Monday, June 29, 2009

London Calling, Yes I Was There Too, You Know What They Said? That Some Of It Was True!

I can't believe I haven't talked about The Clash yet. They were once called 'the only band that matters' and still mean as much to a lot of people.

Their first two albums are great, but if you want perfection: you can't go past London Calling. If The Clash was the only band that mattered, then London Calling is the only album that matters. And it's not just for punk rockers either, it's got punk, rock, jazz, ska, reggae. It's just the best.

So, about halfway through my holiday. I have 3 weeks to go, which also means... 3 weeks to finish organising my science project for next semester. It seems like a long time, but given my recent inclination to spend days at a time sleeping, drinking or just lying on the floor until I realisse it's 1 in the morning ad going to bed... the time is gonna burn away fast.

I should be able to easily organise some occ hygiene project. But I'm worried that it won't be sufficient for the universities requirements. This project is worth 100% of our marks, so if I fail this, then I don't graduate this year.
I'd hate to organise this thing, and then turn up in the first week of semester and be told "Chris, this is pathetic, not good enough". Not only do I fail instantly, but I would still have a commitment to the organisation to follow through with the (unpaid) project.

This could go wrong in so many ways.

Onto other things, I've heard people having a whinge about Jacko's death getting so much media coverage, while old Joe Bloggs who just died in a car accident gets a single sentence on page 88 in the newspaper.

Listen up everyone:
Michael Jackson did have people all over the world who either loved him for his music, or loved him for whatever he achieved as a person, etc. It makes sense to provide large scale coverage of his death. Meanwhile, I'm sure the news of poor old Joe Bloggs death reached all of the people that mattered to Joe Bloggs and his family.

My Grandpa died last November. Everyone I grew up with was there, and people turned up that my dad hadn't seen since he was a kid. And that's what it comes down to, the people who really mattered knew about it.

This brings up something else I just thought of. I remember one person saying to my Grandma at the funeral, something like: they had been reading the newspaper and saw the notice for his funeral. Do people read the obituaries everyday, scanning for names they might know? That's kind of weird. I wonder if I'll ever be that person.

Actually this isn't something I wanted to think about.

Someone asked on punknews last week, "Who is your favourite blues singer? And Chuck Ragan doesn't count." And somebody replied "Jake and Elwood". Of course. I just had to go and download the Blues Brothers after that. What a great movie. And the song used in the opening scene, and the fact that it is in Chicago, reminds me of Brendan Kelly.
Did you know Paul Shaffer was part of the Blues Brothers, but he couldn't be in the movie. Paul Shaffer, as in the band leader on David Letterman and also a minor role in This Is Spinal Tap. That's kinda weird.

Anyway, now I'm just rambling on.

Alright.

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