Sunday, May 22, 2005

Sir Humphrey ApplebyIt's really just as well I was bored and thoroughly bereft of any suitable blogging ideas.

[In Ukrainian doing American accent, and I missed most of it due to forgetting it was on] And now for your viewing pleasure...

That music meme thing which everyone has already done.

01. Total volume of music files on my computer?
Er, could you hold on while I get the hamster warmed up?
1958 songs. No idea how many gig, but I'd like to add that in mitigation I've been needing to buy more storage for about the past four years, and so most of it is over four years old.

02. The last CD I bought was?
Massive Attack: Mezzanine. Sale in HMV, and I thought I really ought get a proper version just in case there's a thunderstorm.

03. Song playing right now:
[Turns speakers on, hits 6] Stereophonics - A Thousand Trees. Winamp's on shuffle, nuff said.

04. Five pairs of songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me (in no particular order):
Ash - Girl from Mars. Young, happy, summer, friends. Now what does say that those concepts are strongly linked to a song which is nine years old.
Rootjoose - Virtually Fat Free. Because I like silly things.
The Cranberries - Zombie. In-joke, nevermind. Or Linger for cheesy singing.
Radiohead - Creep. I was young, and easily led, so being like everyone else I went out and bought the Radiohead album. I was also rather ill-informed so that I didn't know everyone else was buying the one after Pablo Honey. But I like it, even if lots of people don't.

Goose pimples:
No Doubt - Don't Speak.
REM - Everybody Hurts.
Sinead O'Connor - Nothing compares to you.

Skunk Anasie - Glorious Pop Song (having listened to the rest of the album, skipping the first track, natch, at two thirds of full volume [who was it designed for?] simply to piss off the neighbours, as so being happy again by this stage).

Embrace - Um, that one. Ok, so I tend to put albums on and just leave them. The one with All You Good, Good People.
Crowded House - Don't Dream It's Over. Aptly enough I have%2

[Swearing very loudly]
Blogger has developed censorship skills. First I mentioned that Blogger was denying all knowledge of my blog, and now trying to use the Preview button has wiped out two-thirds of this post.

- Baton to LondonDan and Ryanstask (although I expect at least one to not notice that, or be above such things generally).
- Cars which don't work (and it's a decade newer than mine, and not my brother's recently killed car).
- Found tapes: classical music played on childhood car journeys. Two tapes, and only ever two sides played (including references to Peter and the Woof and the Box of Delights).
- My father's ability to drive into big things because he's cross and trying to prove my mother wrong (closely connected to the phasing out of in-car music).
- Guide to new photographs on Flickr (and would the fact none of them have titles, tags or descriptions give away slightly that I, like Sir Humphrey, might be about to cite the flood of 1967. I'll do it some time).


Hmmmm, not bad. Could have used a bit more cheesey stuff though.

Never mind. :)
What? Like that Steps shoulder-shoulder-shoulder thing? (I can only do it with one side. Under duress is the answer to your next question).

Suddenly my mind has gone curiously blank, which is odd considering that normally listening to cheese has exactly the same effect.

Actually I really can't think of anything. Is Bellatrix cheese or just crap?

Oh, how could I be so silly. Of course, the ultimate cheesefest tune: S Club Seven - Reach for the Stars (and mind that ceiling tile).

All the other tunes of dubious taste on my computer are things like Aha, Chesney Hawkes and Spandau Ballet (and still I never recognise Gold until the chorus starts. But then I first heard it at Uni which probably dates me, but in a good way).
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