Friday, 21 June 2013


Got a new contract, came right out of the blue yesterday morning with a call then telephone interview today. It's three months at an online gaming company in soho.

I nearly missed the call yesterday - I was walking across Exmoor to Combe Martin which is about 3 hours. I realised I'd walked about ten minutes into a zone of no phone coverage and was about to start back, changed my mind and just kept going forward and two minutes later phone rang :-)

Lesson : when in doubt WALK TOWARD THE BEER

(in this case the divine Exmoor Gold in The Focsle)

Saturday, 8 June 2013

Black Sabbath's Paranoid with added Hound of the Baskervilles (in German)

To celebrate the release of Black Sabbath 13 I give you the awesome Schlager version of Paranoid - with added lyrics to include the Hound of The Baskervilles...

Courtesy of the 6 music freakzone special earlier this year

Spring 2013 music, Sabbath 13, QOTSA ..Like Clockwork

Latest contract is in City of London is just exhausting.. but the views and some of the new sounds are nice.

The just released Rick Rubin produced Sabbath reunion (13) is surprisingly good. Obviously not as good as the first four but on a level with the Ozzy-less classic Heaven and Hell which I've slowly come to appreciate. Lyrics are a but clunky and the drumming is a bit flat but Ozzy sounds amazing. (His voice isn't better but he seems uses it more effectively). 
And the riffs.. oh the riffs.. never mind Iron Man.. this is the stuff Galactus might knock off in a bored moment


the new Queens of the Stone Age (...Like Clockwork) is f
ing mind blowing.. and I highly recommend you give it a listen if that way inclined..
you know
when a great band really hits the sweet spot
when it
 produces something that sounds like a compilation album. It's still mean and evil QOTSA but there is a lot more variety in
here than you might think.
Like piano provided by - Elton John

What with the new Bowie, and a pretty good Depeche Mode album 2013 is shaping up to be a top year for old gits

 - note to self I must check out Savages and Bastille 
I'm glad to say I have at least bought the new Joy Formidable album, Wolf's Law, which is currently rocking out the car

and let me plug a fun chatty music podcast which is a good source for new stuff, I obviously should have been listening earlier

who I discovered at I'll Be Your Mirror

Spook Country

After slating it online earlier,
I've just finished the Spook Country unabridged audio novel. Must say I really, really enjoyed Spook Country 2nd time around as an audio book when I pretty much hated it first time around.

At first read Spook Country is definitely the most impenetrable, pretentious, inconsequential William Gibson novel. Given a second chance though, the ripe prose is beautifully poetic in places, the crazy detail is mostly surreal spy-fi (Hubertus Bigend's mag-lev bed, a bulgarian pistol that shoots salt, voodoo spirits that possess cuban spies) and the shaggy dog story plot is actually a very bitter Gibsonian version of Cohen Brother's moronic spy movie Burn After Reading. This is Gibson at his most political, and there are even supernatural overtones. He's always been a cool cold blooded writer, almost like Cronenberg or Brett Easton Ellis, but Spook Country is really seething with anger at the Bush era.

Spook Country's embarrassing tech, "locative art", that looked already out of date in 2010 now looks quite possible, as
'augmented reality', with the arrival of Google Glasses.

What I most like SC about it though is how it serves to set up Zero History. As if characters like Cayce Pollard in Pattern Recognition cannot be topped, he spends the majority of book II just setting up their replacements for book III, which is as much a direct continuation of Spook Country as Wes Anderson's Darjeeling Limited (something else 100% better second time around) is the main feature after apparently pointless the Hotel Chevalier short film which precedes it.

Of course this presents Zero History as a main feature, an epic modern spy tale, Thunderball set in the West End, when it actually is just another pretty silly London caper about a defunct rock band, an eccentric ad agency and a super secret pair of jeans ... but in these decades beyond Neuromancer you take your William Gibson with as much Wes Anderson as Bruce Sterling and you just learn to smile at the detail.