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Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
iPhone 3G...
My iPhone 3G turned up today so I'm playing with it at the moment. It's a bit bigger than I thought it'd be but a nice size all the same.
Update: I'm getting used to it now. Activesync working OK to got work email, calendar and contacts. Home email syncing too. Web browsing is fairly easy. YouTube is Okish. Maddeningly there's no copy/paste function though. Battery life (as with all mobile devices) is not ideal either. But it looks cool and the software is pretty easy to use. Being a techie I'd like to be able to tweak more but no doubt I'll find those 'hidden' settings soon enough.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Electric Picnic Line-up...
Stu and I are off to the Electric Picnic soon. Here's the current line-up:
Franz Ferdinand, Sigur Rós, Goldfrapp, Wilco, Underworld, Sex Pistols, The Roots, The Faint, My Bloody Valentine, Sinéad O'Connor, Elbow, The Gossip, The Herbaliser, Tiga, CSS, The Kills, Gomez, Cut Copy, Digitalism, New Young Pony Club, Cansei de Ser Sexy, Turin Brakes, The Breeders, Duffy, Chromeo, The Presets, Foals, Crystal Castles, Booka Shade, Josh Ritter, Tindersticks, Santogold, Hadouken!, The Waterboys, Grace Jones, Grinderman, Midnight Juggernauts, Teitur, Michael Franti & Spearhead, The Constantines, Faust, Candi Staton, Hercules and Love Affair, Noisettes, Joan as Police Woman, Juana Molina, Black Lips, Dan Deacon, Tinariwen, Gemma Hayes, Micah P. Hinson, Deadmau5, Silver Apples, Blitzen Trapper, Christy Moore, Hayseed Dixie, Emmy the Great, Lou Rhodes, A-Trak, Dawn Landes, Balanescu Quartet, YACHT, KÃla, School of Language, Jape, Conor Oberst, That Petrol Emotion, Joan As Policewoman, Pivot, Tartit, Cathy Davey, Absentee, Lisa Hannigan, Tobias Froberg, Carbon/Silicon, Ham Sandwich, Mark Geary, The Count & Sinden, Adrian Crowley, super extra bonus party, Dublin Gospel Choir, Lionheart Brothers, The Flaws, George Clinton & the P-funk AllStars, Kormac, Boss Volenti, captain moonlight, Large Mound, Neema, Martelo, One Day International, The Yard Dogs and Henry Rollings.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Party, Party...
At about 9pm we went to Andrew and Tim's house-warming down in Brockley. Also great fun.
More pix here.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Update: John Barrowman: The Making of Me...
Next week it's Colin Jackson's turn to be examined. I know what you're thinking but it's his sporting prowess that's being investigated not his sexuality.
Performance Listings for Duckie...
26 July - Ursula Martinez / Rasp Thorne
2 Aug - DGD*: Lucille Power / Tetraflap
9 Aug - DGD*: Stella Plumes
16 Aug - DGD*: Lambchop Magoo / Amy G
23 Aug - DGD*: Helenka
30 Aug - DGD*: Adams & Rea
6 Sept - Bearlesque / Jessica Delfino
13 Sept - Slippery Fish / Tortoise Shout
20 Sept - Dickie Beau
27 Sept - Chris Lynam
4 Oct - Buggarchops
11 Oct - Scottee
18 Oct - Jonny Woo
25 Oct - Luci Briginshaw / Richard Dedomenici
1 Nov - Villian / Bourgeois and Maurice
8 Nov - Des O’Connor
15 Nov - Paul L. Martin
22 Nov - Probe
*Duckie Goes Dykey
In August all birds get in to our disco for £3.99. All profits to Wages Due Lesbians. Chicks only on stage.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
John Barrowman: The Making of Me...
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Chaka Khan...
Chaka Khan is as mad as a box of frogs but has a great voice and packs a punch on stage. I actually enjoyed it way more than I thought I would - in no small part due to the excellent seats Darren had secured for us.
Dismissing I Feel For You and Ain’t Nobody as the two opening numbers we weren't quite sure where she was going next but she wowed us with a ninety minute set of new stuff and classics. Great voice and great show.
There was some criticism later that she sings along to her songs rather than actually sings them - but, hey, that's what see does. And she does it really well!
The full set list was:
Once You Get Started (instrumental by the band), I Feel For You, Ain’t Nobody, Stay, Do You Love What You Feel, Whatchu Gonna Do For Me, You’ve Got The Love, One For All Time, Hollywood, Tell Me Something Good, Sweet Thing, Angel, Please Pardon Me, Through The Fire, What’s Going On and two encores, I'm Every Woman and Stop On By.
Picture It. Sicily, 1923...
[Thanks Darren]
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Batman and the Plague Of Flying Ants...
Can you walk on custard?...
Monday, July 21, 2008
Down and out in Paris...
On Friday evening we did some of the early evening gay bars and ended up in the Bears' Den (dodgy stairwell 'n'all).
Unfortunately Stu fell ill on the Saturday with an upset tummy so we spent much of the day in our hotel room. I'm happy to take any questions about French Big Brother variant Secret Story at this point. More pix here.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Paris...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Top 10 Dance Records...
1. Billie Jean - Michael Jackson (1983)
2. I Feel Love - Donna Summer (1977)
3. Get Up (I Feel Like Being A) Sex Machine - James Brown (1970)
4. Strings Of Life - Rhythim Is Rhythim (1987)
5. Where Love Lives - Alison Limerick (1994)
6. Keep On Movin' - Soul II Soul (1989)
7. Can You Feel It - Fingers Inc. (1988)
8. Big Fun - Inner City (1988)
9. Theme From S'Express - S'Express (1988)
10. Key To My Happiness - The Charades (1966)
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Print Free Day...
Ladies and Gentlemen... Miss Grace Jones
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Prayers for Bobby...
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Livinia Slutford...
Livinia Slutford is a vile creation not too dissimilar to Jonathan's alter-ego The Dame Edna Experience. Self proclaimed voice of an angel / language of the devil Slutford is a transexual porn star who has started to break into the cabaret circuit. So we were treated to a heady mix of standup wit, gross-out gags and pitch perfect song mimicry. All good stuff. She knows her audience too - it was well written and topical material. One or two shades of both Tina C and Pam Ann in places perhaps but that's no bad thing. The crowd loved it.
For those expecting The Same Edna Experience weren't disappointed. For those hoping for something new have perhaps seen the start of something big in slutty Slutford.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Pringles are not crisps...
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Double Dose...
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Sick and tired (of being sick and tired)...
Monday, July 07, 2008
Gay Shame 2008...
A few snaps below. More snaps here.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Sequels...
[Thanks b3ta]
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Happy Birthday...
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday, dear Stuart,
Happy Birthday to you.
PS: There's something about that photo that always makes me laugh. Foxy!
PPS: We'll be in Comptons from 7:30pm tonight if you fancy joining us for a jar.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Gay Shame 2008... Duckie Gets Macho
Duckie Gets Macho
7 rooms - 30 stalls - 50 artists - 2,000 punters
On Gay Pride night 2008 it’s time to make men pay. Collect your wad of ‘nine bob notes’ on the door and spend them in the market place as Duckie turns consumers into real men.
Featuring dozens of interactive installations that test your masculinity.
Effeminate homosexuals will be barred and women vaguely tolerated as designer Robin Whitmore turns The Coronet into an interactive nightclub-theatre with the aesthetics of a giant mini-cab office: sticky, brown, stained, a bit pongy and distinctly lacking a feminine touch.
Tickets £15 on the door on the night or in advance in person from The Retro Bar (2 George Court, off The Strand, WC2)
Starring Amy Lamé, Justin Bond, Christopher Green, Marisa Carnesky, Scottee, Helen Plewis, Bearlesque, Timberlina, Jack, Susannah Hewlett, Hannah Eaton, Russell Harris, Charlie Pulford, Laura Bridgeman, Paola Cavallin, Dominic Johnson, Owen Parry, Andrew Mitchelson, Matthew Robins, Tim Spooner, Anthony Schrag, Pau Ros, Tom McLeod, Dicky Eton, Daniel Martin, Steven Whinnery, Brian Lobel, David Iriarte, Rachel Parry, Howard Hardiman, Nicholas Immaculate, Sue Frumin, Ella Simpson, Thom Shaw, Ryan Ormonde, Roy Kerr, Lucille Power, The Lauderettas and Miss High Leg Kick.
DJs Readers Wifes, Lush and Father Cloth play dadrock and other masculinist anthems
Dress code: Butch lesbians, straight blokes, fat darts players. No pink, no heels, no floral patterns, no humanity.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Ear Ache...
The pain was so bad it woke me up at 3am exactly and I just couldn't get back to sleep. A couple of ibuprofen helped with the pain but still didn't let me nod off again.
I'm the first to admit I do the wrong thing with my ears. I stick all sorts of things in there when I've got an itch to scratch; pencils, phone sticks, cocktail sticks, you name it. It's just the wrong thing to do of course. Sticking things in your ears compacts ear wax, can damage the ear drums, introduces foreign objects that get stuck and can, as has probably been the case with me, introduce infection. Infection leads to swelling. And I guess the swelling causes the pain.
As I was lying in bed in this what had become skull cracking pain I briefly thought about going to A&E (drama queen). Then I thought maybe I wait until the morning and bowl up at the doctors' surgery. By 5am I'd scaled back my ambitions to a simple trip to Boots the chemist on the way into work.
Eventually I dragged myself out of bed feeling dog tired and proceeded to do the one thing I really shouldn't have done. My only defence is that I was really tired. I stupidly decided to poke around my painful ear with a cotton bud. My thinking being I couldn't make things worse and I might actually get the infection out (ok I was really tired so not thinking straight). How wrong I was. As soon as I stuck the cotton bud in I howled with pain and hopped around the bathroom. What an idiot. That really hurt. My ear was now throbbing. Throbbing and angry. Waiting for me to make my next move.
As I was throwing the cotton bud away I noticed it was soaked in an aqueous black gunge. Yuk. So there was something in my ear I thought. Against all reason I decided I has to get it out by hook or by crook. Excruciating pain or no.
So I hopped in the shower and unscrewed the shower head. To the end of the shower hose I attached an empty syringe barrel. You mean you don't have syringe barrels lying around your bathroom? Once the water was turned on this produced a single small jet of water with the thrust of a small space rocket. I steadied myself. This was either deafness or bust.
I didn't want to go in all guns blazing as my painful ear was still smarting from the cotton bud folly. So gingerly I tried it out of my 'good' right ear first. And it seemed to do the trick. It blasted away all the ear wax, the crud, the whatever from my 'good' ear just fine. I shook the water out and I could hear out of my 'good ear' clear as a bell.
Right. In for a penny, in for a pound. I stuck the jet of luke-warm water into my painful, swollen, black aqueous crud-filled left ear and hoped for the best.
To my amazement it felt really good. Lots of crap came out and it tickled a bit right inside my head. But afterwards my ear felt way better. Sure the swelling was still there and a bit of pain but nothing like what it was. I shook my head. Finished showering and tried not to focus too much on what damage I might have caused.
That was about two hours ago and so far so good. My ear initially swelled up a little bit then calmed down. It's really painful now just aching a bit. It may just be a brief respite as the infection can't have been completely washed away. So I waiting to see what happens next. I might take a trip to Boots and see it they've got any drops to reduce the swelling.
Update: upon the advice of friends and work colleagues I agreed to see a doctor. Unfortunately my own surgery couldn't see me until next Monday (six days hence) so I went to the Soho NHS Walk-in Centre. They saw me within forty-five minutes and prescribed some ear drops called Locorten-Vioform to be taken twice a day for a week. I also got a stern warning about poking things in my ears in future!