A little late in the week for this one… and I am fully aware that this rates a strong 9.3 on the twee scale. However, inbetween shots I was listening to Giggs and watching Vice’s new Swansea Love Story documentary. Go hard or go home (I went home)






A little late in the week for this one… and I am fully aware that this rates a strong 9.3 on the twee scale. However, inbetween shots I was listening to Giggs and watching Vice’s new Swansea Love Story documentary. Go hard or go home (I went home)







I recently ate a cake that was so delicious I almost went blind. Not only did it taste like an angel fingering my tongue, but it was the best looking cake the world had ever seen. See for yourself , feast your eyes…
It was for a friends birthday and lovingly crafted by Alice the Baker, who in my opinion, should be crowned queen of London’s current cake scene, or ’sponge-wave’ as I am going to start calling it.
The birthday girl, despite receiving such an amazing cake, will soon be celebrating the payoff from a year’s arduous work … with any luck, next year will herald the launch of new magazine JUKE, that promises to be harder, faster, stronger, louder than anything else out there. I’ve seen a glimpse of the launch issue, and as well as overflowing with all the bands you want to hear, and clothes you want to wear, the layout itself is a work of art.
At a festival earlier this year I saw Nicky from Big Brother 07 hanging around looking lost. I was with a friend who was convinced that he needed a photograph of himself with her to plaster all over his MyTwitBook account. I’m sure she has this kind of request all the time, and i’m sure she doesn’t mind. In fact, we were successful in engaging her in conversation (as much as she could handle) and getting the shot. The problem is that I hate doing that sort of thing – i’ve taken (amateur) photos of models, musicians and various ex-girlfriends and it never gets any easier. I spend most of my day feeling like an awkward Larry David-ite and this sort of situation just amplifies it more. However, with the invention of the camera phone, its becoming more and more easy to shove technology in somebody’s face and ask them to smile. If you don’t use your phone’s built in camera then I highly recommend it, because without realising it, i’ve inadvertently made a photo-journal of my life spanning 5 years.
My cats bugging out to Joy Orbison’s Hyph Mngo. Nothing more, nothing less.
Radio One’s incredibly buoyant Nihal paid us a visit today and a) showed me this amazing advert for Jay-Z’s BP3 and b) informed me that at the Prodigy’s appearance at Reading Festival, there were, on average, 3 crowd surfers to reach the front barrier per second.
…then he left.
Lately, the Internet has claimed many victories. When not bobbing his head to Grizzly Bear, Jay-Z personally handed out copies of his forthcoming masterpiece Blueprint 3 to combat piracy. The Internet won – it leaked last week. Yesterday, the BBC announced that you can now watch iPlayer through your Playstation, giving viewers yet another excuse to throw away their moribund TV ariels. Augmented Reality apps are soon to be launched, and the very fact that I’m writing this on the tube leads me to believe that the Hover Board I dreamt about riding as a child may not be that far from production.
However, the Internet is also built on pictures of nipples peaking from celebrity stage outfits, videos of dogs on skateboards, and crooks finding elaborate ways of selling you viagra and stealing your money. This is my contribution. A video of my friends doing a recurring hand gesture at the Reading Festival… place it where you will.
FEAT: Christopher Bellam, Sam Eldridge, Radiohead, Natalie Judge, Craig Ainsley, My Ex-Boyfriend Records, Satan, Vampire Weekend, Richard Onslow, Adam Buxton, Magistrates, Jon Wilkinson, Ellie, Stephen Hallowes, Lizzie, Nicky from Big Brother, Hary Potter (in the gas mask) Lucy Stehlik, Faith No More, Hannah Overton, Ruth Barlow, Rosie Ware, Imran Ahmed, Gareth Simpson, Samuel Strang, Mike Clewley, Patrick Johnson, Hannah Gould, Phil Laslett, Caroline and Ben Beardsworth, Stephanie Houghton, Daniel Turner.
Music: Seasick Mutiny by Is Tropical

To reward a performer or performance with a standing ovation seems to has lost it’s weight. Nowadays, the majority of sit-down gigs I attend (mostly at the Royal Festival Hall, mostly Drag City artists) are met with the audience stumbling to their feet at the end of the performance, almost only to demonstrate that they are not sitting down anymore. I prefer it when the final note rings, a last syllable is uttered, and the audience not only throw themselves to their feet in hurried unison, but also do the little fast foot shuffle from Flashdance. These moments are rare, but Dave Eggers was awarded one after delivering one of the most humble and inspiring speeches the TED organisation has ever seen. Spare 25 minutes to watch the following video – you won’t regret it, and it’ll give you something to talk about in the awkward pillow talk after a successful night out at the Moustache Bar.
Eggers, an established writer, has embarked on a scheme called ‘Once Upon a School‘ that essentially fools children into learning and claiming that ‘world peace can be achieved by doing your homework’. By working with them on a strictly 1:1 ratio and dressing his learning centres with shop fronts such as a Pirate Supply Store and a Time Travel 7-Eleven, he and his team of volunteers have spawned similar outlets across America all with a different attitude towards schooling and is achieving fantastic results where ever he sets up shop.
It comes as no surprise then that he has also written the screenplay for the forthcoming Spike Jonze film ‘Where the Wild Things Are’, a film that myself, and almost everyone I talk to, is ‘well stoked’ about. I truly believe, only by seeing the trailer that Jonze and Eggers are about to release a film that provokes genuine nostalgia for a carefree childhood without falling into the oh-so-common ‘not as good as the book’ trap. It will be the next generations Neverending Story, Labyrinth and the Dark Crystal to look back on and help forge bonds between first day university students.
Karen O will be in charge of the soundtrack, whether it’s original compositions or a collection of hand picked songs, I’m still unsure, but she has recorded a song called ‘All Is Love’ that seems not to exist on the internet. In the mean time, enjoy Arcade Fire providing the soundtrack to the trailer.
At Reading Festival last year, I was reliving myself in one of those trough-style urinals. It was the third day, and it was brimming with golden joy. Floating on the surface was a solitary can of Red Bull, and bizarrely, amidst the stench of the toilets / Reading on a Sunday / dreadlocks … it’s all I could smell.
I hate the stuff, I loathe the advertising campaign and I abhor anyone who has ever drunk the new pint size version on the tube.
Still, this is pretty cool. I live just next to Vauxhall’s MI6 building, inbetween FIRE and HOIST… and I would love use one of these magic graffiti pens to write “It’s Monday morning” next to the passed out guys I step over on my way to work.
