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Wednesday, June 30, 2004
  'Waves' - Marjorie Fair

Not sure if this is a single, but it should be. Not exactly pushing the boundaries of the form, and it doesn't sound like its being played in the Tardis, but the chorus breaks like the first moment after an eclipse. So there.

Terrible name for a band though. 
Saturday, June 26, 2004
  I dare say a reasonably large number of bloggers are at Glastonbury, but honestly, at the weekend, if I don't get ten hours of sleep a night and a hot shower in the morning, I feel my humanity slipping away like a poorly anchored tent in the mud. 
Thursday, June 24, 2004
  Amusing coincidence of the day...

I had been listening to Tristan und Isolde for close to four hours without a single incident of note, when just as the final swell of the Liebestod broke, an incredibly beautiful girl walked past my desk at work. Neither of us died though, fortunately. 
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
  The football has moved here 
Monday, June 14, 2004
  I'm sorry we let you down Ryan...

FUCK, that was a great episode of 24... 
  Most disappointing start to an international football tournament in recent memory? Five games and one decent goal. No decent matches.  
Thursday, June 10, 2004
  dance dance dance

last night i went mobile clubbing at victoria station. it was lots of fun! people turn up at an arranged time and dance, alone, to the music on their headphones. obviously you're not actually alone, and even though you don't really interact with the other dancers during the event (we danced for about 90 minutes last night), there is a tremendous sense of community. it was really an all-round positive experience: we all enjoyed it because we loved dancing, the people watching enjoyed it because it was amusing and silly and weird. it's either performance art or a political statement or a joke or just an excuse to dance, i dunno, but it has put me in a fantastic mood. the next event is at canary wharf on july 22nd.
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
  Following on from something Scott mentioned in the comments below, I started to wonder about the question of 'great' British players. Just how many are there? You can take it even further, how many 'great' players of any nationality have played in one of the British leagues? I can't think of many.

Controversial, but I'd say the best player ever to grace a pitch in British football is Mr. Dennis Bergkamp. You can keep your Charltons, your Laws, your huddled Worthingtons... I hope you kept the receipt for that Ardilles.

Seriously though, I think British football is massively over-rated, and one of the main reasons a light-weight like George Best is venerated so ludicrously by everyone from Michael Parkinson to your mum, is that we just don't have that many great players to offer. The cupboard is pretty bare. We're footballing minnows, grunts who value effort over technique and always have.


That ultimate England team program the other day. Hoddle criminally wasted? What about Le Tissier. The great travesty of English football in the 1990s was the succession of English managers who refused to accomodate his skills in the England team. We went for effort, energy getting round the pitch, players who put their stint in defending. And what the fuck did we win. 
  Scott... George Best better than Platini? You're avin a larf right??? Platini had magic wands for legs, Best had cocktail stirrers. 


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