There are people who do not know that the release of Jarvis Cocker's first solo album (scheduled for mid-November, and titled simply Jarvis) is the cultural event of the year. Perhaps you are one of them. In that case, let me present to you this faux-karaoke clip of his download-only single, and quote the lyrics in full ( Read more... )

I'll reply to everyone's comments and journals later, but this needs recording.

Granddad: Do you remember Nick Kamen? Briefly famous for that Levi's advert where he took his jeans off in a laundrette to the tune of 'I Heard It Through The Grapevine'?
Me: Oh yeah, I remember.
Granddad: He released a single after that, can you remember what it was ( Read more... )

Snatched moments from two days that shook the world. Well, Cambridge, at least.

Hester trying to work out whether Ashley, Roger or me looked better in a corset - Ill-advisedly singing Vatican Broadside by Half Man Half Biscuit at the top of our voices in the garden at one o'clock in the morning - Finding out that the nice if odd people in the ( Read more... )

Shamelessly spinning my wheels while I'm waiting for some free time to reply to all of your comments, but sometimes wheel-spinning is fun.

A Text Message Conversation Between Myself And Sconehead.

Me: Hi Gav! I've got a tribunal at two o'clock but I'm free after that; if I drop by will you be in?
Gav: Some text missing Ted Hell ( Read more... )

I fear that my copy of We Love Life, the best Pulp album ever according to a poll of me, may be lost forever, spirited away to whatever cold wasteland swallowed my 2 Many DJs compilation and Portishead's Dummy. The latter, I must admit, I have no desire to buy again. It's brilliant, but its continual use as background music for This Sodding ( Read more... )