Shh
September 7th, 2010
We were at the eels gig on Saturday night at the Manchester academy. A fine gig I might add with E and the band in fine form. We did however, experience one of the many things that irritate me at gigs. There are a lot of things that irritate at gigs and I assume these are general gripes such as tall people standing in front of you, sweaty people touching you, over priced band merchandise and Scandinavian prices for beer. These are part and parcel of the gig going experience.
One thing that is getting more irritating as I get older though is talking at gigs. I don’t mean shouting in-between songs or even saying something to your mates. I mean stood there chatting like you’re in the pub completely oblivious to the fact there is a hush over the crowd as a softly played song is performed. If your disinterested in the artist then fuck off to the bar.
Seriously, it’s not cheap to see a band live these days and that is one of the consequences of downloading music, legal or otherwise. In the twenty first century it is the touring which makes the artist the money and I accept that.
Eels tickets were I think £20 each plus booking fee(another rant for another day) so almost £50 for the two of us. That’s a lot of money. If you paid that to go to the theatre you wouldn’t stand some fucking moron behind you talking throughout. So why do we put up with it at gigs. Who are these people?
Maybe I’m noticing it more as I’m getting older and the bands I am going to see are quieter. In 1992 I saw napalm death, in 2010 I saw the low anthem, who it has to be said had an impeccably behaved crowd. You could hear a pin drop. There isn’t this problem at classical concerts. You have paid to hear someone perform, let them perform and listen to the music. I’m pretty sure Damien Rice stopped a gig once because people were talking. Now I’m not a big fan of his music but I can understand his frustration, he pays a lot of attention to detail and his songs are quite emotional. If all he can hear is some berk going on about the mpg of his new Beemer you’d get frustrated.
I recently got the new big star box set and on the last disc there is a live concert recorded from around 1974/5 in the background you can hear people talking. All the way through, completely disinterested in this legendary band performing. So it’s not a new thing, just something I don’t think we need to put up with.
Eels last Saturday night, I didn’t film this by the way.
The Unwanted
July 17th, 2010
Thought that I would point everyone in the direction of a piece by Joe Sacco in todays Guardian. A tale of African refugees in Malta, a frank and honest piece. I love Joe Sacco’s work, my favourite is Palestine which I thought was fantastic. Have read of his latest and then search out more:
Joe Sacco
Ghostly toilet
July 7th, 2010
Hipstamatic and creepy buildings are a good match.
The long road
July 5th, 2010
I took this on the way home yesterday with the hipstamatic app on the iPhone. It’s a little addictive.
Calendar
July 2nd, 2010
Just found a room in the back with a nineteen year old calendar on the wall! Obviously somebodies hidey hole at some point.
May 1991
Computer age
July 2nd, 2010
I have inherited an iPhone 3G after Shelley obtained the fried gold which is the iPhone 4 this week. I can even post to my blog via my phone which is a vast technological leap forward for me as up to recently my phone was over 4 years old. Testing out the blogging app by uploading a pic of me this week as I inadvertently took a White shirt and red tie to work. It took me ages to realise I looked like Shaun from shaun o the dead. I didn’t however have red on me.
Unbelievable
June 1st, 2010
The World Cup is almost upon us and although I have let the football bug slip for the last few years mainly due to a disgust about the amount of money involved I am looking forward to watching the tournament. There always seems to be an increase in nationalism and patriotism when the world cup is on, an exaggerated sense of rivalry that is all part of the tournament. This year however there seems to be more than the average xenophobia kicking in and plain outright racism through the media and facebook groups. I’d been struck recently by the amount of acquaintances on facebook who had been inviting me to such groups like “they don’t like our flags but they like our benefits”. First I was struck by the fact that they had invited me to an “I’m not racist but…” group that they probably didn’t know me very well and that I really need to distance myself from some people. I never really thought much else about it until I spotted this in the paper.
Driver orders toddler off bus for wearing ‘offensive’ England football shirt
This story struck me last week. It was in the Daily Mail although I’ll admit to not reading it there but repeated in the equally awful Metro paper which was sitting in the canteen. I read the piece about a woman and her Toddler wearing an England shirt who was accosted by the bus driver with an Eastern European accent who said he found the shirt offensive. Apparently his exact words were “I find that really offensive. You should dress your family in less offensive clothes.” Because that’s how evil Eastern European bus drivers speak. I read it and thought, that didn’t happen, she has just made that up, I genuinely couldn’t believe that they had printed that as a story. Today I found the investigation by the bus company and they have released a statement:
It didn’t happen! When I read it I knew it didn’t happen but thick fucks will read that and believe it as can be seen by the comments on the piece. The worst that could have happened is that the evil Eastern European bus driver made a joke that was lost on its recipient(not sure how that could happen she looks pretty sharp). What galls me is the media is actively encouraging hatred towards immigrants and is in reality inciting racial hatred. Why is it they can get away with printing this shit and not have to prove the story was true.
There is no ban on England flags to get all riled up about, call it a hoax campaign or even moral panic if you like, created by the right wing media to promote the sale of papers and to incite hatred in order to sell more papers with stories that incite hatred, and so on and so on. Also I spent a long time watching football and in all the home games and away games I went to in 15 years I was never allowed to wear a football shirt in a pub and that wasn’t the fault of evil Eastern European Bus drivers. It was because of all the fighting between rival supporters.
View from a Hill
May 17th, 2010
I was riding home the long way through Broadbottom and Charlesworth which is mostly up hill but on a day like this was worth the extra effort. I was just cruising down past Hargate Hill when I thought that days like these made it worth it. Worth riding in the rain, sleet and hail. Worth all the drivers who try and intentionally kill you and the negligent motorway maintenance trucks that always misjudge the size of the wagons and clip your elbow as they pass you. The kids that throw bricks, sticks and spit at you. Its all worth it on a day like today, the sun shining, nice breeze as you pass through the Glossop countryside heading home on May day.
Then some knobhead flew out of the Gamesley estate in his Fiesta beeped at his mate in the pub and nearly knocked me off. Back to reality.
Its a war out there and the idiots are winning.
I took this after I’d calmed down.
Manchester Music Mania vote
May 17th, 2010
An email from my Mum at Chethams School of music has pointed me in the direction of this poll to find out Manchesters favourite song of the last 5o years. The winning song will be put in a time capsule on the new building. Unfortunately I couldn’t get any one to guarantee that if I voted for the M people that all copies of the song would be buried in the ground never to be heard again so I voted for Joy Division.
New Layout
May 17th, 2010
A big thanks to Shelley for the new layout. She is Awsome.






















