Out of date... outta sight.
Just enough people for a dance line, like this:
Otis Redding, Roxy Music, Raooul, The Buzzcocks, Queen, Alexander O'Neal, Paul Laurence, most songs produced by Jam n Lewis including those by Mariah Carey, Josef K, Orange Juice, Al Green, some Lil Jon, Diana Decker, The Melons, Loverboy, Big Star, Megadeth, Bob Dylan, Missy Eliot, R Kelly, any 80s soul and funk, The Dazz Band, Prince, Big Star, Big Flame, Yummyfur, The Stills for very specific reasons, Lungleg, The Fall, Aretha Franklin, Marlena Shaw, some Ciara, Rachel Stevens has had a surprisingly good solo career given she was my least favourite in S Club Seven, the Leeds locals such as, Bilge Pump, Brown Owl, Like A Kind of Matador, Cowtown, Printed Circuit, Monster Killed by Lazer - ETC!!!, make up, nation of ulysees, NOT wierd war, Bratmobile, Gotta Get Thru This by Daniel Bedingfield, Geno Washington and the Ram Jam Band, James Brown - so pleased I saw him live, Ray Parker Jr (mostly for the album 'Sex and the Single Man' but also for 'Jack and Jill' when he was the leader of Raydio), Guitarwolf, Melt Banana, Justin Timberlake, Usher, D Train, Earth Wind and Fire ('Boogie Wonderland' is a hangover curing staple), Kool and the Gang, Television, The Moments, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, early Aztec Camera, Kid Dakota, Marvin Gaye, Tammi Terrell, Universal Robot Band, most stuff Dimitri From Paris digs up, this is a work in progresssssssssssssssss...
I once went on holiday to Portugal with my family, I think I was about fourteen. Halfway through the fortnight we discovered that one of the local television stations available in our room would, every night, show an obscure English-language film with Portugese subtitles. My dad and me swooped on this, and spent the rest of the holiday watching each film to it's conclusion, no matter how bad. And some were terrible. There was 'End of the World' (I think it's called, I never see the beginning) which has become a fixture in my life - every couple of years I'll flick on the tube and it's on again, and have to watch it just because... it's atrocious. I found out afterwards that it was some sort of trans-continental experiment; they began with no plot and six directors lined up and just saw where their muse took them - for three hours. It's a bizarre one - I might try to track it down on dvd so I can beat it at it's own game. There was also 'Mr Peabody and the Mermaid' which was an amusing bit of fifties fluff and I'd really like to see that again. To be fair to Portugese television though, it did leave me with a gift that goes on giving. 'They're a Wierd Mob' is a sixties film, made in Australia, about an Italian man who arrives in Sydney to work as a sportswriter for his uncle's Italian language newspaper. The uncle has buggered off and the accounts owing fall on our heroes shoulders. If I tell you that the woman who is owed is young and pretty you can see where it's going. Nino (as he is called) gets a job as a builder to pay off the debts, and so it's a comedy about an Italian fop earning the respect of a bunch of Australian builders. It's based on a book, which my wonderfully resourceful mum found in a charity shop, and it's genuinely funny. My favourite ever film is French Dressing, the first film directed by Ken Russell. It's a bawdy seaside comedy but with Russell's influnce, it's a touch dark. It's probably crap but I enjoy it. And obviously I like the stuff I'm supposed to like so don't panic, reader.
Hmm. Over the course of a week (which is how I think these things are measured) I'll watch Worlds Wildest Police Videos if it's on, the news if I've nowt else to do, and the late film on weekends if I come home pissed and there's still a can in the fridge. I do download and watch the Daily Show, um, daily, y'know the one that's American and that. I even have an RSS feed direct to my bittorrent client. Whadda geek. Apart from that the tube has lost it's lustre. I get confused watching Neighbours because it used to be so different, and yet so much of it is the same. I am wary of people who watch breakfast television before going to work but I think that's down to my high pressure 'sleep in late but still try to be clocked on early' morning routine. I'll watch football if it's on but I'll often do something else at the same time. There isn't a category here for radio, but I like listening to the radio. I'll listen to any football commentary that Radio Five offers, I find it comforting. I like American news radio as well, I listen to it via the internet, I find authorative American accents reassuring. NPR is like a warm hand on my shoulder. Real Radio is a huge favourite, unfortunately Tony Blackburn has been robbed of his 'Jazz, Funk and Soul Party Night' on Saturdau evening which was genuinely fucking surprisingly brilliant, replaced by anodyne hen night rubbish. But Umberto is a hilarious and permanent fixture, every night a phone in with the stupid and lonely of Yorkshire presented by an ageing drag artist, it's amazing. Oh, I should confess that things like Celebrity Big Brother do have an inordinate attraction for me.
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