RA D IOHEA_D AT RT_E 047

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.

Weather warning

Tuesday 15 January at 1352 | Posted in Humour, Life, Lifestyle, Personal, TV | 8 Comments

Phew. I managed to make it to the sandwich shop and back in time before the rain came pouring back down. 
I have informed you this is a blog about weather, so don’t complain afterwards.
The current weather in Malaga (south Spain) is a sunny and pleasant 17C. Warm enough to take a stroll to the beach with a light jacket on.
None of this head blowning off gales.
I did warn you it was about the weather.

I also read today that that thanks to the writers strike over in America, Gladiators made a return recently.
Apparently it did so well that it is getting a second series. (Which means it’s already doing better then some fantastic shows, Studio 60, Jericho to name a few.)

I certainly wouldn’t argue if they brought back Gladiators here in the UK. I’d certainly watch it just for Jet.
I’d love to go a few rounds with her on Hang Tough.

Lads, go check out her ‘stats.’ (SFW)

Right I’m off to see how many images Google has of Jet in her spandex bikini work.

PS I’ve been watching The [American] Office. It recently started on Paramount – and I believe will be on ITV4 soonish. I highly recommend you watch it. Most of the characters obviously aren’t as good as the UK ones, but some of the stories/scenes are very funny.
The was a scene in last nights one (the episode were Michael Scott/main boss/Gervais character injures himself) were a few characters are driving to the hospital. I kept thinking it was a little Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas-esque. I might of even woken up the missus a few times.

PS it’s my birthday in a few weeks – February 12 – if you guys and gals are stuck for a present here is a tip….number 3. 😀

the deed

Monday 14 January at 0957 | Posted in Humour, Lifestyle, Personal | 11 Comments

Well the weekend has past, were you able to guess what my big deal was?
Yes of course it was getting my hair cut.

I’ve had my longish style now for almost 2 years. It was starting to get a little annoying. It took forever to dry and it would naturally curl up unevenly at the sides. If I hadn’t had change to straighten it then I knew that all throughout the day I was be getting annoyed at curls flicking up in my eye.
 Plus as I got it cut before falling out of love with the longer style then at least I know I can still go back to it….in the summer…when I can’t afford a hair cut while working on €3 per hour.

I’ve always said that my fall back hair, the hair cut I can reply on when I am clean out of new ideas for styles, is the mohullet. A fusion of the mullet and mohican. (The mullet of course is the most understated hair style)
Here is my old hair. Linky
And my older old but new hair.Linky
I like it. I was even complemented at the hairdressers also – but because the hairdresser was rushing me I didn’t get chance to fully bath in the compliments from the girl sat next to me.
My neck and ears now do feel slightly colder when outside. I feel like I can run faster, jump higher. Generally more streamlined then last week.
I even got to show it off at drinks with old colleagues. Haircuts in their essence are better when seen by others.

Over all I’m happy with it. And also now there won’t be any fighting or queuing with me and the missus when trying to use the hair-drier or straighteners.

It’s all gone. It’s all gone.

Friday 11 January at 1339 | Posted in Humour, Life, Lifestyle, Personal | 4 Comments

What’s all gone?

That’s right, it’s T minus today. But what could the Big Surprise possible be?

-We’ll let’s just say I am all booked in.
-I almost didn’t go through with it. When I was getting ready this morning and I was looking in the mirror I kept thinking “It’s not that bad….NO NO. It has to go. I’ll just have to not look at my reflection as much today”
-I am a little bit excited about it. It was maybe 6 months ago since I done it last time.

I’ll make sure to tell you at the weekend. You’ll just have to wait a little while longer.

But if you don’t have access to the net at home and wonder how will you get through the weekend, why not carry out my weekend routine with me, by proxy…

Tonight – Go out with some friends. See people you haven’t seen in a while and have a few drinks

Saturday – Listen to the Chelsea Vs Tottenham game. Spend all game hoping that Anelka grabs a hat-trick on his debut. Watch the fantastic You’ve Been Framed [ITV]. (As long as Harry Hill stays there this will continue to be a great show). Catch the first episode of season two of Primeval [ITV]. Hope it’s just as good prime time viewing as the highly watchable season 1

Sunday – Watch Louis Theroux [BBC2]. Not only is the guy genius, he is going in to a frickin American scary prison.

Then spend Sunday night/Monday morning downloading the very funny Russell Howard and Jon Richardson podcast and decide, yourself, whether or not it’s worth trying out the Russell Brand podcast again. He can be very funny [see his stint in Big Brother Takeover] but I hate it when he is energetic and high pitched.

Oh yeah, and also get in touch with the parents and ask about any other siblings you might have that you don’t know about.

Office supplies for the home

Friday 11 January at 1202 | Posted in Humour, Life, Lifestyle, Personal | 12 Comments

The office I am working in deals with alot of paper. They have lots of stationery here and paper modifing machines (read many different printers/copiers)

One they they also have here that I’ve got a fascination for and would love back home is  a guillotine. A paper guillotine of course. I’ve not just discovered some long lost French gene.

If I had a paper guillotine at home I’d have hours and hours of fun cutting perfect lines of paper. I’d get a get a big piece of paper, rip of the sides – so they looked all horrible and uneven – and then sliced brand new perfect edges.

Oh how the edges would be so perfect.

I could even set up a shop and invite people to come along and test out my paper cutting skills.
They could challenge me to cut pieces [squarely] to any size. For a small charge I could cut requested sizes for customers.
If you have a birthday card that was a few millimetres too big for it’s envelope?
Just come see me and in no time and a quick swoosh that card will be fitting snug in to it’s undersized envelope.
Or vice versa, if someone wanted an envelope open, with the guillotine precision straight lines I could easily line up a envelope to cut just the top off and leave the card intact.

How my life would be so much different with a guillotine.


The paper guillotine, every home should have one.

Edit_ Changed stationary to stationery at the behest of the grammar constable.

T Minus 1 (Day)

Thursday 10 January at 1028 | Posted in Humour, Life, Lifestyle, Personal | 6 Comments

But what is it one day to? Friday? The weekend? Almost the return of the fantastic Primeval? (actual that’s two days away, but I still highly recommend watching this ITV show)

No hints. Not asking Pinkosa for the answer. You’ll just have to stay in suspense.

Speaking of suspense this reminds me of short story. Isn’t it funny how actions are in fact louder then words.
This is one of my favourite anecdotes as it is of me, and I was reminded of it at a party back in the summer by a friend and the host. It was often brought up back in ‘the day.’ My friend said;

Rob, remember that time we were all at some party. It was pretty early in the morning, everyone was pretty much wasted. You decided to tell a story. Towards the end of the story, half way through a sentence you walked out of the room. You were gone for a few minutes and walked back in finshing off your story. Everyone was a little confused about what you had done and when asked, you simple said
….
….
“To build up a bit of suspense.”

No one could ever remember the story I was telling. Then legend grew of the story about me telling a story.

Which goes on to show how boring my anecdotes are. A bit like this.

Do you have a favourite anecdote about yourself?

I smell something fishy

Wednesday 09 January at 0832 | Posted in Humour, Life, Personal, Rants | 6 Comments

Can fish be picky?

I bought some new fish food the other day and they don’t seem to be eating it as much as their regular food. It was quite expensive stuff too, £5.70. Although it might of been more expensive then usual as it was twice as much.
It was also a well known brand of fish food, Tetra or something. I remember the name from the food that my mum used to use to feed that families fish. And it was saying that this was the premium gold fish food.
I don’t know how they can tell how fish like certain tastes? Do they have fish focus groups to trial different tastes, flavours and textures?

Regardless of how they do it, Pinkosas fish don’t seem to like this new food.
Annie, the biggest one, will spot me lifting the lid to the fish tank. She* will shot to the top and start sucking away at the surface despite the fact I haven’t even put in the food. Then when I have she will eat almost half of it before the other fish even know whats happening.
Also Larry the Loach doesn’t seem to be interested. Normally he will dash to the surface, grab a few flakes before quickly turning and snaking his way back under his cave. But this morning with this new food he just seemed to stay under his cave.

Maybe they are having an off day. Perhaps they are just used to their normal fish food -from a humans point of view the new stuff doesn’t smell as fishy foody as the regular stuff.
I’ll keep trying out the food see, at least to the weekend, to see if they get used to it.

I just wish they could give my the fins up or fins down about the food. That would be so much easier.

Bored at work?

Tuesday 08 January at 1024 | Posted in Humour | 2 Comments

I am no longer. Thanks to this piece of work.

em eye five.

In June 1990 a horrifying campaign of harassment was initiated in London by what are believed to be elements of the security services. The harassment has continued for over six years, starting from the broadcast and print media, and encompassing abuse through set-up situations and by people in public places. It has been brought to the attention of the police and they are aware what is happening, but are not taking any action to prevent it.

Not that I accept that ‘xenophobic persecution,’ should happen but if it contains the likes of the below I can’t not look. A little like a train wreck, when you know you shouldn’t really look, but something just keeps you focused…

The first incident in June 1990 was when a newsreader made what seemed to be a reaction to something which had happened in my home, and out of context of what they were reading. My first reaction was disbelief; nothing of the sort had ever happened before, the idea that such a thing could occur had not crossed my mind, yet there was no doubt of what had just taken place. My disbelief eroded as this recurred time after time. Besides the news, offenders included shows such as Crimewatch (!), Newsnight, and “entertainment” shows. There seems to be very little moral understanding among the people who make these programmes; they just assume they will never be caught, so they carry on without a thought for the illegality or amorality of what they do. The only time I ever heard a word raised in doubt was by Paxman being interviewed by someone else (I think by Clive Anderson) back in 1990; referring to the “watching” he said it troubled him, and when asked by the host what you could do about it, replied “Well, you could just switch it off” (meaning the surveillance monitor in the studio). He clearly didn’t let his doubts stand in the way of continued surreptitious spying from his own or other people’s shows, though.

I highly recommend it. It’s a few decades old, but still a good read.

Weekend posting

Saturday 05 January at 1119 | Posted in Lifestyle | 29 Comments

God Damnit!

Sumer 08 cannot come soon enough.

The Dark Knight Trailer.

Ohbjesus!

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