Friday
Cakes at 10:30, meetings and GMP training, then a 2003 kickoff. A fun packed day!

I’m relying on the Kylie calendar on the wall next to me to get me through until 5pm.

Update: Also relying on “The Best of Martin Stephenson & the Daintees” which I picked up in FOPP yesterday for £5. Reviving memories of student days, drinking with Mr.Stephenson in the bar of Queens Hall Edinburgh, and the walkabout at the gig in Strathclyde yoony.

For those who don’t know:
In 1982, four scruffy kids came busking into my record shop with a song called “Roll on Summertime”. In my vivid imagination they sounded like Ry Cooder – and these were New Romantic times. They signed to Kitchenware Records as the Daintees. During the next ten years, four albums and constant touring Daintees came and went. Martin Stephenson, their songwriter the only original member from the busking session, became one of the most dynamic, idiosyncratic, eclectic and well loved performers and writers to endure the 80’s. A great test for one so generous of spirit in such a greedy decade.

bookmark_borderMelodious

Röyskopp : Melody a.m. is currently playing away in the background, ambient grooves, laidback electronica, yummy stuff. Don’t believe me? It was voted album of the month/week in the following publications: DJ, Muzik, Mixmag, The Face, Gay Times, Ministry, Sleaze Nation, Big Issue and 7 Magazine. None of which I read, which is probably why it took me so long to catch on (heard it first in local FOPP store – “A Higher Place” did it for me). Others like it too.

bookmark_borderHabitual

I have developed the strange habit of getting up early over the last few days. I was in work at 7:30 this morning (and was actually working as well). I know it’s partly because Louise was off this week, so I could get up and leave when I wanted to, but I’ve been going to be at about the same time, yet don’t feel as tired as I usually do. Last night I must’ve fallen asleep between 11:30 p.m. and midnight, yet when my alarm went off at 6:00 a.m. I was up like a shot. Strange…

Does anyone else hear things in the middle of the night? Then spend about 15 minutes convincing yourself that, no, no-one is sneaking your widescreen TV out the door, or rifling through your CD collection?(Wham? Bananarama? Next to Jimi Hendrix and Bob Dylan? Weird).

And finally, anyone got any good recommendations for new CDs? I seem to be stuck in a rut of back filling my collection and playing safe. Was in FOPP for about 20 minutes last week, they had a CD playing, never heard of the band/guy/gal/whatever but I decided against buying it. Since when did I play so safe? Instead I left with a replacement for the Kravitz album Let Love Rule (once borrowed, never returned) and.. crap I can’t remember what else I bought! See, that’s how staid my CD collection is. Actually I think I’ll go back to FOPP today and splash out, be extravagant, and buy some NEW music.

Oh and we’re off to see Lord of the Rings tonight, again. Only second time, but hopefully should catch more of the background stuff and will continue to try NOT to notice the CGI bits that still don’t quite work – usually prompting my beloved to punch me in the leg when I point them out. The cinema, such an interactive, and painful, experience.