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April 05 ALL GOOD THINGSI love the features of Windows Live Spaces but this place has become dead as the proverbial. I guess I'll keep it in existence but I don't really intend to keep updating it that regularly. If you are after that kind of level of updating then go to my MySpace site.
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March 29 WARPEDA lot of existence can seem cyclical. What goes around, comes around. Moods go up, then they go down. People say nice things, then they say bad. Ce la vie. It's the natural order of things. But then.........is mankind still natural? I read a while back a book by De Bono 'Teach Yourself How to Think.' De Bono's basic premise was that the mind has a tendency to veer towards the familiar so, when it comes to doing anything, the brain prefers to fall into ruts. Effectively, we do what we did yesterday because it's what we know how to do and it is easier to do it again than it is to do anything new. Rocket science not! Animals have patterns. People have patterns. However, the human animal can break cycles and patterns of behaviour and that breakage comes from the mind itself. Realisation is a powerful tool.
March 22 VILLAIN!Your results: You are Magneto
March 14 THERMOPYLAECurrent mood: contemplative
Strange stuff. Anyone who knows me, or passes through this blog, knows that I do write the odd bit of poetry. Most of my stuff is published on an internet site called poemhunter.com. For the past few months one of my pieces has been consistently receiving a significantly higher number of hits than any single work of mine. This has confused me as I don't even consider the piece, Strategos, to be one of my better works. However, the penny has recently dropped. Just the other day I happened to be in a hotel and unusually (I say unusually as I don't own one at home) was watching TV. Johnathan Ross was reviewing a new film called 300 which tells the tale of the Battle of Thermopylae, undoubtedly the most famous battle in classical history. And it was Thermopylae that was the subject of my poem Strategos. Talk about collateral interest! lol! Anyway, I shall be going to see 300 when it hits the cinemas. It looks good. And although based on historical events, the movie itself takes its inspiration for the means of portrayal directly from no less a personage than Frank Miller. Neat.
March 11 BANDAGEThanks to Eve's 'Dunc' for providing a head's up on Angel Spit . This is a pared back industrial outfit with more than a smidgen of punk influence. However, they are also a band that give an impression of having invested as much time, effort and creative ability into their marketing and image rather than musical substance. The T-shirt designs, for example, are sublime and really simplistically iconographic - and therefore hardhitting with it.
I wish I could say the same for my favourite steampunk band Abney Park . They have the tunes and the talent, and their own look, but they just are not as in your face. But maybe that's not a bad thing. Laid back tunes for laid back people. There is a lot to be said for vintage. Certainly the fashions are, personally, more appealling rather than the more chaffing materials of the fetish side of the alternative community. The only real difficulty is in getting hold of Abney Park albums in the UK. If you want to try some other steam punk you can do an awful lot worse than Vernian Process.
March 03 PIRATE QUOTESWhy join the navy when you can be a pirate? It is when they count their booty that pirates become mere thieves. Merchant and pirate were for a long period one and the same person. Even today mercantile morality is really nothing but a refinement of piratical morality.
Today I am 38. Hoist the Black Flag!
March 02 SLEEPAaarrgh! I am awake! I;m not supposed to be up for another hour at least! And I've already been awake an hour! I know that traditionally we, as human beings, are supposed to average eight hours sleep a night. For years now, though, I appear to usually be operating on six hours a night. It's pretty much become my usual pattern only extended if I've had a pint or several the evening before. Usually I'm not too bothered by that as I stay awake a bit later and then arise, refreshed for work at a usual hour. However, recently I've been a bit bored in the evenings and I've been hitting the hay earlier. That results in me rising earlier! So I find myself in the dark at 5am wondering how to kill some time before the day even starts. NO! Keep that suggestion to yourself!
March 01 'WARE THE IDESStating the obvious, it is the first of March! And it is all kind of fun! I finished work early and I've taken off the whole weekend as a long weekend in order to celebrate (or commiserate) another birthday. And the fun starts here! I've ate, drunk and been merry all day and plan to maintain that pattern right through until Monday! If that ain't a good plan I have no idea what is! Right now I'm chilling with a good movie.........can't beat it.
February 26 I WENT TO SEE A MAN ABOUT A DOGWell, actually I didn't. Between work and moving flat I've been pretty damned busy recently. So busy in fact, that work whisked me away from the cosmopolitan wonders of the glorious capital, London, to temporarily plonk me in the provincial cities of Newcastle and Leeds in no short order. Was I impressed?
Hey, I love Leeds. A great city where I lived and worked for a while, just at the tail end of it's great Goth heyday. Now it's even more thriving and bustling. Not totally sure I want to live there though. Work also got me to the heart of Geordieland - Newcastle upon Tyne. It's the first time I've actually spent any time in the city. I'd passed through a few years back doing some research work that had taken me along Hadrian's Wall and into deepest darkest rural Northumbria. This time I stayed in the city, catching the tail end of the Chinese New Year festivities. I even managed a quick tour taking in the Gateshead Millennium Bridge (which is absolutely fantastic and makes the London Millenium Bridge look quite crap really) and the old castle (albeit technically the 'new' castle which lends it's name to the city - the Normans built a few 'new castles' across Britain and Ireland. You even get some on the continental mainland - Neuchatel for example). Anyway I digress. It's been years since I've had a bottle of Newcastle Brown Ale. Being in a watering hole I spied a bottle and, being wise to the cultural subtleties, I order it and a half pint glass even using the correct nomenclature (Newcastle Brown Ale being affectionately called a 'bottle of dog' for reasons I must google at a later date). I'm in the process of pouring from bottle to glass when one of the people I was meeting says 'I can tell you not from around here. Only tourists drink that stuff!' Talk about crestfallen. I thought it would be like drinking Murphys in Cork but, alas, no. Modern marketing has a lot to answer for. Current mood: February 16 SECOND WINDCurrent mood: contemplative
Lo and behold. Another day, another dollar and back on line! Just moved flat and have finally got sorted to get back onto the World Wide Web. My first blog post for a while. A lot has happened and it's very much a new start. Change combines sadness and joy. It is. perhaps, the natural order of things. What a world! What a world! Three cheers for the wonder of the universe! Huzzah!
January 23 ON WINE AND HASHISHCurrent mood: drained
Few things annoy me more than the pathetic thing that is peer group pressure. It is even more annoying where that pressure in being applied for no reason other than for individuals in that group to find some justification for their own weak behaviour. And more often than not it is the 'pushing' of intoxicants that are the subject of the pressure. My take is simple. I am old enough and confident enough to know my own mind. If I say no to something, I mean no. If I say yes, I mean yes. When it comes to intoxicants I very much share the views of Charles Baudelaire in his opus 'On Wine and Hashish.' Baudelaire makes a distinction between wine and drugs. Wine elevates the will, drugs annihilate it. Wine is social, drugs are isolating. Does this make me sound like a puritanical prima donna? I trust not. Barbereau sums it all up well. "I can't understand why rational man uses artificial means to obtain spiritual bliss, since enthusiasm and will-power are sufficient to elevate him to a supernatural existence. The great poets, philosophers and prophets are beings who, through the free exercise of their will reached a state whereby they are cause and effect, subject and object, hypnotist and sleepwalker." If you cannot act or experience through the power of your own mind, you are not in your own mind, or your right mind.
January 21 CIVIL LIBERTIESCurrent mood: awake
I found out the other day that the tube I usually travel on, and indeed most tubes, are fitted with pretty good quality closed circuit television (CCTV). Combine that with the ones outside the office, those on the high street between the office and the tube station, those between where I live and my departure station, and those at both stations, most of my travelling life is captured in full digital colour. Is this Big Brother writ large? Only if I'm really naughty I suppose as, otherwise, do the powers that be really have the resources to watch every move of every individual? The real time maths don't bear it out. To completely monitor my movements for 24hours a day requires some poor sod, without a life, to be monitoring my sad lifeless movements 24hours a day. Then someone sad and lifeless has to monitor their sad lifeless movements too. And so on. And so on. The only real danger comes with advent of software that can do the tracking and watching instead and, while we've been going that way, the world is not there yet. However, on the subject of a surveillance society, isn't that god bloke allegedly both omnipotent and all-seeing? Isn't he supposed to always be with his followers? That requires some shit-hot surveillance capability to be able to simultaneously monitor the real-time movements (and possibly thoughts) of billions of people in this part of the multi-verse alone! Now that is what I'd call a real infringement of civil liberties and basic human rights (specifically the right to privacy). And he's supposed to be a good guy! Expect the law suits to come flooding in...........
January 19 SPARKCompletely unrelated. Interesting article on goth. Yesterday was intriguing. I, and a couple of colleagues, had been called in to help the high and the mighty of a major public sector body articulate their strategic vision for the next three years. Now, this was quite important as the vision was also linked to the organisation's budget. So, crap vision, less money. My whole team, together, probably earns less p.a. than any one of the individuals who were contributing to this 'vision' thing. Notwithstanding all the silver bullion and power suits what was completely noticeable, by it's absence, was indeed vision. This was a command and control bureaucracy run rampant and a great example of how that creates a 'don't think, can't think' mindset in people. About £170million was riding on the ability of these people to get it together. The team I was in did a sterling job. We've been given a crap pre-briefing (which served to highlight a major gap between what the boss of this organisation wanted done and what his lackeys thought he wanted), no choice over the facilities and then had to contend with a running order tampered with, ad hoc, on the day. Despite this we still delivered a quality service and product on the day. And the outcome? As an exercise the body politic failed to produce any clear cohesive shared idea of a vision (Jeez some of the participants just cold not escape from the minutiae of their day job). However, some individuals within the body cobbled together a reasonable idea of sorts. Individuals all noticeable by their difference. If a lesson was learnt here by me, it was this. Strategy is born of individuals, not groups. And someone has to take the lead.
January 17 MORE STRANGE DAYS
Still, in stranger terms, was the old friend who was recently surprised to find out I was into 'goth.' Heck, I only used to meet their business clad self from work two years ago wearing a poet's shirt, skin tights and a waistcoat and wax lyrically about my latest Clan of Xymox purchases. And they saw my CD collection. Some people were evidently paying attention. You gotta laugh!
January 14 HOW DID I MISS THAT?Yesterday was the 13th. The 13th! It all figures!!!!!!!! So today everyone is reflective and introspective. Figures indeed.
January 12 HEADS OR TAILS
Sometimes you really have to wonder whether it does come down to the simple toss of a coin. Is life good or bad? At the moment I'm effectively broke. I have a rampant chest infection which is making me cough like a beagle in Marlboro country laboratories and I'm finishing off the dregs of my very last bottle of Whyte Wych summer ale (it being the middle of winter). I've also had to raid my emergency tin of spaghetti hoops! Still. Things could be an awful lot worse. I have good tunes, good companions and more than a modicum of hope and love in my heart. I'm not glum and I'm at a age where I'm enjoying life more than ever, especially given the confidence that comes with the age I've reached and the knowledge that I can do more or less what I want to do, while trying to not harm others. The ancient Celts and Vikings, whose heritage flows in my veins, referred to this state as 'the spiritual warrior.' Such is the way of things. I am content with who and what I am. And that says a lot! What more do I really need? What more does anyone really need?
January 11 JUST CHECKING (AGAIN!)
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January 09 INTRIGUE
January 06 RELIGIOUS POETRY (MY ARSE!!!!)Purely in the interests of research I chanced unpon a 1997 volume of poetry by the esteemed Father Jack Hackett, best known as the eldest of the Parochrial Priests of Craggey Island. The volume, 'Floor Polish Nights,' contains some of Jack's finest pieces. Amid the continuing debate about the role of women in the Church, Father Jack provides a clear expression, from the point of view of his wheelchair bound self, of the reactions of many in his work 'Women of God.' Nuns! NUNS! FECK! Certainly Father Jack also celebrates what can be pleasurable in life while also demonstrating the extreme dangers of addiction in his 24 page epic poem from which this verse is extracted: 'Bottle of Whiskey/ Bottle of Floor Polish.' Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! FECKING WATER!!!? NO! DRINK! Drink! Drink! DRINK! Some critics have pointed to Father Jack's seminal piece 'A day in the life of a senile old alcoholic priest' as evidence of a repressed sexuality given the order of the words in the poem. 'A day in the life of a senile old alcoholic priest.' Drink! Feck! Arse! Girls! The brevity of this masterpiece really shows the struggle between Father Jack's vocation, his desires and his attempts to control them. Hence his turning to alcohol and derived cleaning products to blot out what may be leading him from a pure life dedicated to God. Finally, let us consider Father Jack's profound insight into religion in: Christianity "That would be an ecumenical matter Father." Here Jack summarises the struggle of the church in allowing a thousand years of prejudice to boil over when everyone should just be accepting the fact that there might be a god, there might not; and the debate over whether Jesus really was his son is a bit of red herring. Now if only everyone would accept who they are and go down the pub for a pint followed by a pint, another pint, six more pints and a bottle of whiskey before moving on to the cleaning cupboard. Of course it is noted that Father Jack, despite having the odd fag himself, never writes about smoking.
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