all in a day's work

I forget which..

2010-01-29T07:28:00.001Z

It's almost February. I guess you didn't need to come here to hear that. It's self-evident. Actually, it's not self-evident. But it's fairly well known.

Just trying to think of stuffs that I have been up to so far in the new year. Here's a little listy:

North Kent Bands Vs South Kent Bands foop-ball - lost
Staff foop-ball - lost
Open Mic with the most hokey set up to date. We're talking serious last minute bodging here. We managed to stop short of actually butchering cables to make it work.
Covers gigs woohoo (although I already mentioned those)
Shaunfest (with Shaunfest II - The Legacy of the Perfect Balance pencilled in for tomorrow)
GOD OF WAR
Organising our calendars oh my

Then this weekend it is the turn of the Boy to have his birthday shennanigans. Good skills.

I should think that's your lot.

Time to go.

It's the taste

2010-01-19T18:13:00.000Z

So to speak..

I had a Peter Gabriel day. Musically speaking. It was damn good.

I forget why I'm here. Perhaps I left my keys somewhere?

I stared off in the distance for a while and then I realised that I have to put on some pasta.

Still.

I think this is still probably one of my better posts.

overandout..

A productive day

2010-01-15T18:28:00.001Z

Once again, all in a day's work

Train journey

2010-01-15T10:02:00.001Z

Brain journey

With a dark sense of foreboding..

2010-01-11T12:01:00.001Z

Hello campers. Hope you're having a good Monday. I'm chipper.

Oh yes.

2010-01-10T18:46:00.001Z

That is a big off snowman. He is called Horace. And he was built by Team Respect Courage. Dares Wins!

Gatekeeper..

2010-01-09T19:27:00.001Z

Anyone seen the keymaster?

toujours les mêmes

2010-01-09T09:56:00.000Z

Well we're here at the kitchen table again. Nipper is doodling again. So I thought it opportune to make a doodle of some words in a box on the internet again.

For your general consumption and entertainment. Or otherwise.

This is another wholly unformed thought, but over this week it keeps occurring to me that all too many people mistake change for progress. And then they take it one step further and assume that instant change is the best indicator of progress.

I was reading a Malcolm Gladwell article the other day and it talked about a profiling test with a question about what you'd do if you'd just taken over a department that was performing mediocrely. There were several responses, one of the best being: help all the members of the department to feel completely responsible for their work". And he said that the one that all bad managers chose was "completely shake up the department, getting rid of all the 'dead wood'".

Sound familiar?

The argument I can hear in the back of my head is that the problem is "the public" expecting things to change immediately. But I wonder how much it's "the public" and how much it is the manager's perception of what the public thinks.

Either way, any change or progress that's worth having is going to take effort, but also time. And it's likely that any short-term gain will be deceptive and elusive.

Blah blah. However, progress should also react to the latest information. There's no point sticking dogmatically to a plan for 20 years that got outdated 2 years in.

Also, I don't really get on with any kind of profiling test.

Full circle I think. I'll post a pretty picture later to take your minds off of it.

The Saffa is getting marrid today. And we played a sweet sweet covers set at a 60th birthday yesterday. Absolutely the funnest of times were had.

I gotta buzz.

overandout.

Give the man a hand

2010-01-07T19:15:00.001Z

A shiny sparkly hand.

Warning sign

2010-01-05T07:56:00.001Z

Morning sigh. Holy cow. Happy new year by the way. O-o

A Big Ol' Can O' Crazy

2009-12-30T11:02:00.001Z

Nothing to do today.

Very nice. This may well be the last or the nearly last post of the decade so I should try and make it sweet.

We had our Christmas Open Mic last nite. I nearly never say much about these apart from that they are good. If you don't hear from me about it, it probably means it wasn't much to write home about. Write to the RealWorld about. Put out for public consumption to everyone with access to the internet (apart from maybe China and a few other countries - although I don't think this blog is too Dissidentatious so maybe I'm not blocked; I'll probably never know).

I digress. Again.

So anyway, I thought I'd tell you the songs I played: Lovely Day, Lucky, Have Yourself A Bitter Little Christmas, The Luckiest, God Only Knows, Plane, Long Black Veil, Do They Know It's Christmas. That's quite a few. We had some good acts, including someone new. Do They Know It's Christmas was a big ol' drunk singalong which rounded off the evening. That's a good community feeling to end on. The crowd had their moments of lethargy during the evening, but there was a goodly amount of people there so all's well as ends well.

Got a couple of Gladwell books for Christams. Definitely worth checking out. Although if you're a conservative you'd probably think he's a liberal. Those of us in the know are very well aware that there's no such thing as conservatism or liberalism. It's all perception.

As I sit here typing this, my daughter sits next to me doodling with pens. I'm not sure whose output is more meaningless.

And so we come to the close.

It's been a fun decade. Here's to another one.

overandout of 200*

So.. yeah.. like.. right..

2009-12-28T00:17:00.000Z

At this point it's sounding a little like a Matt Hat post.. But I always deliver, so that couldn't be possible..

Christams has been very cool. Is it possible to enumerate? Probably not, but let's have a go:

Drinks, Surprising Number Ones, Gigs, Wiis, Turkeys, Sleeps, Beefs, Pokers, Skadoos, FLCs, SGRs, Backpacks, Cutes..

I'm pretty sure that'll do for now. Some of those weren't plural, but you live and learn. Or you deal.. And for those of y'all wondering, Skadoo is a game. Although it would have been awesome for Christams to include Skidoos.

I feel I owe you some groundbreaking revelations, or at least some kind of pertinent Christams message, but all cards on the table: I got nothing..

If you ain't got 'em, then you hit rock bottom..

I will say that it's been less than a week since I realised that we're at the end of the decade. I don't know what this says about me.

Overand out

Christams

2009-12-18T20:38:00.001Z

Only two days of work left before the good old Christams time. On the first day of Christams my true Matt sent to me a bloggins for all to see.

Maelstrom

2009-12-17T23:06:00.001Z

Hail storm? SNOW WATCH: SO MUCH YES!

Membrane

2009-12-06T11:46:00.001Z

Zen brain.
It's the Network's birth celebration later. And I'm having a curry. Cashback.

take flight..

2009-11-25T16:23:00.002Z

Well well

Here we are again. The times are a rollin' it would seem. It puts me in mind of some kind of freight transportation.

Here's another roundup of fascinating insights into my psyche:

- I don't understand the attraction of personalised number plates that aren't quite right.. Like you know, there's 3 i's in someone's name, or you have to settle for one that says T011BY or something. I don't really understand the attraction of personalised numberplates full stop, but I can appreciate if you got a good one (or better still a subtle one, with your initials at the end or something), but why the hell go for something that's not quite right? Do they actually think someone's going to look at their numberplate and go "YEAH COOL! GO YOU!".

You must understand that this is coming from someone who actually thought he looked the bomb-diggy in his shell suit and Paul Gascoigne crying t-shirt (although I was 10 at the time - give me a break) so I understand the mindset of someone who thinks dumb stuff is cool, but I still can't get my head round this one..

- I'm still in awe of newspapers that think that the unceasing dreary installments in the ongoing saga of some media-managed wants-to-be-a-fairy-tale story from washed up attention-hungry fame-whores constitutes front page news. I honestly can't tell:
if people who lap up this, for want of a better word, crapmongery, are as stupid as the newspapers/fame-whores are cynical and manipulative; who's feeding who; how anybody could possibly care.

Perhaps everyone just leads such mind-numbingly boring lives that any sideline or distraction in between getting drunk will do.

Also falling into this category, people who have nothing better to do with a Saturday nite than to watch still more crapmongery and then advertise this sad truth by taking to the intertubes to bitch and moan about whatever heavily stage managed and entirely planned injustice has been done this week.

My my. I'm all hot and bothered now.

- All the policy decisions in the world aren't going to change the fact that greed always floats to the surface like scum on a pollution-riddled waterfront. Doubly so because policy makers are also greedy (or did the expenses scandal not teach us anything). This is behind the times, but anyone who was genuinely surprised that the banking industry sat on the big pile of cash given to them to help them out of the black hole they found themselves in is seriously deluding themselves.

Not that I don't have faith in the good of mankind by the way.. I have utter faith that the light shines all the brighter for all the darkness, but you're not going to find it anywhere obvious..

I think I need to go and sit in a darkened room someplace and tie some lavender under my nose or something.

Keep it real peeps.

oversandouts

Skylight

2009-11-14T15:33:00.001Z

Skylit

Back at the Lion

2009-11-07T01:35:00.001Z

Fun game at local type gigs: spot the band members before their band has played. The better the band, the harder it is. Or so I'd probably like to think. This is Floors and Walls by the way. Who you should probably like. Lots.

What's cookin'?

2009-11-03T18:09:00.001Z

What indeed. It's bean a while since my latest played tracks sidebar has worked. And now it does again. Woopah wahey! It hasn't been a while since I watched Pirates. But what are you going to do?

A certain something

2009-10-30T15:34:00.000Z

There is a similarity with my blogging record to how time seems to ebb and flow in my life. Strange.

Days go idling by and then all of a sudden a week or two is missing. Strange.

Not a vast amount to report. Been designing my face off all week. Got to play some football tonite. Music has been the backdrop all through and sometimes it's been the forefront.

In danger of talking exactly too much bollocks right now so I think I'm going to quite whilst I'm ahead.

While.

Whilst.

Whatever.

Guess what?

2009-10-25T21:33:00.001Z

Nightlight

2009-10-24T19:32:00.001+01:00

Nitelite?

At the close..

2009-10-23T18:27:00.001+01:00

It's been a long old week/month/half-term. Still to come this weekend: foop-ball, baby party, exeter and him again. Word.

Take me away

2009-10-20T09:24:00.001+01:00

and you thought I'd forgotten..

2009-10-15T18:57:00.004+01:00

Happy birthday tobiwan.co.uk!

5 years old today.

Goshblimey.

To think. I never would have guessed that we'd have climbed the dizzying heights that we have climbed. And I say we, dear reader, because we've achieved these feats together. Hand in hand all the way. We've had peaks, we've had troughs. We've written bollocks. We've hedged, we've qualified, we've footnoted and we've sat right there on the fence with no thought spared for the blood supply to our buttocks.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that none of this could have been achieved without you. And so, you remain, in part at least, responsible.

I hope you're happy with yourselfs.

Here's to the next 5.

overandcheers