists is that they always try to include the question 'What is your favourite (song/movie/band - delete as applicable). How can you ever define your favourite?
Perhaps it's just me, maybe I'm fickle. There are so many factors in choosing a favourite of anything and it changes from day to day. If I'm in a good mood then I want to listen to ska or watch Disney animations. If I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself it's all singer songwriters and indie films. Some days you just want to lay on the sofa and have a Come Dine With Me marathon.
I've tried a few times to make these lists but every time things change. Maybe I should do 5 options for each selection. The 150 film/song challenge.
I still think I would struggle.
Let's give it a go....
Day 1 - Your Favourite Song
(in no particular order)
* Elvis Costello - Alison
* The Pixies - Here Comes Your Man
* Alkaline Trio - Clavicle
* Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun
*Brand New - Sic Transit Gloria... Glory Fades
These are just my favourite songs today. Tomorrow they might be something different entirely.
All I'm asking is that, occasionally, people ask for 5 or 10 instead of requesting a specific favourite. Sometimes it just isn't possible!
Wednesday 2 March 2011
The Death of the Record Store
I love record stores. In the same way that I love libraries, wandering around the racks, talking to the staff, getting recommendations, finding great albums I remember my parents playing to me, back catalogue releases by bands I adore.
It's another one of those places where I can zone out completely and spend hours flicking through thousands of CDs and records. I love record stores so much I got a Christmas temp job in one after Uni. I had visions of getting up every day and going to work at Empire Records
It didn't work out that way. When I worked in a record store there was so much focus on DVDs and Gaming, CDs were falling by the wayside. That was almost 4 years ago. Last week I went in to my local HMV, in Islington, and the changes in there made it virtually unrecognisable from the record stores I remember from when I was a teenager, spending all my wages from my weekend jobs on my, now extensive, CD collection. The CD racks were reduced to approximately 10 racks squeezed down the side of the store, the majority of the floor was taken up with 'technology', iPods, iPads, speakers, headphones. There were quite a few racks of DVDs too, what seemed like more than double the CD area.
I get why this is happening, I understand that I'm old school and very few people buy CDs, let alone vinyl, but does that mean I can't mourn the demise of the record store?
I'm lucky enough to live in central London, I can walk to Rough Trade, there is a massive HMV just one bus ride away from my house, I can get the CDs and Vinyls I want to add to my collection, but what about the future generations? I believe there are many teenagers like me, out there in small towns, wanting music. Wanting to flick through inserts, feel the weight of vinyl in their hands. People who have to wait days or weeks for a package from Amazon (other online retailers are available!).
I wish there were more independent record stores out there and, although I understand why people are downloading and using online retailers, I hope that there are enough people out there like me who can keep those record stores, independent or chain, open.
I would hate to see the day that 'physical' music ceased to exist.
This week I have mainly been listening to Bright Eyes - The People's Key
It's another one of those places where I can zone out completely and spend hours flicking through thousands of CDs and records. I love record stores so much I got a Christmas temp job in one after Uni. I had visions of getting up every day and going to work at Empire Records
It didn't work out that way. When I worked in a record store there was so much focus on DVDs and Gaming, CDs were falling by the wayside. That was almost 4 years ago. Last week I went in to my local HMV, in Islington, and the changes in there made it virtually unrecognisable from the record stores I remember from when I was a teenager, spending all my wages from my weekend jobs on my, now extensive, CD collection. The CD racks were reduced to approximately 10 racks squeezed down the side of the store, the majority of the floor was taken up with 'technology', iPods, iPads, speakers, headphones. There were quite a few racks of DVDs too, what seemed like more than double the CD area.
I get why this is happening, I understand that I'm old school and very few people buy CDs, let alone vinyl, but does that mean I can't mourn the demise of the record store?
I'm lucky enough to live in central London, I can walk to Rough Trade, there is a massive HMV just one bus ride away from my house, I can get the CDs and Vinyls I want to add to my collection, but what about the future generations? I believe there are many teenagers like me, out there in small towns, wanting music. Wanting to flick through inserts, feel the weight of vinyl in their hands. People who have to wait days or weeks for a package from Amazon (other online retailers are available!).
I wish there were more independent record stores out there and, although I understand why people are downloading and using online retailers, I hope that there are enough people out there like me who can keep those record stores, independent or chain, open.
I would hate to see the day that 'physical' music ceased to exist.
This week I have mainly been listening to Bright Eyes - The People's Key
Saturday 5 February 2011
Why I spent my Saturday at the library
I love the library, prior to my accidental deleting of this blog there was more than one post about how the library was one of my favourite places. My purse contains library cards for a variety of towns and cities; Borehamwood, where I grew up, Shoreditch, where I currently live, High Wycombe, where I studied at university, St Albans, where I took my A levels. School libraries, art libraries, local libraries, no matter what one you visit they all have the same purpose. To encourage people to read, to educate themselves. Whether you are escaping in the pages of the latest blockbuster, looking at picture books with children, searching through history books, researching past lives. There are books for everyone.
When I moved in to central London one of the first things I did was to find my local library. I'll admit it did take me 6 months to actually get down and signed up, but in that time I did not stop reading. I just didn't have time, whilst settling in to my new life, to get to the library and fill out the necessary forms. As soon as I did I got myself in to a Sunday ritual, similar to the Monday ritual I had at home, to go to the library every couple of weeks and pick up a few books to keep myself entertained. Classics, modern fiction, short stories, poetry, easy reads. I wasn't fussy. As long as at least one of the books challenged me as a reader.
It's because of this, I feel today was an important day for myself, as a reader, for all the other readers out there, future book lovers and local communities. Today was a national day to 'protest' in the most peaceful way (well it is a library!) about potential closures of a large number of libraries across the UK (more info can be found here)
My local library, as far as I know, is not at threat from these closures, however, this does not mean it isn't important for people to show how they utilise and need the library. I did this by visiting my library, I got out 5 books (list below for those who are curious!) and I sat in the library for over an hour having my own personal 'read-in'. When I was checking out my books I asked the two young men behind the counter about the day, had they seen an increase in library users? Did they know of any planned events at this branch? What did they think of the day? I was a little shocked to find that not only did they know nothing about the day but that they were quite flippant in their feelings towards it. One went as far as to say 'I only work weekends, if the library closes I'll just get a bar job or something'. I was quite shocked by this, mainly because this campaign is well publicised but also, because I can't imagine communities without libraries.
I am a vocal library supporter, not just as a library user, but because I remember how fun it was when I was younger to go to the library, to explore the shelves and find a little pile of books that I could take on family holidays, that I could sit in my room and read on rainy days. The library helped shape me as a reader. My parents bought me books, I was a privileged child, but I used to consider it a treat to go to the library and choose books for myself, to take a book I loved from my house and go to the library and read everything else that author had ever written. Be it Judy Blume or Sue Townsend, these books were the gateways to an alternative lifestyle. These were the books that got me started as a reader.
I went and protested today for myself and for my children. I would hate to think that in 10 years from now, or whenever I have children of my own, I won't be able to take my kids to a local library to choose books that they want to read, to learn about different cultures, to rely on more than the internet for homework. I would hate to think that future generations will know the Chronicles of Narnia as a set of films (especially as they didn't start the latest adaptations by making The Magician's Nephew, but that's a post for another day!), that they will not go on, as young adults, to appreciate some of my favourite books. They will not know about JD Salinger, F Scott Fitzgerald, the Bronte sisters, Hemingway, Kerouac. I could spend all day listing truly great writers here.
I can only hope that my small protest was a big enough cog in the greater machine and hopefully something will be done to stop libraries closing. Not just for book lovers like myself but for people all over the UK that want to learn, want to read and want to escape.
Perhaps no place in any community is so totally democratic as the town library. The only entrance requirement is interest. - Lady Bird Johnson
EDIT: I forgot to add my list of books!!
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest - Ken Kesey
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Six Other Stories - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Fairy Tales - Andersen
The White Tiger - Aravina Adiga
A Year of Full Moons - Madelyn Arnold
Follow my #savelibraries journey on Twitter
Follow the national effort here
Alternatively show your support for joining the event on Facebook
Edited on February 5 (Grammar clean up. Still not great but reads better than the original post)
When I moved in to central London one of the first things I did was to find my local library. I'll admit it did take me 6 months to actually get down and signed up, but in that time I did not stop reading. I just didn't have time, whilst settling in to my new life, to get to the library and fill out the necessary forms. As soon as I did I got myself in to a Sunday ritual, similar to the Monday ritual I had at home, to go to the library every couple of weeks and pick up a few books to keep myself entertained. Classics, modern fiction, short stories, poetry, easy reads. I wasn't fussy. As long as at least one of the books challenged me as a reader.
It's because of this, I feel today was an important day for myself, as a reader, for all the other readers out there, future book lovers and local communities. Today was a national day to 'protest' in the most peaceful way (well it is a library!) about potential closures of a large number of libraries across the UK (more info can be found here)
My local library, as far as I know, is not at threat from these closures, however, this does not mean it isn't important for people to show how they utilise and need the library. I did this by visiting my library, I got out 5 books (list below for those who are curious!) and I sat in the library for over an hour having my own personal 'read-in'. When I was checking out my books I asked the two young men behind the counter about the day, had they seen an increase in library users? Did they know of any planned events at this branch? What did they think of the day? I was a little shocked to find that not only did they know nothing about the day but that they were quite flippant in their feelings towards it. One went as far as to say 'I only work weekends, if the library closes I'll just get a bar job or something'. I was quite shocked by this, mainly because this campaign is well publicised but also, because I can't imagine communities without libraries.
I am a vocal library supporter, not just as a library user, but because I remember how fun it was when I was younger to go to the library, to explore the shelves and find a little pile of books that I could take on family holidays, that I could sit in my room and read on rainy days. The library helped shape me as a reader. My parents bought me books, I was a privileged child, but I used to consider it a treat to go to the library and choose books for myself, to take a book I loved from my house and go to the library and read everything else that author had ever written. Be it Judy Blume or Sue Townsend, these books were the gateways to an alternative lifestyle. These were the books that got me started as a reader.
I went and protested today for myself and for my children. I would hate to think that in 10 years from now, or whenever I have children of my own, I won't be able to take my kids to a local library to choose books that they want to read, to learn about different cultures, to rely on more than the internet for homework. I would hate to think that future generations will know the Chronicles of Narnia as a set of films (especially as they didn't start the latest adaptations by making The Magician's Nephew, but that's a post for another day!), that they will not go on, as young adults, to appreciate some of my favourite books. They will not know about JD Salinger, F Scott Fitzgerald, the Bronte sisters, Hemingway, Kerouac. I could spend all day listing truly great writers here.
I can only hope that my small protest was a big enough cog in the greater machine and hopefully something will be done to stop libraries closing. Not just for book lovers like myself but for people all over the UK that want to learn, want to read and want to escape.
Perhaps no place in any community is so totally democratic as the town library. The only entrance requirement is interest. - Lady Bird Johnson
EDIT: I forgot to add my list of books!!
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest - Ken Kesey
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and Six Other Stories - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Fairy Tales - Andersen
The White Tiger - Aravina Adiga
A Year of Full Moons - Madelyn Arnold
Follow my #savelibraries journey on Twitter
Follow the national effort here
Alternatively show your support for joining the event on Facebook
Edited on February 5 (Grammar clean up. Still not great but reads better than the original post)
Sunday 30 January 2011
Getting Started
The only thing holding me back is myself. I'm fully aware of this, yet every time I start to write I'm very quick to delete it and move on. I seem to have a phobia of getting started. I have 100s of ideas in my head of what I want to write about, I have a notebook full of scribbled ideas for characters, plot lines, ideologies, full sentences waiting to be slotted in to my story however I just can't get myself to get them down on paper (electronic or old fashioned!)
I'm thinking about taking an evening class in creative writing, somewhere that can help me develop my ideas, form sensible sentences and maybe, one day, finish a piece of writing.
2011 is the year of change so why don't I stop being a scaredy cat and commit to my writing, perhaps even show it to someone. Finished or otherwise.
I'll let you know how successful I am.
I'm thinking about taking an evening class in creative writing, somewhere that can help me develop my ideas, form sensible sentences and maybe, one day, finish a piece of writing.
2011 is the year of change so why don't I stop being a scaredy cat and commit to my writing, perhaps even show it to someone. Finished or otherwise.
I'll let you know how successful I am.
Whoops!
I shouldn't be allowed to tidy things up. Instead of deleting the gazillion drafts of blog posts that never got published, I managed to delete everything I had ever posted in this blog.
Oh well, new year new start and all that jazz.
Oh well, new year new start and all that jazz.
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