Gigging, eating, drinking, lounging around in bed, sleeping, listening, watching. What else is there to do?
Someone who will pay me to listen to records and goto gigs. Please.
This week:
My tolerance for guitar music falls daily. Too many so-called 'indie' bands sound the same, and it's wrecking my enjoyment of even the better bands in the genre. These days I'm far more likely to be listening to some funk or reggae than I am the latest guitar sensation. And my life is all the better for it.
So, some bands, well, generally: Low, DJ Format, The Earlies, Dylan, Spiritualized, Why?, Radiohead, Regina Spektor, Herman Dune, Gil Scott-Heron, The National, Ryan Adams, Hot Chip, Beatles, Napoleon IIIrd, Sufjan Stevens, Stevie Wonder, Neil Young, Braintax, Ennio Morricone, Gilberto Gil, Hood, Battles, Bjork, David Thomas Broughton, William D. Drake and Claude Debussy.
At present, I'm particularly fond of reggae, but am also often digging Motown, hip-hop, funk and most stuff from Canada. Canada's great. I also will instantly fall in love with anything with a slide guitar in it, or a reggae-ish rhythm. I'm that simple.
One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Donnie Darko, Royal Tenembaums, American Beauty, Fight Club, High Fidelity, Igby Goes Down, Kill Bill, Reservoir Dogs, Lord of The Rings , Memento, Monty Python's Holy Grail, Monty Python's Life of Brian, The Others, Usual Suspects, Waynes World, Back To The Future, Star Wars, Withnail & I.
Peep Show. Over and over again. And again. And again. I'm also prone to watching Neighbours and Hollyoaks. That's ok, isn't it?
Oh, and I'm utterly addicted to Six Feet Under. It's genius.
Check my Shelfari thing.
The work of Graham Greene (especially 'The End of the Affair'). Hunter S. Thompon, Ken Kesey's 'One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest', Tom Wolfe. 'Women' by Bukowski is nasty but strangely uplifting, Lester Bangs. Music biographies
I love Shakespeare, 'The Secret History' by Donna Tartt is a page-turner, even after multiple reads, Emily and Charlotte Bronte are superb, not too keen on the other one, Austen is great, obviously.
The greats, and the gonzos.
I'm quite keen on Viking Sagas though. As long as they're translated into English, that is.
Tony Parsons was a vastly overrated writer. And how come Steven Wells doesn't write for the NME anymore? It's an outrage.
Not interested, thanks.