Sunday, July 23, 2017

how soft your fields so green

good day

a bit of a cheeky, perhaps saucy post this one, look you see. underwear is the unavoidable subject of this post. well mostly it is, to be sure, as so gloriously indicated by the title. yes, i know - blimey, they will be saying in Britain, strewth they will be saying in Australia and a whole load of unmentionable cursive words will be uttered by Americans. but, by jove, i am going to do it.

recently, as opposed to some distant future date, i was going about my business when i was confronted with what i consider to be a bargain. strangely this was not within the realm of Poundland or similar. no, it was in a much more posher shop. not that there's anything wrong with Poundland; just some stores have a more discerning set of patrons.

my instinct, perhaps more of a proclivity, is to not leave a bargain abandoned or wasted. it was with a sense of such obligation, then, that i purchased the item i saw which struck me so very much as being of a value not to be betrayed.

yes, as you can see, the bargain to be brought to my attention (and subsequently bought) was an undergarment. ladies knickers, to be precise, although one suspects you have no need for my words of clarification with the precision of Commodore 64 mode being used for this initial image.

it is indeed the case that this item is portraying a celebration of a love for England.  all too often in this day and age the do gooders, the social media justice keyboard warriors and those with too much free time on their hands with absolutely nothing better to think about try to suppress celebrations of England, saying that to do so is in some way "racist". we, as a country, have so many faults, true. so does every other country that ever existed, except Australia if you ask Australians. but we have done oh so very much good too, thank you. every now and then it is ok to recall this.

no, there are to be no pictures of i or anyone else wearing them in this post. i do try to keep this blog relatively clean and non-provocative, you know. i can't say it all avoids upsetting people because everything ultimately upsets someone somewhere. such is life. 

cost of these celebratory, apparently designed for the ladies England undies? 50p, ladies and gentlemen. that is what they were marked and thus that is what i paid, despite them coming up as 25p north of this at the till. i corrected the retailer, they checked, said sorry and applied the correct pricing.

place of purchase? Boyes, where the haberdashery section has gained something of an infamous if not notorious reputation for being a hotbed of repressed sexual longing being unleashed. whilst there i also bought these special limited edition packets of Fox's glacier mints what are ice cream flavoured. i picture them as the price was £1 a packet, but if you bought one you got one free; effectively making one packet the same cost as the pair of undies. so yes, for all you comparison fans, there you go.

are these Fox's glacier mints, or if you like Fox's glacier's mints's, of any significance? maybe. i mean, Peter Jackson et all spent years and years making them Hobbit Rings films, to be sure. there's every chance that at one point a member of the cast or crew had a packet of these on the go. 

quite, yes, the above image is, in non-Commodore 64 mode, the back of the undies. or the reverse if you like. as you can see it depicts St George's Cross, or if you will the Cross of Saint George, fashioned from delightful little love hearts.

i suspect this might be my most favourite part of the underwear, outside of course of the fact that they only cost 50p flat sterling. a recent survey, which i have just carried out here alone in my elevated shed, has revealed that the most sexy thing in the world (excluding David Lee Roth) is the undergarments worn by Austin Powers out of Austin Powers; the ones which featured a Union Flag on the back. yes, the one we all call the Union Jack, but pedants will always insist that you only call it the Jack as and when it is on a ship or something like that

just what do i propose doing with these undies? i am not certain. my (considerably) better half might consider wearing them, i suppose. that said, selling them on has not entirely been ruled out. from what i can ascertain the Japanese in particular are most enthusiastic about purchasing ladies items of the underwear nature. there is much, if not plenty, of Yen i could coin, then.

further comparisons of cost for you, then. the above are indeed 3 CDs, purchased as is, which is to say sans boxes or packaging beyond a sleeve. yes, what you see is indeed Greatest Hits by Queen, which i recall fondly from being on my walkman as a tape made by my Dad in the early 80s, Hounds Of Love off of Kate Bush and the celebratory Ten by Pearl Jam. cost? 49p each. so that makes each disc 1p south of the cost of these undies. it really is criminal how music has been devalued these days, but then again also beneficial i suppose.

do i, when out and about with my business, make it a habit to inspect and see the price of ladies undergarments? not really, no matter what you may think of me. these for sale cheap undies were on prominent display in a section of Boyes far removed from the standard clothing sector; near the hardware as point of fact. i was thus lured in.

true - if nothing else ever comes of them then i have spent an effective 50p, in real if not actual terms, on something that has enabled me to write a blog post which may entertain one or two people around the world. and of course there might be some Japanese reader eagerly stroking their credit card as they read all of this (or simply look at the pictures), considering making a suitable offer so that they may take custodianship if not ownership. the tag says they are a size 14, by the way, whatever that means exactly.

should for some reason your interest in this world be low cost underwear which commits one to making a statement by wearing them then i shall trust this has been of great interest. for everyone else, well, splendid if this turned out to be all more interesting than you suspected it would be.

and now, then, to get on with further matters i must surely do.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, July 22, 2017

and so scams continue

hello again

yes, quite, one of them "public service" sort of posts i do every now and then, to be sure. i just figure that these might be of help to someone searching for answers if they get similar messages, look you see.

the title of this post implies plural, which is as it should be. not one, not three but most decidedly two attempts to con have been received in the last few days. it struck me as apt and useful to cover both in one post.

of these the first we shall look at is the most modern or newest of scam attempts, the text message. whereas text messages on mobile phones have been a thing for some two decades, give or take, it feels like a concerted effort to con via them has only been on the go for the last couple.

here, with some details edited out so as not to give them the air of chance of people trying, is the latest fake text.

at a glance you would be forgiven for assuming this is a valid text off of that bank called Natwest, or if you like NatWest or Nat West indeed. what the con relies on is your mind tricking you into thinking that in a glance you saw "Natwest" and so it must be legit, whereas in reality it says "Ntwest", meaning there is an "a" missing.

under no circumstances would any (proper) bank ever send you any message that blindly asks you to login to a site to "verify your details". that is a message which must be relayed and repeated again and again so no one forgets and all are aware. you may be thinking "but i know that". well, others do not, which is why this scam works from time to time.

if this is all too late and you have clicked on something like the above, perhaps it is not too late. stop reading this and contact your bank immediately for assistance. otherwise, as and when a text like this comes on your phone, just delete it straight away.

one of the perpetuated myths about texts like this is that "but how did they get my number" question. there's no intelligence or obtaining of data behind it. these scammers simply set up computers to generate millions of numbers which follow the pattern of the standard for mobiles in any particular country. the whole thing is automated, sent out in a "hit and hope" manner with the wish of catching someone.

to bring in the second, here's a look at a decidedly internet related form of scam - the scaremongering, made to make you fear pop up browser window demanding coins of money

let it not be said, at the least, that scammers don't have their finger on the pulse of the news. they know that many shall be aware of this "wannacry" virus ransomware thing, in particular as, from what i remember, it affected a number of NHS computers.

this demand pop up window is utter nonsense. no, Microsoft are not really saying they are watching your well being, and they are certainly not the ones you would contact if you followed the request for details on this.

should a pop up like this strike you whilst browsing the net simply close the browsing window and it is all gone. do not click on the links, do not call the numbers given and most decidedly do not hand over any information requested.

sometimes it seems that the browser window with this nonsense is "locked", as in it does not close easily. simply start Task Manager (on a Windows computer at the least) to close it down. you can access this by either right clicking over your tool bar (the bit at the bottom of your computer screen) (unless you have moved it to the side or top) or by pressing the Ctrl, Alt and Del keys at the same time.

well, there you go - hopefully for those concerned or curious this has all been of some reassuring help. or has given you a clue what to do if you've clicked on entirely the wrong thing.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, July 21, 2017



sometime an introduction which elaborates upon a set title is unnecessary and, to be sure, superfluous. this, i would imagine, is very much the case here. i would like to think that you, dear reader, have ascertained from the subject matter of the title of the post that yes, indeed, once again, look you see, i have been replacing a toilet seat.

not just any toilet seat, though. no. especially not in terms of cost, gentrification and all that fancy good stuff. as we shall see through the course of this post - or at least you will if you continue to read as such - this is possibly the single most expensive toilet seat which i have ever handled.

frames, or frame, of reference for this story - and it is a story - are or is perhaps a good idea. one of the hinges on our then current, or if you so wish the incumbent, toilet seat had eroded to the point of breakage. it seemed quite distressed, but possible to repair. also, possible not to do so.

as my (considerably) better half was rather fond of the existing toilet seat (and in fairness it was quite class) she requested that i look a replacing the hinge rather than the seat entire. i explored this possibility and found it to be, as we shall see later on, impractical.

the nearest best i could do, then, was to purchase an exact or perhaps precise (identical, maybe) replacement. and so this is what i did, as you can clearly see above. what is it? i would not have thought you would care too much to know what toilet seat we have within the home, but if i am wrong then it is the New York model off of Bemis. they seem to name all their model of toilet seats after cities in America; go figure.

and what did this cost? an extravagant and somewhat eye watering £38 ladies and gentlemen. yes, thirty eight, for there was no typing error. unless i have managed to make the mistake twice. this, i am assured on various review sections, is considered a mid-price toilet seat cost. probably good enough for minor Royals and select members of the aristocracy, then.

from pure respect from the high number of readers i get around the world, here's what that cost for 1 (one) toilet seat breaks down or otherwise translates into in other currencies.

¥5598.70 (Japan)
BC 0.02419 (Bitcoin)
$AUS 63.53 (Australia)
$NZ 67.71 (New Zealand)
$US 49.75 (USA)
CZK 1131.04 (Czech Republic)
€ 43.38 (Eurozone)
₯ 14,788.04 (Greece)
₪   176.90(Israel)
B/ 49.75 (Panama)
R 648.66 (South Africa)
₽ 2937.96 (Russia)
रु  5131.07(Nepal)
$B 99.50 (Barbados)

i have every reason to suspect, however, that the price is not applicable in Germany. my good friend Spiros has lent me some documentaries on social etiquette in Germany over the years. everything about these suggest that as and when a German has a call of nature they express this in a decidedly unconventional way, using a friend, partner or stranger rather than a dedicated plumbing facility.

the relevance of the costing will come somewhat agreeably to the fore when i get on to the matter of hinges. this is agreeable in terms of the tale rather than agreeable in any practical sense.

yeah, them are all the instructions and screws and bolts and other such things you get for your money. as well as a look at the underneath segment of the seat, should you be interested.

reflecting on an earlier comment, tying everything all together i suppose, is this a reasonable price for a toilet seat? there is a school of thought which says don't buy cheap for something you will rely on long term. it's a cost vs comfort thing. a reliable piece of advice in this world is never ever buy a cheap mattress - it won't last and you are going to cause yourself all sorts of agony when sleeping on it. the same, i would think, is true of toilet seats.

the mid-price claim on this one is interesting. for a start it was the most expensive one on sale at where i went, which was and indeed is B & Q. you can get seats sub-£20, or if you like south of £20. these, however, tend to be rather lightweight, and for some reason tend to be beautified with glitter patterns or picture of puppies.

as far as this New York one goes, i totes understand why my (considerably) better half was sad to see the demise of the other and why she is happy with the direct replacement. it is heavyweight, being made of moulded wood according to the box, and most comfortable. the mind boggles as to what ones which cost north of £40 perform like - perhaps so immersive and excellent an experience that once one sits on it they never leave.

speaking of cost, yes that is one of them "curious" discounts that stores from time to time offer and become an internet sensation. this plumber's tape reduced from 52p to 50p per role suggests that B & Q are not all that keen to get rid of it in a hurry. my mathematics has temporarily let me down; this discount works out at either just north of 1% or possibly a little bit north of 3%. either way, any saving is most splendid.

right, the business end of this post in respect of hinges. any entrepreneurial machinists, fabricators, metalworkers or other such manufacturers may want to make some notes here. or save all this info as a potential "win" for a business idea.

in referencing comments at the start, my first action was to investigate replacing the hinges on our incumbent toilet seat. this plan fell apart. whereas standard toilet seat hinge replacement sets were reasonable, costing considerably south of £10 (do your own currency conversions please), the hinges for the Bemis New York were, alas, decidedly not standard.

that there is the hinges on this seat. as you can see, although it is sideways, the part where it connect features a horizontal section, or plate or panel or beam, whatever the right word is for where you screw it on to attach. standard seats, i have discovered, have the opposite, which is to say a vertical section. arm, perhaps.

cost for this style of hinge? the cheapest i saw was £22, whereas the most expensive (and readily available) was somewhere about £1 north of £30.  so replacement hinges were between 58% and 84% of the cost of a whole new seat and fittings. as wasteful as it seemed, for there was little else wrong with the original seat, it seemed silly and to make no sense not to just purchase an entire new toilet seat set rather than the part i needed. welcome to the wasteful nature of first world problems, i guess. and us consumers are far from being alone in respect of guilt for this.

so, if you are enterprising, if you could manufacture these hinges and sell them for around £10 or £15, you would undercut the existing market in some style. now that i think about it, sure i only looked at suppliers and didn't think to consult the Bemis company directly, either through their website or anywhere else.

indeed yes that is me, or if you like i, out shopping at the prestige of B & Q for the toilet seat. no, they don't keep the toilet seats near the chainsaws. as point of fact i had to walk a good mile or so from one end of the store to the other in order to take this picture. why? well, chainsaws. they are smart and very useful items to have, in particular in the car whilst driving around.

by the way, the price of this Bemis toilet seat is not me reflecting on the idea that B & Q are an expensive store to be a patron of. far from it, or close to it, perhaps. it is not like i buy all that much DIY stuff, but the pricing they had seemed in accordance with what i saw around the web.

how did i get on with removing the remnants of the old toilet seat and attaching the new one? quite well, it just so happens. yes, no, DIY is not a strong point at all, but i've done so many of these now that i profess to being somewhat of a dab hand, to be sure.

all in all it took an hour or so, with most of the time being spent on tightening the nuts, or bolts, or whatever, to keep it in place. awkward angle, look you see. it's not easy when the toilet itself is in a corner as such, as you have to sort of reach and hope you are turning the right way for the one side.

the instructions were quite well laid out and indeed useful. one thing they skipped, though, if you for some reason are here looking for advice, is to test you have the bolt section in the optimal hole for fitting before tightening it all up. this i of course did, which was just as well, for if i had assembled it with the bolts in the central most of the middle holes it would not have fitted all proper at all.

and with that we have reached, or i have reached, pretty much the conclusion. yes, it was indeed a friday night i spent doing this, obviously earlier than this one when i wrote it. everything is later on, really.

right, well, i have things to be getting on with and you quite possibly do too. we shall call it quits here, for now, and no doubt more shall follow. although there are only so many posts one can write about replacing toilet seats, i suppose.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

the advert

hi there

i was recently having a bit of a gander at some football news, to be sure. in doing so i was confronted by that most perfectly normal of things that seems to get people all worked up. adverts on the internet, look you see.

for some reason people get all upset with such, believing that websites should just be all free and not have adverts on them. if only such was possible, but the reality is the way we have made the world means that one must make money to survive in it. perhaps if the machines take over we can all live a life of altruistic leisure, but not so much now.

that said, i can totes understand why some get fed up with the adverts they encounter on websites. mostly they are not very good. rubbish, in fact, to the point of irritation. like, for instance, this one.

no, not the Spanish bank thing, the big advert below it. i will of course trust you to work out the quite glaring problem with it.

a shirt signed by Eric Cantona, or if you like Ooh Aah, would be smart. alas, the pictured image of one signed by Rooney would be considerably less smart. awful, as point of fact. what question comes from this advert is which is true, are they offering a class Cantona shirt as worded (clumsily) or a massively less attractive Rooney one?

on the whole the advert would seem to be a waste of time for all parties, except the website hosting it. they, to be sure, would make a couple of pennies of income every time someone clicks on it. but then again who would click on something which at best is badly made and at worst appears to be some sort of sloppy attempt at misleading?

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

another most massivest strawberry


and so Wimbledon, as tennis experience look you see, will be pretty much forgotten and discarded for another year by the time you read this. gone it is, and tradition says that with it so too should the strawberries for another year. not so much in the modern world, though, to be sure.

in order to preserve them as being something special, once, strawberries were only available in England during the two weeks it took them to hold the tennis tournament. this was at a later stage expanded to allow for them at that Queen's tournament before it. eventually it was decided that strawberries, in the interests of freedom, could be available for the whole year in England, just as they had always been in the more exotic parts of the UK, particularly Wales.

get to the point? surely. as shown or perhaps it is better to say illustrated this very year (assuming we are still in 2017 as you read this) William is most enthusiastic about most massivest strawberries as a concern to eat. he was, whilst not being an active advocate of the sport, quite delighted this Wimbledon encounter to find yet another huge one or two of them.

an absolute pair of beauties, them, i would boldly suggest you will find. well, yes, they are if you happen to like strawberries in general and massive sized ones in particular. to be honest i am no particular fan, and cannot recall if they bigger they are the sweeter they are or if that means they are more sour. and your variation of appreciating these strawberries would have some bearing brought about by if you like them sweet or sour and which one of them the bigger is.

to my knowledge and in my experience William has yet to meet the strawberry which he did not like. he is quite enthusiastic about fruit in terms of eating it. this is no bad thing in accordance with what the experts say, for it is widely believed that the consumption of fruit makes one all the more healthy in terms of how they live.

since James gets a fair amount of updates here due to my outrageously excellent cricket coverage, let's take the time to ride how this has started and do some William updates. as a parent i suppose it is important to get some kind of balance. friends and family, i know, don't really mind which aspects of the family i update on, so long as it is not me in too much of an overt or often way.

yes, as you have no doubt ascertained already, that is William atop one of them wooden (and metal) (with some rope) play fort things down the park. this was on the instance of a particularly sunny saturday afternoon. James, as is the will and the way of his age, was off gallivanting with his chums, so William and i went off on an adventure of our own. which didn't cost me as much as you might think it would.

if that clear, lovely crisp (hello, Faye) blue sky suggests it was a magnificent day, indeed it was. we had splendid fun at a fair, at the park and in purchasing ice cream. which i did too, in the latter, which meant i had the inevitable brain freeze. i should know better than to eat it as it does that to me, but some of you enjoy learning of my discomfort.

one day after school William asked if it was OK if he made a flag. being of a persuasion to absolutely encourage any creative streak he has i said of course. that said, i didn't pay too much attention as he got on with it. right up until the point where he asked if he may have paint, for he had made such a massivest flag it was a chore to colour in pencil.

so yes, i did indeed crack open the paints and continued to let him get on with it. quite big, or if you like massivest, it is. apparently the idea to do this flag came to him during a conversation with a friend, or if you like chum, at school. he took it in to school the very next day, presumably to show the chum in question the fruits of his efforts. let us hope that he is so diligent when he is of a school age where homework is frequent.

more from the park? surely. here's William on a slide; one that he really rather enjoys climbing up as much as he likes sliding down it. yes, i suppose i should encourage him to use it in one direction alone, but just where would the fun reside in such.

with the summer holidays coming up, and theoretically we getting to have a form of summer holiday at least by English standards i suspect the play park, or if you like park where one can play, shall feature a lot in my days. this is no bad thing. the benches are magnificent, and i shall simply take a book along and read as William - perhaps James too, depending on his social calendar - get on with it all, to be sure.

on the off chance that rain should bless our summer what will we do? get wet, i suppose, of we go out. otherwise there is cinema, films at home, and playing 2s and 8s with cards. it's a game Mum taught all of us, and so i have taught the boys. we will think of something.

anyway, those who have visited this blog and this post in particular on the promise of most massivest strawberry business are probably distressed at the sudden lack of this. to conclude, then, here's William with just one of the two massivest ones seen right at the start.

so that's that for this post. indeed possibly that's that for massivest strawberry finds for a while, unless we get another particularly large one in a packet, or if you like punnet. as we can now enjoy them all year around as part of the new English way of doing things, this is of course a little possible.

for those interested in balance, yes, of course, more James as and when i do more cricket coverage. which should be quite soon.

may all be most magnificent in the massivest way possible with you, dear reader!

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sunday, July 16, 2017

more bubbles


let it not be said that i don't give you what you want. blimey, that's a fair few negatives to start off with, to be sure.

for some reason quite a few of you were very interested in a post i did about some bubbles, look you see. how many?  just north of 1,100 of you (with you being readers at large) have clicked on it and had a gander. or if you like read.

i am not at all sure what i wrote in that post, or just what might be the interest in the pictures. hey ho, if that's the sort of thing you dig then it is but the work of a moment to give you some more of the same here. only not the same, different.

well yes, no, not quite. again with the negatives, man. whilst these are indeed, or as point of fact, more images of more bubbles in my beloved washing machine, it's not all quite the same as the last rather tacitly celebrated post. there's something extra been added to the usual detergents this time around.

and just what got added? an item which is luxurious and bourgeois, if price or stated value of an item equates to such. yes, good assumption - some of that quite costly Vanish Platinum has been added.

for those not quite so heavily involved with laundry detergent trends, or indeed if you lack my enthusiasm for the same, Vanish Platinum is the latest chapter composed for the book of Vanish, the somewhat self-styled leading brand for stain removal products. this comes off the back of previous episodes which included just straightforward Vanish and then Vanish Gold, which promised to elevate stain removal to an entire new level.


Vanish Platinum is, then, one would presume, supposed to be a game changer. i must say that it is quite brave of Vanish to market in this way (well, Vanish or whoever makes it), for each new product of this nature features branding that suggests "oh that other stuff we sold you is actually rubbish, this is better, honest". and not once sold cheap, please note. but still, the advert on the tele and that for this new one suggested that i really should give it a go.

why? because in the adverts Vanish Platinum offers, if not promises or leads to suggest, the chance to really fix up the whiter sorts of white clothing. make them all crisp (hello, Faye), clean and shiny white, as it were. as washing cricket whites is now a significant factor in my life as i know it, and yes often i do wonder, much like the Talking Heads song, how did i get here, i thought i had best jolly well give this stuff a bloody go, what what.
and yes also seeing it at a marginally cheaper, on special offer price led me to give it a whirl. i do not recall the exact specifics and should this ever become a legal issue the courts shall just have to go whistle for i cannot produce a receipt as such, but i am sure the tub you see below - resplendent in Commodore 64 mode - was £5. as opposed to the £7 or north thereof that seems to be the going rate.

so is it worth all the fuss, the fanfare and the celebration which greeted it being advertised on television and sold to humbler clothes washers such as i? in truth no, not really. i did all the soaky, scrubby, washy, pre-wash stuff what the bottle (or tub) said to do and in my view the results were, at the best, satisfactory.

yes, sure, it got the stains out, but no better or noticeably different than how regular Vanish or that Vanish Gold stuff did the job. no i haven't done any qualified scientific comparisons or measured tests, but to my eyes the results are no more shiny than what would be normal after a wash.

those of you capable of playing videos here on this blog will, undoubtedly, be feeling or itching for a video right around now. to sate this, here you go - the Vanish Platinum bubbles in a moving visual form for your enjoyment.


whether you were able to play that video back or not i think all of you that were so enthusiastic about the bubbles post of last month will be let down with this one. that is because, pure and simple if we accept that the poor writing i offer is a constant unlikely to be enhanced, there are decidedly less bubbles to view here.

i think that might be my biggest disappointment with this whole Vanish Platinum business. normally the use of stain removal liquids or powders lends itself to the creation of more bubbles during the clothes washing process, very much so. not so with this stuff. if anything it's like they have for some reason made Vanish Platinum in a way that is bubble retardant, if such a thing is possible.

yeah, i probably am so void of ambition that had this Vanish Platinum stuff produced lots and lots of lovely bubbles then i would not be complaining about what it does, or doesn't do. to compensate, then, here you go - bubbles and washing machine in ZX Spectrum form.

do i, dear reader, sometimes find myself sat with my head in my hands, wondering why exactly it is so that i write things such as this? often, quite. it's not so much crying about where i went wrong with my life to get to this point, rather just playing the hand i was dealt. that said, with every strike of the key as i write this there is little beyond bitter resentment and spiteful anger that i was not so blessed with outrageous fortune enough to be David Lee Roth. there he is, out there being a most prolific sexualist, doing smart high kicks and performing ace tunes. and here i am writing this. talk about knowing your place in this world.

am i in any way inclined to offer suggestions or advice in respect of using Vanish Platinum? not much i can say beyond the above, i suppose. and then i have perhaps spoken too much, looking at that really sorry state of a paragraph above. in my experience with it thus far, and i have but used it twice and have made no real time like for like comparison, it does not particularly perform any better than any of the other Vanish stain removal things i have tried.

well, hopefully you've enjoyed further bubbles, and splendid on anything you may have drawn for yourself as a conclusion in respect of Vanish Platinum. i, alas, cannot really sit here and write any more (or much more) on the subject/s. things to do, to be sure. sure, none of them as exciting or interesting as what David Lee Roth does, but stuff that needs doing all the same.

my thanks to you all again for taking the time to read this sort of thing, or at the least for passing by and having a look at the pictures.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, July 14, 2017

random bowie - hunky dory

Howdy pop pickers

And so another episode of random Bowie for you, look you see. This is the 7th edition, with me somehow managing to keep my random target of doing one of these a month.

This time around, then, one of the classics that I have kind of been avoiding. It’s been interesting and a good deal easier to write about the less well celebrated records, or the ones that simply don’t get recalled. So no, then – no escaping. In this edition it is Hunky Dory I am giving a spin to; an album featuring at least two of Bowie’s greatest ever songs.

Fantastic fast facts? Surely. Hunky Dory is, by the commonly agreed upon method. Bowie’s 4th solo album. It was released just in time for Christmas 1971, and was recorded in part at a time when, strictly speaking, Bowie didn’t have a record deal. RCA picked him up, however, and would release this as well as all other albums up to the critics favourite landmark that is Scary Monsters….And Super Creeps. It was also the album to first feature proper the line-up that would be Ziggy Stardust And The Spiders From Mars. Not that you could see that brash glam sound coming from this mostly acoustic, rather pop-hippy-folk focused record, bar the one song (we will get to that).

I think I shall revert to doing a track by track sort of thing for this record, to be sure. In terms of those “is it any good” questions, the answer is an unequivocal yes. A strong case is presented to say that Hunky Dory is the single most essential David Bowie anyone could or should own. Everything that he was cherished for, all that he would explore and stand for, is right here in this album. So, you know, if you don’t have the record you are very welcome to stop reading and go get it.

As a few of you have, it seems, before I wrote this. In the week that The Beatles got to number one in the charts with the 50th Anniversary edition of Sgt Pepper, Hunky Dory for some reason re-entered the album chart in the 20s. Not bad.

So anyway, song by song? Song by song

Changes – One of the “at least two” greatest songs mentioned above. Quite a remarkable song which lyrically reflects his musical and artistic career to that point yet also tells tales of the future, since changes are what he did indeed go through.

Bowie’s stated intention for the song was for it to be as whimsical if not disposable as the changes suggested by the song. It’s one that endured, however, perhaps because with each passing year it seemed all the more relevant to him.

There’s little I can say about the song that hasn’t been said, or rather isn’t better being heard by you playing the song. Just a nice touch to show how it endured for audiences over the years, however, is a reminder that the lyrics for the film were quoted right there at the start of the celebrated 80s film The Breakfast Club

Oh! You Pretty Things – That wonderful moment on a record where the second song is as good, if not better, than the first, so you know you are in for a great musical experience and not just one song padded out with filler.

Much of the album before Hunky Dory (The Man Who Sold The World, yes I will do it one day in a random edition, maybe) carried a sense of Led Zeppelin influence. This was both in sound and lyric. Whilst the sound has softened here the lyrics seem to continue the Page-Plant exploration of the likes of Crowley, Nietzsche, etc. It’s a fun song that plays on the idea of a coming “superior race”, only doing so with a delightfully ambivalent sexual identity with phrases such as “homo superior”.

It is not unreasonable to suggest that Oh! You Pretty Things was or is a great “lost single” by Bowie. All things are easy in retrospect, but it carries the sound of a song that would not be out of place on any best of or greatest hits compilation.

Eight Line Poem – This is perhaps the one weak part of the record. Which when you consider it is pretty good, it is no bad thing. Eight Line Poem segues from Pretty Things, and has always sounded like a song which was more fun for the musicians to play than it was for an audience to listen to.

Life On Mars? – Yeah, the other one of the two songs that could be considered his all time greatest. I seem to recall that this one “won” some sort of poll for “best Bowie song of all time”, probably helped by the superb BBC series of the same name.

What, you want me to waste your time trying to explain the greatness of this song? Bowie’s superb vocal is respectfully matched by Rick Wakeman’s celebrated piano. If for some reason it helps or is of interest I wrote the lyrics to this song out on the inside of a lever arch file I used in college. Then, when I got a new file for University, I wrote the lyrics out in that one too. And yeah, whatever, this was all at a time when Bowie’s stock was somewhat lower down than it is now, being the early 90s.

Kooks – One of the most delightful songs on the album. A whimsical, fun and loving tune, as happy as happy can be. Ostensibly written as a lullaby for his (and Angie’s) then newborn song, it works just perfectly without any such knowledge of the tune. This is reflected in several cover versions of the song being out there, with one of the better takes being by no less than Robbie Williams, fancy that. There’s also some “new” (ish) band out there with this name, I assume they lifted it from the song.

Quicksand – The brightness of Kooks gives way to one of two darker points on the record at heart this is essentially a hippy album, and every now and then a hippy must get all dark and heavy, man.

To say this is the song of a troubled narrator is both obvious and an understatement. It’s a desolate, desperate song, wrestling with just what meaning life has and in a not particularly tacit way pondering if the only way to understand existence is in ceasing it.

Fill Your Heart – And back to brightness. This cover rivals Kooks for the most happiest, loveliest and prettiest tune on the record. Coming off the back of Quicksand, a quite remarkable, zestful, positive poppy tune. Just all wonderful stuff, really. The kind of song that was intended to be disposable pop yet has lived on for many years. One really cannot help but yearn for a time when more music was a good deal more like this.

Andy Warhol – “hole, as in holes”. Hear the song and you will understand. A simply amazing song which, for some reason I am unaware of, is blessed with a splendid quasi Spanish (ish) sort of guitar backing.

It is very hard not to hear Andy Warhol as something of a p!ss take, or it being a dig at the celebrated artist. Apparently, though, it is not or was not intended as such. Bowie went and played the song for Andy, which when you consider the lyrics must have been tricky to do with a straight face. No recorded evidence reveals what Andy thought of it (perhaps Andy was tired, Andy took a little snooze), but Bowie’s insistence that he wasn’t having a go at him is slightly confirmed by the fact that he of course played the artist in the film Basquiat.

Song For Bob Dylan – Right, OK. If Andy Warhol was not a dig or a poke at the titular subject matter, not so sure here. Occasional comments by Bowie here and there have suggested that yes, this was a go at Dylan for if not “selling out” then not quite being all that his fans had made him to be.

With the above in mind, when Bowie did speak of the song he did seem to suggest his focus was more on it being of what he wanted to do with music rather than that which Dylan, to his mind, was not. To be honest this is getting messy; perhaps its best to simply listen to it and take from it what you will.

Not that any feelings then about Bob Dylan prevented Bowie from doing a (somewhat interesting) cover of Like A Rolling Stone in the 90s. You can find it on Heaven & Hull, which was Mick Ronson's posthumous album. which i wonder if was in the back of the mind of Bowie as and when he started considering Blackstar.

Queen Bitch – The one decidedly not acoustic song on the album. Also, the one which I would argue is the third of Bowie’s greatest ever songs which graces this album.

Usually Queen Bitch is cited as a “homage” or other such nod of the hat to the Velvet Underground, a band of which Bowie was a most avid fan. If that’s how it started great, but what it did was anticipate the whole sound of the next record, Ziggy Stardust, and arguably gave a whole sense of direction and sound to that entire “glam rock” genre.

The only other thing I can really add is that it’s simply a great rock song, let the subtle overtly hidden homoerotic undertones of the lyrics wash over you and shout along. Which is exactly how I listen to it.

The Bewlay Brothers – Just as what was once called a side one finished with the dark sounds of Quicksand, we go darker still at the close of what would once have been side two.

It’s just been the 46 years that the meaning of the lyrics to this song have been scrutinised and debated, then. Many just assume it’s all a reference to Bowie’s half-brother. Bowie didn’t refute this, but did always hint that there were “more layers” to the song than just that.. Away from that, there’s a whole spectrum of interpretations, ranging from the song being “just deliberate nonsense intended to intrigue” right through to the claim that it’s a subliminal like effort at promoting a (or ‘the’) “gay agenda”, whatever that might be, precisely.

Adding to the confusion of just who might be referenced to by the name Bewlay Brothers is the fact that Bowie, towards the business end of the 70s, named a music publishing partnership as this. Also, things like Iggy Pop's Lust For Life album got credited as being produced by "Bewlay Bros". Perhaps it means something, maybe Bewlay is an acronym, possibly Bowie just liked the aesthetics of the name.

For those of us with the early 90s CD issue the album comes with a generous four extra tracks. The first two are ones theoretically not available anywhere else at the time. Bombers is a wonderful fun tune, whilst The Supermen once again finds David pursuing a Led Zeppelin like lyrical storytelling.

The last two songs are demo versions of Quicksand and The Bewlay Brothers. If we assume for the moment that Bowie had complete, utter and total control over what went on these reissues, including these two specifically is intriguing. It could be nothing, or it could have been David saying to us, his audience, “here, pay attention, I feel these two songs are particularly interesting or important.”.

And that would be that for the track by track. Sorry, hope you weren’t holding out for some musical insights or factual stuff, just my reactions to them for you I fear.

On release Hunky Dory sold well and certainly gave Bowie a whole lot of attention but it didn’t quite make him a huge star. In interviews he always seemed to speak of the post-Hunky Dory, pre-Ziggy Stardust time fondly. People who discovered the album came up to him and complemented him on the music and lyrics. That surely must be one of the biggest rewards for any artist or musician. After Ziggy, you would think, approaches would be all rather more fame and fan adulation rather than artistic appreciation Which, in fairness, also has rewards.

Well, that’s that, as in some 2000 words on an album that you maybe already have, or at the least has already had considerably more written about. No, it’s not my favourite David Bowie album, but yes it is bloody close to being it. In conclusion, then, I can only echo what I said close to the start – if there were to be just one David Bowie album that every music lover should own, then it is hard to argue with Hunky Dory being that album.

Thanks as ever for reading. On to the next album then, and no at this stage I have absolutely no idea which one to do after this. I will think of something.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, July 13, 2017

work experience as a woman, or lack thereof....................

hello there

i wasn't really going to bother with this first image or the reason for the title of this post, look you see. and then they kept on sending the same thing to me, so i figured they were desperately trying to tell me to do so, to be sure.

whilst i don't moan so much as others about junk email or "spam", i will confess i am very lazy. it's rare that i bother to go and unsubscribe or deregister from mailing lists, figuring it is but the work of a moment to press the delete key on any or all mails which displease me so. besides, leaving mail to flow through the streams of the internet means you get to see some interesting things from time to time, and get invitations that are not quite appropriate.

yes, i really am rather bad at deregistering things. as in, it has been two general elections, one referendum i could take part in (and decidedly did) and one which i could not since i was in South Africa, but there i am getting mails still. i've also been able to witness Zac Goldsmith contest a significant number of elections, but that is beside the point.

here, then, is the danger of harbouring lots of information, or "big data farming" as it is called. many companies sit on huge amounts of data which may well be useful to them and their business concern, but all too often they just squander it or have no idea how to use it properly.

with the focus on the above, if they did, then they would have clocked that the email address they sent this to has not been used on their site for some 4 years. also, as they have my details, they have my gender and thus should be aware of how there' s little i could tell them about being a woman in the corporate sector, or any other such realm. unless someone forgot to mention it to me.

no. yes, though, yes i have moved on from the main subject above. we have moved on, i suppose, for if you are reading this then you are on the journey with me. time is a train, etc.

the above is an image a good friend very kindly shared with me. i wasn't at all sure what to do with it so i put it here. indeed it is Berlin Zoologischer Garten, or to us not in Germany or of German speaking as such Zoo Station. for a number of reasons this has always been something of a cultural touchstone for artists i like. well, two - U2 and their splendid Achtung Baby shenanigans, and David Bowie with his involvement in the film adaptation of the life of Christiane F. i think - note "think" - that the soundtrack for that film is the only way you can get a physical copy of the version of Bowie's "heroes" that mixes with the German one, "helden". for some reason i suspect there's also a fairly rare single mix of Stay on it. so worth getting.

every now and then i wish for something. things like going for an extra degree or two so that i could, without any particular meaning, place the name "Dr" as my title. and things like having the bold, brazen, audacious extroverted brass neck to charge people money for stating the obvious.

these two together would seem handy in incidents such as this one.

yes, that's right. apparently a qualified professional has been consulted - and presumably paid - to explore and establish why exactly there might be more traffic on the roads of any city during school term times as opposed to the holiday period. whilst the answer to this might be worth proving beyond reasonable doubt for some reason, i suspect that i simply could not sleep at night if i had accepted any sort of payment for researching this one.

but, you know, if someone did ask me to do a survey or study or such report onto why traffic is busier around the time people go to and from work, or to and from school with their children, perhaps i could be persuaded to bank the cheque and come up with something for them.

anyway, make of this what you will, and most splendid a time has been had by me if this happens to be of any interest to someone.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

so what's up with the WhatsApp scam......


just one of them public service announcement sort of updates, look you see. no idea why i feel compelled to do them as i am sure there are better sources of info than me, but here you are and so here it is.

earlier this week i got a quite excited message. it assured me that my "subscription" to WhatsApp, the quasi popular messenger application for phones, was about to run out or end. it provided me with a link to click on whereby i might pay 99p for a "lifetime" subscription.

to be clear at the start, this WhatsApp subscription expired message is a scam and a hoax, perpetrated by those more despicable criminal types on the web. there's a new story here about it if you so wish to read. if you get or have got this message delete immediately. should you have fallen for it then contact your bank as soon as possible, should you have handed over any details.

right, let's have a look at what came to me - edited down a bit so as not to reveal too much info, or to give you the link they scammers are using. yes, let me rather remove that curiosity temptation from your keyboard, to be sure.

quite a little bit clever it is, as you can see. i am quite lazy and so never deleted an old message i got what was genuinely from WhatsApp asking me to verify my new phone. this scam message, the second text above, was somehow sent in such a way that my phone recognized the ID as being the official WhatsApp message channel. pretty scary that these scammers can do that.

no one is quite sure how the scammers have got all the numbers of people using WhatsApp to send this out. i don't think there is anything so intelligent as that. my (considerably) better half has a telephone number quite close to mine numerically and she got the same message within seconds of me. i suspect these scammers - or if you like sh!tbag criminals - are just using machines to generate tens of thousands of sequential numbers that follow the pattern of mobile phones and are sending away in bulk.

when you take the time to look at the text it is clearly a scam. for a start there's no actual mention of WhatsApp in it. the link is also clearly nothing to do with them. and the presentation of the required fee, 99p, is not in a standard format for us here in the UK.

my guess would be that if you clicked on the link they gave you would be taken to a fancy, pretty looking site and encouraged to hand over personal details and bank account numbers. please don't do it.

anyway, hope this has been of help to anyone who got this message or similar and has wisely decided to double check and research before taking any actions. and to be clear once more, the only action you should take involves your delete button.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

the threads are wearing thin with time

hello there

one of those posts which may well be a waste of time, look you see. well, yeah, maybe all of mine are, but anyhow. in this instance i say such from a suspicion that i have covered this all before, and because the quality is not so great for what it is if i haven't.

shall i just get away from that, to be sure, baffling start and get on with it? yeah, think so.

i have been raking through all my boxes of stuffs once more. no, we are not fully unpacked and nor are we likely to be. just ask anyone who has ever moved at all. well, moved with stacks of stuff. anyway, i was looking for something specific. i found this, and that might appear on the web later. in doing so, though, i found some of my old t-shirts. ones which were once most smart, at least in respect of condition.

absolutely, oh yes, that is an image of a t-shirt i have which celebrates, or perhaps simply promotes, the most splendid band Suede. this one, presented for your pleasure in Commodore 64 mode, showcases the artwork for the legendary Animal Nitrate single. top tune, boss video.

it might please or otherwise appease you to learn that a non-Commodore 64 mode version of this t-shirt appears below. you will, however, thank me for showing it in the above as it looks better. time, and being packed away for some four or so years, has not been so kind to it, alas.

time has also most certainly not been kind to my t-shirt of The Stone Roses which celebrates their less enthusiastically received Second Coming recording.

quite, yes. that is a large(ish) hole in the t-shirt below the cherub face, and they are as point of fact little tears all over it. and it's discolouring badly. should one say that this t-shirt is now surely nothing more than a rag to be used for mopping and washing things they may well be right. the fact that it says The Stone Roses on it, however, has up to now precluded me from disposing of it.

someone somewhere suggested that i simply get these t-shirts framed. my physique is, after all, not of the slender nature intended for t-shirts. also, people of a certain age are supposed to stop wearing t-shirts and start wearing all grown up collars and such sh!t. it's a lovely idea (the frame part), but i would not know where i would put them on display.

a return, then, to the Suede t-shirt presented in a non-Commodore 64 mode, allow you to see how some 20+ years, close to 25 i think, and wearing it has affected it.

unavoidable realities are, well, present as and when one discusses Suede. the primary one of these, with particular emphasis on Brett Anderson, is of course sex. as in having it off, or oooh la la, slap and tickle, etc. if not quite to David Lee Roth standards Brett Anderson is a most impressive sexualist, and such things happen readily in association with Suede.

it would be improper, crass and of no interest to you to go into any specific details. that said, for the record i would estimate that i have had 0.01% of the sexual experiences in this t-shirt that Brett Anderson would have had if he wore the same. that might sound low, but trust me when you consider what it is an overall percentage of it is more than satisfactory. 

moving on, then, towards a climax if you are so inclined, in the interests of balance here's a look at the Second Coming off of The Stone Roses t-shirt in Commodore 64 mode.

yeah, that hole in it is still visible in Commodore 64 mode, which takes some doing. should my (considerably) better half ever get hold of it this will be binned, so let me scurry it away to safety within my elevated shed.

to date, then, Second Coming remains the last album to be recorded and released by The Stone Roses. no, still no news of whether or not they remain an active band, or if so if they intend to release any further new vibes after the singles All For One and Beautiful Thing. yes, i still hold out hope that Christmas with The Stone Roses will be a real album one day and not just played in my imagination.

anyway, most happy day if this has proven to be of interest to someone!

t-shirts are not forever, love and cherish them whilst you can.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, July 10, 2017

boba feet

hi there

my travels took me, look you see, not so much past as to and inside the shop where i most recently got some more of them Star Wars "micro comic" things. this was all way back in May, of course, and if you'd like to see the specifics then you need only click here.

for those that did not click there, for whatever reason, the point if not purpose of this post would be to discuss that i took a chance, punt perhaps, on another one of them micro comic bag things. the lure of getting a smart (ish) 3D poster of Lando, Lobot or Boba Fett was just too much to resist. irresistible, even.

no, i didn't make a specific journey to go and get another one. that would be foolish, for the cost of travel alone would exceed the cost of the item. and i was not all that bothered, but still. whilst i was there, i figured or if Australian reckoned why wouldn't you have a go.

buying two more "micro comic" packets would have doubled my chances of getting a Boba Fett one. this would also, however, represented the chance of wasting twice as much money on attempting such. so no, i did not. i just got the one packet. and, as you can see here in the glory of Commodore 64 mode via my new (ish) phone thingie with a camera welded to it, no Boba Fett but also no disappointment.

yes, quite. fortune smiled on me enough to avoid getting either of the first two i bought once more. it was also most kind of fortune to deliver unto me the one that had my two favourite Star Wars dudes on it - Lando and Lobot.

it is entirely possible that i am wrong, and someone (anyone) is most welcome to correct me on this, but i am pretty sure this is the first time ever that i have had a 3D poster of Lando and Lobot. granted, true, it is not just them two on the poster, but it is easy enough to ignore the other minor, background characters on it and just admire them two total dudes.

since we are here in a Star Wars themed post in another month, no matter how contrived that this might all be, time to gaze at what my calendar has. for those relatively new to this, at the start of the year i invested neither north nor south of but exactly £3 into a Star Wars concept art calendar. so i show off each month here.

sideways, sometimes.

i am unsure or uncertain if that rotates around the right way for you on whatever device you are looking at this on, but for me here on my PC as i type way that has come up sideways. and sorry but i have no patience for taking another image and trying again.

what is it this month? well, if you click on the image it should make it big enough to see, and maybe allow you to rotate for a better view. failing that, it's more concept art off of The Empire Strikes Back, which is the film under scrutiny in these / this "micro comic" thing. more art from the ice planet Hoth, or if you like the planet Hoth which does seem to have a good deal of snow and ice. one could easily mistake it for Norway, i suppose.

back to the comic, then, and another image which has come out sideways on my side. sorry for that. here's an image of the most exciting cartoon panels in this micro comic, and next to it is the back of a collector card which was in the same bag.

yes, that's right. two panels off of the comic book itself which feature Lobot in some very exciting, immense and interesting action. the card is part of a puzzle i guess they wish you to make. as you can see, it shows off the feet of Boba Fett; hence this post being called what it is.

now then, a bit of a bonus for all you that are enthusiastic, to be sure, about the Star Wars "concept art" calendar. with June concluding we saw our system reach the end of 6 of 12 months, or if you like just about halfway into the year. to celebrate this the designers and manufacturers of the calendar threw in a kind of "concept art poster bonus" in the middle.

indeed that is one of the more celebrated moments out of the next Star Wars film after Empire Strikes Back, the one called something along the lines of Return Of The Jedi. or Nancy umezurtz faltsua itxuraz itzultzen da in the original basque language as it is better known.

another look at the boss Lando and Lobot and minor other characters 3D poster thing to finish off? sure, although i would suspect a few of you finished reading this long since past.

that thing about "never say never" comes to mind when i consider, if not simply ponder, the question of whether or not i am prepared to gamble on further Empire Strikes Back "micro comic" things. ultimately it is unlikely that i will, for i suspect i shall not return to the one and only store which sells them prior to them being taken off the market.

one of them 3D posters of Boba Fett would have been nice, then, but one really cannot complain about having a smart one with Lando and Lobot on it.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, July 08, 2017

it always brings me back when i hear oooh child


trying to state the greatest or best of anything is a foolish endeavour, look you see. such things are best left well alone, for they depend entirely on one's perspective and point of view. oh, sure, you could try and come up with some scientific rationale for measuring or declaring something to be the best, but in doing so you make it cold and rob from it the emotional engagement required for consideration.

declaring such is quite silly, then. and can make those that do it seem silly. the finest example of this i always remember is NME when they said - and for a while repeated it - that Regret by New Order was "the most important" single of the 90s. by doing so they disgraced themselves and the band, and tarnished what was a pretty decent tune with unrealistic expectations.

but then again it is important that we, as mostly civilised and at the least partially educated, to be sure, people do take the time to celebrate the wonders of Intergalactic by the Beastie Boys.

yeah, that image is just of the five albums and the one official compilation, or if you will anthology. sorry for that, i was not inclined to go digging and take out the single(s) i have stashed away of Intergalactic itself as such.

besides, appreciating Intergalactic is achieved all the more better, in a way, but allowing it to express away within the context of the entire body of work of the Beastie Boys. although it is most smart to just listen to on its own, i suppose.

what makes Intergalactic so awesome? a lot of it is to do with the video, which is one of the most amazing things ever, man. if you're anywhere near a television of viewing device and it comes on you should just instantly stop whatever you are doing and just enjoy the moment, even if it is some sort of fancy or otherwise blasé dinner party of consequence.

it is highly unlikely that i would ever "do" an NME and suggest that Intergalactic was the most important song or single of the 90s, or even the most of that for the Beasties. but it must be pretty darn close, i suppose, on account of it being all awesome and that.

but that said, and if you can play video back on the device / browser you are using then that would help, what comes pretty darn close to making me do the above is the absolutely amazing thing someone did where they remixed Intergalactic with the theme off of the proper version of Battlestar Galactica form the 70s. which it would be, since the new "rebooted" version did not exist as and when the Beasties, as was their way, "dropped" the most righteous and banging vibes of Intergalactic on an undeserving world.

here, if you can, listen.


when i first heard that i can clearly recall doing one of them "fist pump" things, and grinning, and going "yes" in my mind and vocally. it was all, be like, surely this was always meant to be, and now that it is, the world is a much, much better place for it being.

just what sort, going back, of dinner party would feature a television on and then what are the odds of Intergalactic randomly being broadcast whilst such happened? a peculiar question, indeed. one that by a strange quirk of time, fate, history and the fact that i cited it can answer, only i select if not elect not to. should it happen to you, react how you will.

in this increasingly isolar world it is always of welcome reassurance when one finds they are not quite so alone as suspected. to this i say with some confidence that i am very far indeed, numerically, from being the only one to celebrate Intergalactic in such a way. granted the number who celebrate the Battlestar Galactica (proper 70s one) mix is smaller, but i feel if not believe this is down to not so many people hearing it. and to hear it is to love it.

Richard, for instance, is quite the fan of all things Intergalactic. yes, Richard enthusiasts, there is an image of him coming up. it is a still from a video which we shall see momentarily, assuming your browser and device allow video playback. i would just about trust that he is delighted to feature in a post here what is predominantly to do with the Beastie Boys. well, who wouldn't be.

now then, for the benefit of those who can watch, the video. at least once a year Richard quite likes to engage in an overt celebration of Intergalactic, much i would imagine just like all of us.

usually this would be a private ceremony, or if you like service. it is not, however, an event from which recording devices are explicitly prohibited. as this is ostensibly the 19th anniversary year of this magnificent song, Richard elected to make a video and share it.


a most splendid celebration, full worthy of the tune, i trust you agree.

what makes the video for Intergalactic so amazing? just all the factors brought together, i suppose. mostly, if you had to think of just one thing, it would be that massive robot they fly around in.

i suspected a still of the robot from the video would be quite predictable, so instead here's a look at the schematics or if you prefer design of it. this is taken from the inside of the lavish CD packaging for Hello Nasty. with the art of CD packaging somewhat lost on this download generation.

no, Intergalactic, as awesome and as interesting as it is to stop dinner parties, was not the greatest video by the Beastie Boys. that honour goes, decidedly so, to Sabotage. it's amazing. all that shouting and facial hair and running and jumping and sliding and punching people in the face and rolling and that. great stuff, man.

a happy life, then, could be said to be one in which one is regularly able to experience both Intergalactic and Sabotage in their video promo glory. the location or setting for where one would watch them matters not, i suppose, just as long as they may be seen.

no, i believe that this is all that i can realistically say on Intergalactic at this stage. except perhaps to once again say how amazingly awesome the song and the video for it all is.

there's every chance that no one is reading this section; that no one shall ever read it. should i have done this all proper all who visited this post will have seen the start and said "yes, Intergalactic is awesome, let me stop reading this and go and listen to it". which is, you know, fine.

should i be wrong, well thanks for reading and sorry about this last bit being a slight waste of time.

be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!