Thursday 17 January at 1136 | Posted in Life, London, Music, Personal, Radiohead | 15 Comments

Well the last 24 hours have been a bit of a roller-coaster. My emotions at the moment seem a little bit on a knife edge. But one thing at a time, lets start with the easiest. And I need cheering up.

The impromptu free Radiohead gig that I mentioned yesterday and asked someone to be me a solid for…seeing as I got no offers I went myself.

I made an excuse and left work, told them that I wouldn’t be long.
Knowing what Radiohead fans are like I was expecting the queue to be around the corner within the hour of Jonny making the post on their blog. So after an hour and thirty minutes trying to weigh out the pros and cons of going I decided to take a look at the queue.
After getting off at Aldgate, getting lost walking past many Universities I kept getting the feeling that my journey would be wasted.
And the journey felt even longer as I got on Brick Lane and couldn’t find the venue. It said 91, but 91 looked like a sofa warehouse. So after checking out a few maps and a bit of luck at spotting a sign I found the record store.

And I was in for a shock when I saw the queue.
I had arrived at about 12.30. 2 hours after the word got out and there was just around 50 people there. How could I not queue up?
Next I had to figure out what to do for the next 7 hours?

Lucky for me a few other single Radiohead fans arrived just after me so it wasn’t long we all got to talking about life, work, hobbies and of course Radiohead. There was even hope of killing time with a crossword, except Random Dan had mistakenly thought there was a puzzle in when their wasn’t. Damnit Dan (this is a joke that only me and three other people who I will never see again will get)

Just a quick note, had it not been for the three randoms who I put my trust in when I went for toilet/food/drink breaks I wouldn’t of made, Thanks Random Guys.

Things started to get a bit busy at 5ish. I was getting worried as the queue infront of me seemed to be getting wider and places were very limited, turns out there was only 176 wristbands to hand out. At 6 they started to give out wrist bands. After a nervous wait of about 20/30 minutes the bouncers finally got to me and handed me my wrist band (number 047 out of 176). It was at this point that I started to breath properly and began to relax. It had been 5 hours, only another 2 more hours to go.

Alot of people then started to turn up. It began to get a little messy. I was just pleased that I had already got my wrist band and had my way in. But more and more people kept turning up. We People start to gatherwould later find out that the police had some concerns and the venue was to be moved because of concerns over the crowd and the venue not hold many people. Some people estimated that there were over 15o0 fans crowded outside the shop.
Even a media circus turned up. I got interviewed for Sky News. Which I later thought was a bad idea as I had told a little white lie to my boss to leave. I hope he doesn’t watch the news. I’ve even spotted myself waiting in line on the BBC video report. (Can you spot me?/Will I get away with it?)

So the gig was put back by 2 hours and moved down the road. Only a few hours extra, there was no way I was turning back now.

Finally in 93 Feet East another two queues 40 more minute of waiting. Peoples feet were aching, patience was running low the temperature had really dropped, which was hard for those that had rushed out without  although we did get to see the band as they walked through the beer garden from the car park.

Eventually at 22.20, two hours twenty minutes later then planned – beat that Winehouse – the band all appeared. All the crowd forgot about the last 10 hours and started to cheer.
The sound and acoustics of the venue sounded so different from anything else I have heard Radiohead play. Especially as the whole stage had been set up in about 2 hours. It was just like they were saying “hey yous guys, come listen to this really quick, but we have to leave soon.”
They played all their In Rainbows album. Some hits and misses, it wasn’t flawless but it was fantastic. The usual suspects stood out amongst the rest, 15 Step, Video Tape, Jigsaw and my favourite Reckoner. It was just Radiohead and less then 200 other people. And me.

The encore was just as good, if not better. Thoms solo with Up on a Ladder. Colin making the crowd laugh during Thom “having a serious moment,” and Thom checking Jonny was ok on You and Whose Army.
But I think the major crowd pleases were the two tracks from The Bends, My Iron Lung and The Bends which showed that Radiohead can still thrash out those guitars rock stylee.

All in all I had a great time. A long wait, but the gig was well worth it.
It wasn’t their most perfect or possibly even greatest performance but it will be one of their most historic gigs as the band are at their peak.
For those 176+ people and myself that got to see this intimate gig it will certainly be the most memorable Radiohead gig ever.

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Who wants to do me a solid?

Wednesday 16 January at 1009 | Posted in Lifestyle, London, Music, Personal, Radiohead | 13 Comments

Anyone in London want to do me a favour?

If your hanging around Bricklane at lunch do you mind queuing up at Rough Trade Shop for a few hours?

I promise there will be chances for toilet breaks and food offered out too. And when I have finished work and arrive I’ll let you go.

I will reward you handsomely. Your shout.

Emtpying the cupboards

Sunday 14 October at 1711 | Posted in Birthday, Humour, Life, Lifestyle, London, Music, Personal, Podcast, Radiohead, Rants, Wii, Work | 7 Comments

Or “How I like to get a hole bunch of things of my chest.”

Work is going OK. Last week we spent most of the time training on home to be insurance claims advisors. The plan was for everyone to go in to training. a few people would be given more responsibilty and have more training as personal advisors and the majority of people, including myself, would be given just basic call centre-esque jobs.
The last day of training didn’t go too well. After training for two hours we took a break and one of the girls had nticed she had voicemail. It turns out it was a message off her agency from the day before letting her know that she was not needed at the office anymore. Which shocked everyone.
Then we done some tests to see how much people had learnt. The call handlers went first and I was pretty pleased that I got to go second and get the test out of the way. Then all the personal advisors went in. After everyone had finished their tests we all met up to se who would be working in which group. One of the trainees was asked by the manager to see their agency. At first we thought that another person had been sacked. But then he came back with his timesheet. And then a little later he did dissappear and we found out he had been asked to leav as he hadnt picked up the training well. Which shocked people even more.
Finally we were told who would be claims advisors and who would be call handlers. To my surprise I was asked to be taken from call handling to a claims advisor. Well I wasn’t too surprised as the people who were originally listed to be claims advisors had been sacked or didnt seem to grasp things too well.
So it means a bit more responsibilty. A slight and gradual pay rise. So there is now a bit more reason for me to stay at this job and not job hunt further, while we wait to move to Spain.

Then on my way home on Friday, while on the bus I spotted many large groups of young children in fancy dress Trick or Treating. Has someone moved Halloween forward?
When I was a kid we always Trick or Treated on the 31stof October. I remember a few years later that some children done Trick or Treating a few days before Halloween. But to go Trick or Treating ovewr two weeks before Halloween is just a bit stupid.

And I’m still loving Radiohead’s In Rainbows, other then some podcasts – including the fantastic and always very funny BBC 6 Music Russell Howard show – the album is the only thing I am listening to at the moment. If you still haven’t downloaded the album you can still do so and choose your own price.

And it’s all good news for my Wii and DS. After abandoning them for some time I’m pretty excited about a few games coming out for Nintendo, especially Zelda DS and Metroid Prime 3. So things could get a little quite round here for a bit.

And final news, me the missus were over in Camden at the weekend. Celebrating Button Down Discos 5th birthday bash over at Koko. Not only that but we got guest list free entry (which is so much more better then regualr guest list). And with our special arm bands we got in to VIP areas, like past security and to the DJ booth so I could say a Happy Birthday to the the DJ and access to VIP toilets. The missus told me they weren’t real VIP toilets, they were regualr single cubicles that were away from all the crowds. It could be a very very long time the next time I get chance to be VIP’d at Koko – or any other club – so I was pretty impressed and thankful of the hosts kindness.
But the one of the biggest shocks/surprises of the night was seeing Koko for the first time. That place is huge. And I’d hate to lose friends in their as they would stay well and truely lost.
But I should have more about this soon, and perhaps with some fancy photos.

Anyways, I hope that you all enjoyed your weekend

The new beginning

Tuesday 02 October at 1956 | Posted in Life, Lifestyle, London, Personal, Podcast, Rants, Sandwiches, Spain, Work | 6 Comments

Or “Don’t you hate it when you find what you want under your nose but then dont like it.”

So I had my first day at my new job. First impression’s aren’t good. This job looks like it offers no such hope of job satisfaction. (If there is any it’s pretty hard to find) But in respect that I have plans to be out of the country within months I suppose the job is ok to see me over.
Bonus points for the job are complete lack of any responsibilty, it is within 15 minutes bus journey of where I live and although the pay is lower the cost of travel is much much lower so it works out I will probably have more money after bills here.
Although I do have another job interview on Friday and despite being in the city and meaning I have to spend four times as much travel as my current job I may put a bit of hop in my step when I go for the interview. Fingers crossed the office atmosphere is better and the job looks a little mroe challenging.

Although there are some downsides to the new job. Finding a new sandwich shop. This could take a while as the town the job is in (Bromley) is the place where me and the missus go to do almost all are shopping and I havent seen a good sandwich shop since being here. Although I haven’t looked.
And secondly, all the podcasts I regualarly download and listen to on the way to work will now cause some problems. This is because the podcasts last anything from 20 to 40 minutes, which is of course more then the time it takes fo me to get to work.

Anyway thats me, and this next bit is just so I remember what to type in tomorrows (or my next) blog: underwear

What harm is a little white lie?

Wednesday 26 September at 1411 | Posted in Life, London, Personal, Work | 10 Comments

Well it’s been almost a week. Things could be going better.

You’d think with nothing much to do I would be able to spend more time on here and keeping up to date on people’s blogs.  But most of my online time has been spent job hunting. And after a while it gets a bit exhaustive so I have to recover by doing anything at all that isn’t sitting on the internet.

So like I was saying, things could be better. After finishing work Thursday I spent the evening sending off my CV. I got a few calls back on Friday and rushed in to The City to see a few agencies.

Funny story, while at one agency and going though an assessment with two other people I was asked which of the many £6.50ph jobs I would prefer. The only difference between the many jobs being offered at this large call centre was the working hours. They ranged from 7am till 3. 3pm till 11. 11am till 7. and some random half day ones. So after being honest and telling the recruitment consultant that none of them where suitable he then goes to offer some hidden option c. A 9 to 5, £19,500 job.

The weekend was spent entertaining my mother and sister. A good night was had by all. I spent a little time Sunday researching for the Hidden Option C job.

Monday I sent off my CV to a whole bunch more places. I went for interview one at Hidden Option C. Things could of gone better. I got soaked. Forgot my bus pass. Had to run home to pick up pass (and put on some dry pants) and rushed back out so not to waist too much time. Their where queues on the road while heading to the train station. The trains where running slow. Victoria underground was a little overcrowded as one of the entrances had to be closed due to flooding. I managed to get to the interview with a few monites to spare.
The interviewer on the other hand kept me waiting for an hour and half. That certainly wasn’t a fun time sitting around a recpetion.

Have you ever sat in a reception area waiting for a long time for an interview and thought, “should I just go?” I felt like that after waiting 20 minutes. But once that passed I thought about many things, like should I just go to sleep? Will I dry by time the interviewer arrives? Is this receptionist as as snotty when out of work then she is in work?

During the interview I figured I would be honest. I explained that I had been dismissed from my previous job. I figured it was easy to do that then trying to think up a lie to explain why I was no longer in work. They said they would get back to me.

Tuesday was pretty quiet. Sent my CV off even more. I had no phone calls. It was very quiet.

Today hasn’t been any different. More CVs sent off. No calls as yet. I can’t find any more jobs to apply for that I already haven’t applied for on the sites that I use.

My mornings seem to have gotten in to a routine. Spend an hour or so applying for jobs on websites. Then sit back and hear nothing back.

I did call the agency about Secret Option C job as it had been a while. They told me that they had a problem with me being dismissed from my previous job so wouldn’t be taking my application further.

So should I lie in interviews about my last job? The HR department of my last job have said they will not say why I left, only that I worked those dates.
So what’s a little white lie to get me through interviews?

Balls to that

Thursday 20 September at 1953 | Posted in Life, Lifestyle, London, Personal, Work | 15 Comments

I screwed up. I fucked up royally at work.

One stupid stupid mistake. Common sense took a five minute break.

And now I am on the job hunt.


Where to now?

Wednesday 12 September at 1402 | Posted in Life, Lifestyle, London, Personal | 6 Comments

I think I am going to have to get a map of my hair.
Or at least some sort of blueprint.

I remember as a kid my hair was always straight. It never deviated from that route. Ok sometimes it was up. (This was during my period of watching too many Van Damme movies.)

I’ve just been to the hairdressers next door. When the hairlady got to cutting my hair she asked “what side do you part your hair?”
So I tell her to the left.

Then she gets about cutting it. Starts blow drying. Roughing it all up.

She shows me the front. Then moves to the back and says “what I’ve done I’ve cut it to the right so it sweeps to the right.”

So I’ve got the front to the left. The back the right. The middle somewhere inbetween. I should be taking notes.

PS Everyone should go out and buy Kanye Wests album. Just to put Fiddy in his place and force him to quit music.
According to early sales, Kanye is winning on both sides of the pond.

Oh no she didn’t

Tuesday 11 September at 1425 | Posted in Life, Lifestyle, London, Personal, Rants | 13 Comments

There has been alot of news about Spears rather lack-lustre comeback performance on the MTV awards the other night.

A few things that I have had problems with is been reports that spears was out of shape and looking fat.

Now from the clips that I have seen, I can’t defend her performance. It did look like it lacked energy. But Spears did not in anyway look fat. Now – I’m putting my neck on the line saying this as the other half will be reading – but spears body looked really good.

Anyone who thought that Spears looked fat seriously needs their heads checked. And it’s horrible that this kind of ‘journalism’ is put on the front covers of magazines, web and TV that really winds me up, saying how women should look.

I mean if Spears is getting ‘fat’ remarks for how she looks then this is going to affect alot of society. Its all too ridiculous really.

Also, regarding Spears. Sarah Silverman – I havent a clue who she is either – taking a swipe at Spears kids was uncalled for. I don’t see why some ‘comedians’ have to make fun of people just to be popular. But to make fun of children is just low. I do hope the Karma Police come out and get her.
From Paris Hilton’s face in the video I’m guessing that Sarah Silverman’s comedic abilities are to take swipes at easy targets. And to do it badly too. I hope she goes away quick.
(Also her performance on the MTV Video Music awards was worse then Spears. I could only hear sympathetic laughs for most of the show. I’m so glad that I don’t watch wathc MTV/VH1 all the time, otherwise it would just be abother media outlet that I would get frickin motherhubard annoyed at all the time.)

I do have some positive points about out media though boys and girls. It was good to read that some steps are being made to ban size zero models from the London Fasion Show. Its about frickin time is all I can say.

Normal non-hating-of-the-media service will return soon.

To work and back again

Monday 03 September at 1904 | Posted in Lifestyle, London, Personal, Rants, Work | 7 Comments

Well it’s been a good time great time.

I think it must of been about getting on 6 weeks now since school was out for summer. The bus journey in to work has been great during that time. Quiet. Relaxed. Most of all comfortable.

But that time has passed. Last week the school’s started to open again. This morning the kids are back in full force. As I reach the bus stop I can see a group already hanging out near the shop. Asking people to “buy us some fags.” A few minutes later more turn up. They push their way to the front of the line, no respect for anyone around them. The bus is already half full with kids talking loudly, playing annoying RnB music from their phones and just taking up general space.

What make’s this worse though is that all these kids that are on the us or boarding get off at the very first stop which is about a 60 second walk from where we are.

Why can’t they just walk there? Damn them!

Heading back home this evening there was a a man heading towards me on the path. He was a bit unkept. Long hair, beard, unwashed. He was waving about a large plastic labeless bottle, which I can only guess – hope – was cider – and not a mobile toilet.

I tried not to look directly at the man just incase this caused him to lay down the law to me about the powers that be. But this was hard as we were walking down the same path. As I got close to him I noticed that he was laughing quite hard. I got a little worried that he was laughing at me. I got a little paranoid and wondered why someone was laughing at me so much they had to try and hide it?
I was going to ask what was making him laugh so much but then I got a little worried that he might just be slightly insane.

I wish the homeless were a little more predictible.

A penny for your thoughts

Thursday 02 August at 0820 | Posted in Humour, London, Uncategorized | 17 Comments

Today I spotted a tattoo on some mans arm. This gentleman had quite a few tattoos on his arm, but there was one that stuck out.
Just to paint the picture a little more, this gentleman was in about his late 40’s, stocky but not fat. He had a shaved head but not bald. He looked liked the kind of guy that I wouldnt of been surprised to of seen on a Friday night out, stood outside the local bar wearing just black and asking to see everyones ID.

Now that tattoo this guy had was quite surprising. It was of a fish. Not just any fish. Not a dolphin or shark, but a goldfish.
The thing was it wasn’t a life like goldfish. It looked like it had been copied out of a school science text book which first circa’d in the early 70’s.

Now what would posses a man of this stature, to get a old text book style goldfish tattoos right next to his tattoo of a giant bulldog/Union Jack combo?

I couldn’t think of an answer. If there are any people out there with goldfish tattoos, please let me know your thoughts.

One more thing. One of my favourite daily reads is The Onion. I read in this morning’s Metro an article that wouldn’t of gone a miss out of The Onion’s satire pages.
The article was about Facebooks security scare and some down time it had the other evening.

Facebook users worldwide had a cyber shock when the social network website crashed. Problems affected it for 90 minutes with the site completely at a standstill for a time.
One office worker said: ‘Arrggh… what to do without Facebook? I’ll have to do some work instead.’

Now, I’m not too sure if this is a joke. Or whether the reporter did actually ask an office worker there thoughts?

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