Planning a Playlist

I usually do not plan my radio show. I choose a couple of movies in thw week that are soon coming out, check out the previews and reviews, get hold of the music and play them on the radio. Quite simple. If there is a Nutalent Spot, I do even less work as it is the musicians who take over the airwaves for an hour.

However, given the events this week, I have mad sure that my songs are not from controversial films nor are they too upbeat. It will be a great show this week, but it will interesting just how I skirt around Mumbai.

A very British Blog

Being British and living on this sceptered isle, I thought I would discuss something that is very appropriate to the national psyche as well as living up to our own stereotype.

The Weather

Let us be frank here. 208 has not been a vintage year in terms of the local climate. Yes, everyone knows that Britain is a ainy place and London is a grey city, but this year has taken the piss.

I do not like the cold.

Summer is a brief event in London, but at least its warmth makes up for the dismal remainder of the year. But not in 2008.

And now it is winter. Freezing. Being England it is cold without the fun. So we get rain and sleet, but no snow to play with. Harsh winds that blow up off the Atlantic to chill the bones and ruin buildings, but no crisp fresh mornings to balance it out.

Another word for the British wether – crap.

Yes, it was a very miserable cycle ride home this morning…

Mumbai

The current tragedy unfolding in Mumbai are horrific. In a very similar way to the 7/7 bombings, the killing and victims are indiscriminate targets, seemingly to the whim of the gunmen.

I do not want to go into the details of this operation, I do not want to go into the politics of India. I have my opinions, but they are not valid at this time. But what I will say is that Mumbai will bounce back. Like London, it is a city that is bigger due to the sum of its parts. It will not be an easy journey, but my hopes and prayers are with the people of Mumbai at this time.

The Sex Blog 1 (Moaning)

All right, I am peeved off.

I was lying in bed, in that half dreamlike slumber. Close enough to ‘wake-up’ time to remember the random images from my mind that flits through from the sub-conscious to the conscious.

Yeah, it was quite funky. She had black hair, and was wearing a black dress that seemed to melt away at the touch. Fantastic! This was the way that dreams were meant to pan out. Beautiful woman, a boudoir, bed sheets that are loose and slinky, oh yeah…and then she began to nag. I do not know about what, it was incessant and any arousal was pretty much finished. That was it, the mood gone, finito! So I got up from the boudoir and left.

Incidentally, after leaving the boudoir, I saw my Great-grandmother walking down the road (Bless her Soul) and she laughed at my lack of bedroom skills. Then I woke up.

I was freaked out by my laughing dead elder, but then really peeved off. After all, if even my dreams turn against me, then what hope do I have in the real world?

Then it dawned on me. Salvation would come from only one place. The internet…

Documentary 4!

The documentary series of CWP has been running along quite nicely with documentaries on Jay and Kay and now, dance.

Vlogsup – Mama and Sister

Yeah, I am being lazy and taking a day off from today’s Vlogsup Video.

Click here to watch!

Satisfying Words to say:

Imbeciles.
Guttering.
Amazonia.
Screenplay.
Portrait.
Posterior.
Sarong.
Salon.
Blase.
Jasmine.
Truck (very base, but I love the sound of it).
Fuck (just satisfying).
Fleet.
Grove.
Blossom.
Bumblebee.

(Feel free to add some more…)

Britain’s Railways – The Current Situation

So, it was with complete un-intent (is that a rea word?) that yesterday’s blog post was about British Rail and the so called glory days. For later on that day (at a time that civilised people woke up) there was the news that rail fares would increase above inflation. Again. Now, I am not going to get sentimental, rail fares also shot up under British Rail, but there was a big difference between then and now. As Passengers, we are paying for profits not improvements. No matter how incompetent the old system was, at least the increases was going into improvements. Of some kind. Now on top of higher subsidies than under BR we are also paying the shareholders and board members to go on holiday, or something like that.

Just some food for thought, next time you renew your ticket.

British Rail – the good old days?

First a really big thank you to all who flicked and clicked onto the Photo-Vlog of London. In case you have not already seen it then give this a click.

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Right, I am a populist. It is quite clear. Look at the articles I write in Ohmynews and you get the picture. It is all about gauging public sentiment and then harping on. As I have no moral backbone, an expandable conscience, I pretty much say one thing today and will dismiss it tomorrow. In other words do not take me that seriously.

Now, let us look at the railways. We know how awful and expensive it is today to use the service. And I like trains. For long journeys. Commuter rail sucks, and this is talking from a South London perspective. Honestly, it is quicker to get on a bus, so unreliable are the glorious franchises of South West Trains, Southern, South Eastern and Thameslink. Brands that are despised for their lack of Oyster useage, a lack of safety at these poorly lit hell holes and their refusal to run trains at times that suit us.

So, it was with almost a tinge of nostalgia that I happened on the old British Rail advert. You know, the big flashy advert, with the bridges, tunnels from the ’80’s?

You can watch it here and think a little.

Yep, because the country that advert is set in no longer exists. In twenty short years it is all gone. There is no mail train, no more coal, oil or girders, a lack of docks. Just commuters left going to work on their computers. Some say that the railways back then were an anachronism, supported by government and subsidised to the hilt with bloated budgets, unrealistic expectations and a world changing so rapidly that only the free market could bring the railways back to life.

Just want to give those bankers some food for thought.

And if there is one link you must click on in this blog, make it this, as you have GOT to see that old B.R. advert!.

Caution Wet Paint Documentary 3 – Kay

As I have been startlingly slow this week on the El Director Blog, just a little snippet to catch up with the goings on over on CWP. On Monday I put out the next in the documentary series on the paint:

Kay the Cool!