playing music that surprises me, listening to music that surprises me, reading in front of a real fire. watching films i like with friends i like. drinking booze i like with friends i like. a theory i call 'Mad Pants' (people whose pants reveal too much sock are always without exception burdened with mental illness. think about it - it's a fact.) thinking about 'daily mail' readers exploding en mass.
palmstruck - please play:Radiohead, Sigur Ros, Efterklang, Bad Plus, EST, Verese, Bjork, Rachmaninov, Kraftwerk, Hannah Huckleberg, Indigo Jones, Ernest, Godspeed, Janacek, Swedish Seatbelts, Pixies, Slaraffenland, Husker Du, Nick Cave, Settee, The Aphex Twin, Squarepusher, Pitchshifter, Arab Strap, Mono, Coco Rosie, 65 days of static, Cat Power. and lots more i can't think of at the moment.
eccentric/dark comedies (wes anderson, early cohen brothers, todd solondtz, michael arndt), convoluted flms, korean, french, japanese, mexican cinema. film whore i suppose.
it's a bit rubbish, isn't it? other than curb your enthusiasm, anything by chris morris, the mighty boosh, black books, odd documentaries eg. 'next on channel 4, 'the child who could fart in algebra''.
the dice man, luke rhinehart; my pathetic stupid face and all who have punched it, biography of richard littlejohn; the master and margerita, mikail bulgakov; candide, voltaire; the wind-up bird chronicle, haruki murakami; flicker, theodore roszak; and the below little fella's autobiography:'mr. jonas cusp: clinging to fingers'. a tragic read.
my old man.