WIDATW

Dec. 19th, 2006 09:01 am
kneeshooter: (camera)
The weekend mostly sped past in a blur - in fact so much I ended up doing very little more yesterday than try and recover. Today will be better. Oh yes.

Friday was [livejournal.com profile] fishthecat's birthday do at Chez [livejournal.com profile] quondam. Much Micro Machines was played, there was much cursing of consoles and I was reminded how hilarious playing two-people-one-controller can be. A little booze passed my lips, but it only served to improve my game, honest.

Saturday I got the train to Sheffield for Batfink. This was at the kind invitation of The Way Of All Flesh. We'd hoped to spend a bit of time with my new lights and get some live shots. Alas the soundcheck wasn't quite as efficient as it could have been so we didn't have very much time. However some shots were grabbed of the band (plus [livejournal.com profile] paul_sticks who was DJing) and then I got to say a brief hello to [livejournal.com profile] gothgrr, [livejournal.com profile] ayrton_nix, [livejournal.com profile] sarcaustick, [livejournal.com profile] darkstones, [livejournal.com profile] toripink and [livejournal.com profile] thirstypixel; watched some bands and then hung around with [livejournal.com profile] ant_girl and [livejournal.com profile] grufti who kindly let me enjoy their new spare bed.

Batfink started well but never actually seemed to take off despite the early promise. It seemed reasonably healthy but not especially vibrant. Of the bands, 3ulogy had a little bit of promise but aren't there yet; TWOAF I enjoyed - a little old school for my current taste but they seemed to be enjoying themselves (unlike 3ulogy who were trying very hard to be angry); Rome Burns I've not seen before and I'd make the same comments as for TWOAF; Voices of Masada I've seen a number of times and while the confidence and production are improving they're not really my thing. Maybe ten years ago...

What was disappointing was the size of the crowds for the bands. It seemed to me that each band was mostly just watched by "their friends" who then didn't stay for the others. Obviously I can understand the importance of seeing your friends and offering them support but a generally healthy, vibrant scene it does not make.

Sunday morning I didn't see my hosts as I dashed to Leeds station; took a particularly slow train back to Birmingham; charged my camera batteries then got back on a slow train - this time to London for NMA. It's been a while since I saw them and Justin now has the most ill-advised haircut I've seen him with (but then he is 50 so deserves some latitude). I caught the end of the support (Dave Blomberg's current band - Nozzle) who were quite impressive.

I can't remember much about NMA themselves - it was good; probably not the best I've seen them, but that might have been because I was absolutely shattered. Needless to say I have plenty of pictures of varying quality and will put some up at some point. An early finish meant I was on the 22:56 from Euston, so to bed at a healthy 2am...

I'm not sure I'll be able to do that kind of thing when I'm working in Nottingham - another unforseen cost.

Anyway - some pictures...

Photos )
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Friday night was The Levellers. Wow. It was like being 19 again. Although I've seen them doing a "seated acoustic gig" in the last couple of years I've not seen a full show since 1993 in Portsmouth - actually might have been the second gig I ever went to (first was Fat Bob on the Cure's Wish tour). Looking at the Lev's discography they've been releasing steadily since they got together, but the gig concentrated on the catchy tunes - there was a lot of Levellers and Levelling the Land. But they pulled it off without sounding like a "Shit, we've run out of money! Best tour again!" gig.

Which reminds me, I must sort out if I'm going to try and do NMA next Sunday in London (after doing Batfink on Saturday).

Saturday I managed a little cycle without falling off and eventually headed into town for not-Goth Shite. Despite a slow start I had a jolly good night - though after getting a little tipsy I feel I must apologise to a number of people... [livejournal.com profile] nearly_everyone was out, there was a little dancing, a little bitching, a little conversation and some other things I don't quite know how to describe.

My alcohol tolerance must be at rock bottom though, I had ~at most~ two glasses of wine and a White Russian and felt like I'd had two or three times that. Oh well... maybe I'm getting old.

Sunday I managed to rouse myself and get into Birmingham for the local Flickrmeet. It was alas a little bit of a washout - but five of us headed to BMAG for a wander around. There was some excellent modern Islamic art by Mohsen Keiany (website is www.mohsenkeiany.com but does not do the work justice), an impressive bronze Lucifer and I caught myself actually liking some of the Pre-Raphaelite draft sketches. Most surprising - I suspect it's partly the influence of artw*nk and my newfound appreciation for the narrative of creating art. The etchings room wasn't as good as it was last time though, so I lasted about an hour before heading off to Tescos. I declined to shoot after reading the photography agreement. Draconian is an understatement so I have sent some emails offering to help rewrite already!

Torchwood yesterday was ok - a slow burn like Galactica last week. This week's BSG was not so good - a bit SFX heavy I felt; but [livejournal.com profile] mr_cook (damn him!) has gotten me addicted to Heroes.

Some pictures of Rotersand and The Levellers to come...

I'm also still not sleeping very well. Too many dreams.

Getting it

Dec. 8th, 2006 11:28 am
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I'm not really getting it at the moment. I feel listless and disconnected. I'm sleeping too much and at the same time not at all. I'm in limbo in many ways and all around me I see and hear triggers that bring things back to me that I'd rather not remember.

I'm sure it's a passing phase - and at least it's not a dark cloud. It's just kind of grey. I want passion and enthusiasm - not a sense of overwhelming mediocrity and boredom. And the weekend? Outlook is damp and drizzly. Anyone got any smart ideas?




Last weekend I managed one night out of the two - bailing on the Cruxshadows I made it to Nottingham for Kryogenix which was fun - though I was getting a little tired. Then on Sunday I did some fiddling with photographs and developed the latest in my line of game addictions to Star Wars: Galactic Battlegrounds after having just finally finished The Lord of the Rings: The Battle for Middle-earth. Fortunately I know my addiction model very well...

The weekend was also the chance to watch the latest BSG. To start with it smacked of "cheap, mid-season filler" but as it went on I warmed to it and found it quite an interesting character driven episode. Still, not quite the pace, energy and utter bleakness I've enjoyed in the majority of the series so far.

I had a terrible day of work on Wednesday in London - despite being well up to do a talk to a reasonable sized conference I got a little flustered and was too fast. Nothing like a stick to beat yourself with (when there's the lack of anyone else to beat) but hopefully LJ-oriented catharsis will help. The day was improved by a pleasant early evening chatting about photography.

Yesterday was, as well as the last night of our first Cthulhu adventure, was the final artw*nk Photography section. Looking back over the past few weeks I get a sense I've become more confident in my work, more open minded and also more able to communicate about what I'm trying to do. As much as I'm energised about anything at the moment I'm energised about doing more, different shoots.

Which is why I am doing "yet another" gig tonight (Levellers) though on my own at present.

I did however succumb to online temptations and order some lights yesterday - "accelerating towards penury" I think is the phrase.

I suppose I'd better do some work now - though I do feel like I'm on gardening leave despite the fact a contract still hasn't turned up.
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I'm getting to quite enjoy this "photos in club" thing. Each time I am a little less shy. Not by much, but slightly...

Photos )
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Kryogenix - that's it. Anyone want a lift from Birmingham on Saturday for the last one? Two spaces going (allowing for [livejournal.com profile] quondam and [livejournal.com profile] stelmaria_clg).

Bet now! Bet now!
kneeshooter: (ickleme)
Wednesday is the new Thursday, right?

Fresh with success in negotiating myself a pay cut and recovery on Friday I decided on Saturday to finally pop my Slimelight cherry and go there for more than just a gig. And I must say I enjoyed it. I'm not sure I'd feel quite the same at 5am in the same dreary shit-hole, but staying after Rotersand/RBN until about 1:15am then driving back to Birmingham did kinda work. I fear I did commit a carbon-crime but given the fact that the last public transport back was 1am from Victoria I feel slightly cornered, if not justified.

Clearly the way forward is to find more London friends and kip down - hint, hint.

Rotersand were tremendous. A much better set than they played at Infest as there were fewer of their dreadful ballads, but the lighting was predictably terrible so I have about 300 utterly usefess shots. Still, that won't mean you can escape seeing some in the future. The level of engagement they had with the crowd was so much better than Madonna demonstrated on Channel 4 on Sunday. And the tickets were cheaper too.

Sunday I failed to sleep enough, then went out for a cycle ride to deliver the latest ego-support to [livejournal.com profile] pax_draconis and then returned to celebrate the fact I hadn't fallen off. Which was in itself kinda lucky as my leg has already become infected as I proved by squeezing pus out of it last night.

Needless to say though my leg wasn't as bad as that of poor Frenchie in Pan's Labyrinth who had little more than a bottle of booze and his revolutionary stoicism to seem him through a much grizzlier leg wound. The film was breathtaking from start to end - breathtakingly bad trailers; breathtaking design and execution; and the most cringeworthy scene I've ever scene in cinema and no muppets or David Bowie. As [livejournal.com profile] nyarbaggytep says though - go see it!

But I get ahead of myself - also on Sunday I ventured out to see Casino Royale which was a good, if flawed film. Clearly sponsored by the travel industry the pacing was a little out of kilter in places and I cried at one point (as the Aston Martin did the record breaking 7 cannon rolls - as seen in the trailer). Despite the flaws it was a good film - shades of Timothy Dalton who I thought was so underrated. IMDB has just confirmed my fears - " In one afternoon's shooting, three Aston Martin DBS cars valued at $300,000 each were destroyed for the car roll sequence." Waaaaaaaaaaaah!

So far this week I've done little else of note, except cause stunned silence in my colleagues by telling them my plans and displaying uncharacteristic restraint at a conference yesterday - by not shouting down the opening speaker for telling half the story. At least she had the decency to look a little nervous when she saw me in the crowd. Government money well spent though - I got a free pen, sweets, coffee mug, post-its and slidey puzzle!

The gravy train continues to roll on!
kneeshooter: (pooh)
Over the last couple of weeks I've taken to paying attention to TV a little - I use the term very carefully as I listen to TV in the background a lot - just don't always watch it. Anyway - the new season has brought, through the power of the internet, Battlestar Galactica and Lost. BSG is an interesting beast - it continues to heap scorn on American foreign policy from orbit which is always entertaining. It's a little crass and heavy-handed in places - but is compulsive viewing. Even if they did blow the entire series SFX budget in the first few episodes. The main characteristic of the series to date has been the lack of sacred cows and the speed of change of direction. I just hope the enthusiasm of the network doesn't run out before the story does. Lost has also been engaging - though the flashbacks are starting to feel more and more contrived. I'm "getting" it a lot more which I suspect means that it's been dumbed down - and again I worry about the longevity of the concept. I can't help feeling it'll struggle to make five seasons.

Pitch Black was on Film Four last night and was diverting enough, more so if you enjoy Vin Diesel. Its quite budget origins were a little obvious in places but it passed a unchallenging couple of hours. In a fit of televisual ecstasy I also watched Death of a President which, while being terribly right-on and came across as trying too hard, did manage to hold my interest for its duration. Research on wikipedia (so it must be trueTM) showed the pedigree of the production team in doing speculative mockumentaries. Nice work if you can get it!

For some reason, I suspect [livejournal.com profile] miss_soap's Q&A, I was reminded of seeing a badger the other weekend - running along the road away from me. From the speed it made it would have been more at home in the M6 roadworks than on a quiet road in the dead of night. Still, I was glad I was in a car and not going nose-to-nose with it.

This weekend I shall be hearing a lot of music and hopefully remembering to repair my earplugs first. Friday is Mechanical Cabaret, Zeitgeist Zero, Tin Omen and ACID Tongue in Birmingham. Saturday probably Kryogenix in Nottingham then the M1 to Black Celebration for more XPQ-21 action. Plus some other bands on my friendslist :-P

Business continues to develop at a geological rate, but following the example of [livejournal.com profile] velvet_the_cat and having been annoyed by having to deal with a cheque - I'm now registered for online payments. Go me, etc. Now I can look forward with more interest to an expanded tax return next year.

Finally avid readers will remember my entry a couple of weeks ago about "control of distribution of photos" - well last night I was cruising MySpack and discovered the artist in question was using some of my pics - obviously ones he liked - on his page. A few positive comments reinforced my ego and then I found more on unter null's page and last.fm entry. Indeed if you are registered on last.fm do go to the Panzer AG page and vote for my picture! Fame at the moment stretches to Combichrist and unter null on last.fm; and Panzer AG, Tin Omen, Voltaire and the (contentious) Dream Disciples on wikipedia. So that's not very far! Spread the work!

WIDATW

Aug. 1st, 2006 09:20 am
kneeshooter: (sitback)
Parts of last weekend were like going back in time - going back home always makes me feel about 16-17 rather than my slightly more advanced years and cycling past places where I learned a lot about people and LRP is bound to bring back memories.

However, what really happened went something like this...

To avoid the weekend rush I headed south on Thursday with two bicylces attached to the back of my car (as the train was both more expensive than a tank of petrol - though it's close! - and there was no way I could handle two bikes) with the rack borrowed from the [livejournal.com profile] boglin/[livejournal.com profile] lupercal collective. Things went well. I teased my speed a little as I didn't want to lose bicycle or sanity with an accident on the M40 or A34 to limited success - I had to stop twice to reattach bicycles. I can assure you that this isn't fun on a main road. Just trust me.

Eventually I got to Southampton where I deposited one bicycle, put up with the third degree about my personal life/weekend plans from my mother (one day I'll tell her then she'll wish she never asked) and headed to Winchester to appear rather sweaty and bedraggled on [livejournal.com profile] kantti's doorstep. Fortunately there was nothing wrong with me that wirewool and a small clothes bonfire couldn't fix, so soon all was well in the world.

Delightful food, delightful company and some work later and it was Saturday.A vague plan to cycle from Winchester to Salisbury and back had been shelved as "too long" so Stockbridge (10-15 miles) was considered a more realistic target. So off we set. Into what the BBC described as "Sun". And it was sun. For the first 5 miles. Then it started spitting. Then raining. Then before you can say "What colour is that car coming around the bend?" she was in a pile on the floor after an emergency-stop-gone-wrong and I was failing to salvage my dignity by also falling off though not as bloodily or spectacularly.

After discovering that small villages don't have pubs, let alone those that sell Hot Chocolate we carried on to Stockbridge. This included the aptly named "Cattle Drovers Hill" which was not pleasant, so by the time we reached Stockbridge we descended (sweat and blood included) on the first pub and had a sit down. Some more cycling, some more hills, some lunch, some tractors and some ice-cream later and we were back. And exhausted.

Obviously the thing to do in these circumstances is to go to Basingstoke, so it was off to Dr Fells to moan about how NIN are crap now and delight in some Skinny Puppy. Nice night, though leaving my car in the local young-person's-recreation-centre did leave me a bit on edge.

Sunday we did some museums - the Great Hall I last visited in 1986 for the Domesday Book exhibition; Westgate and City Museums. The City Museum had some wonderful relief models of how Winchester developed in its early days which I'm always a sucker for; then there was some relaxing, dinner and all too soon it was Monday morning. Worse than that it was a Monday morning when I had to go to Wolverhampton in the rain.

Anyway - must get on with the day now, recover from badminton last night, think a little about Ministry tomorrow and the rest of the week; and pack my ThinkPad off to IBM again. I love it I really do - I just keep breaking it...

For those who are interested our (large) route map is here, and the elevation map (rather exaggerated) is here. 32 miles (give or take) with about 620m worth of climb. It seems so much more on bicycle.

Finally, in the spirit of planning, I'm going to do c2c (140 miles) or Castles and Coast (200 miles) this autumn - any takers?

I need a cycling icon too. This one will do on the basis I am wearing a cycling top but it's not quite the same.
kneeshooter: (pooh)
I just had a call from the police Child Protection people. Fortunately they hadn't caught up with me (so now all I have to do is avoid homicidal 14 year olds) and it was about work. I was just faintly disappointed it wasn't the fantastically named Sergeant Borg.

Anyway, to the weekend.

Friday, as my avid reader will know was pretty much a write-off as I spent it in bed and sweating (very much not in a good way) and except for perhaps an hour of fussball slept through until 10am on Saturday morning. Fortunately I was much better when I woke up and had only a small lead balloon in my abdomen rather than the zeppelin of Thursday night. I had two choices - take it easy and relax or go clubbing in London.

Of course I did the latter.

This was a reasonably-good idea. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] flywingedmonkey I got a lift down, then floated around Angel for a couple of hours with a book while [livejournal.com profile] kantti attempted to buy a ticket in Winchester; met with [livejournal.com profile] minusbat; watched the two of them eat sushi (appetite==0) then went out to Strength Through Joy. Lovely club, great music, a handful of people I recognised though didn't talk to (being rooted to my chair rather than having any urge to move), then almost went to Slimelight (though felt better of the idea). Would be much better with volume set at 9 rather than 11 though.

Sunday started rather late but had food, a little more fussball, then a horrendously long, tedious, noisy, unpleasant couple of hours. Yes - I was on a Virgin Train.

And collapse. After Doctor Who - which was a bit dull I thought.

Annoyances

Jun. 21st, 2006 07:17 am
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#372 - Waking up and finding your website isn't working. Still, I could always text [livejournal.com profile] holaholaamigos and wake him up...

In the excitement I've failed completely to do a WIDATW beyond Friday. So before I forget I'll get some thoughts down.

Read more... )

Final begging point - though an offer of crash in Ilford has been made (thanks to [livejournal.com profile] jfs and [livejournal.com profile] feistyredhead) anyone have any smart ideas on the topic of crash space after STJ on Saturday for one/two house-trained persons? Options are being evaluated.

WIDATW

Apr. 11th, 2006 07:07 am
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It's classic rawk hour on Kerrang - I only turned it on to catch up with what the kids are listening to these days and get subjected to Def Leppard and antique Chilli Peppers.

Anyway, an action packed weekend has been mostly survived and without a huge backlog, but as I've done plenty of things since I last properly updated I should probably get on with it in order to appear interesting and most importantly whore for comments. Maybe [livejournal.com profile] pax_draconis is right that "Hurst Street couldn't cope with my sarcasm" - hang on, it was something else about being down.

Last week was a lifetime ago. The only things I can really remember now is rejoicing in my own clumsiness and watching Mirrormask. The latter was quite enjoyable. The former offered less immediate gratification so but probably better for my immortal soul.

Friday was Scarlet at HQ. I've thought, even if I haven't said before, how little time I have for dress-up clubs that claim to be fetish. I know by dictionary definitions they are technically correct, but so probably is the local meeting of the trainspotters. It was all a bit false, a bit mainstream and I had an unhappy argument that can't possibly be the cause for any of my negative feelings. While I'm talking about failures I'll go on about my photos from the night and how I remained terrible about asking people to let me shoot them and how dreadfully mediocre the results are. Still, the only way is up and all that, every cloud has a silver lining.

On Saturday I failed to do any work. Instead I processed the photos from the night before and failed to decide on a 20s outfit for the evening's burlesque. Apparently this might be the last but one (and the last I can make because of NWO) which is a shame as while the acts are generally a mixed bag (being polite) I'm all for people having a go. I ended up again in Edwards afterwards and danced to the same three electro songs they normally play and watched a video of Depeche Mode in 1993 looking far younger than the week before.

What was most interesting was the company of a nice young lady called Amber who had emailled me and said "Can I come and assist on one of your shoots?". Of course I agreed, but did warn her that as a photography graduate she knew more than I did. Still, she seemed to enjoy it well enough and ended up coming to Edwards with us. It was at that point I really started feeling sorry for her.

Then, on Sunday came the perfect way to end a mediocre weekend - Placebo. I know a few songs but I'm a long way from being a fan and to be honest they left me wanting my bed more than wanting an encore. I've seen a lot of bands and a lot of gigs (apparently I've photographed 179 unique bands over 197 total performances at 41 venues - not sure how many actual gigs that is - but you get the idea) and they were one of the least energetic, least engaged and laziest.

Fortunately the weekend was better as a total expereince than the sum of its parts.

Other than that - I've done some work, I've watched some Lost (which I'm still quite enjoying) and the finale of BSG:S2 which might have involved shark jumping a little too much. I'm kinda worried about S3 - but we shall see in good time no doubt. Lost is still excitingly going almost nowhere.

As part of my "reinvent self as 12-year old emo" I've started a MySpace. This is terribly exciting especially as it's apparently the forefront of the introduction of social networking and blogging to the unwashed UK tabloid masses..



The Sun rises on myspace

The Sun tabloid of London plans to tie its website to myspace.com, hoping to capitalize on the popularity of the networking site with a "MySun" online readers' community. Readers will be able to create web pages and blogs and share video and photos using myspace.com software on a MySun portal. The (U.K.) Guardian quotes Sun and News Corp. owner Rupert Murdoch on the subject:

"This is a generation, now popularly referred to as the 'myspace generation', talking to itself in a world without frontiers," he said.

"It is just one example of how the media, with its ability to reach millions with information, entertainment and education can use the achievements of technology to create better and more interesting lives for a great many people.

"And it is one reason why I believe we are at the dawn of a golden age of information - an empire of new knowledge.

http://www.cyberjournalist.net/news/003387.php




Terrifying eh.

And now, Patrick Stewart is advertising Argos.

Post about skiing soon. I was going to put it here but I suspect I've got under three readers left. Same goes for all the photos mentioned above.
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Not the easiest thing in the world as shown by the rather variable styles.

Photos )

Lots more at http://www.disturbing.org.uk/archive-pandp.php

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