Enjoy !

Ahhh, Scarborough. Holiday destination of my youth. Nowadays a Max Power drag strip shouldered by failing arcades and dodgy fish and chips but still manages to attract the entire population of Yorkshire on a bank holiday. Famous for featuring in the film Little Voice, being the place where Anne Bronte died, having a castle that I’ve never been to and erm..erm..Peasholme Park where geeky model making fanatics re-enact the Battle of the River Plate throughout the summer. Now we can extend this exhaustive list even further as everyone’s favourite Chav rapper Devvo has filmed the video for his reggae tinged classic, Boys on the Beach, in Scarborough’s South Bay.

All together now ! “Wing Commander, get me a Stella….”

…I’m going to be a boring sod. Friday night rolls round and I am completely alcohol free. It’s not like I’m on call either it’s just that the thought of attempting today’s painting of the bedroom with a cloudy head means I avoid juice. So the two bottles of wine which are set aside for my consumption will have to wait. Painting and decorating means you have to have the windows open, either that or trip out, and with the open windows comes the annoyance of flies. Why cant flies “get” windows? They learn pretty sharpish how to scoff shit. You’d have thought they’d have grasped the concept of transparent materials by now.

Nice to see United at the top of the league for the first time this month and also nice to see that they have finally got round to scoring more than one goal in this afternoon’s 4-0 win over Wigan. To be honest I don’t care if they score one, four or 15 as long as the other side scores less.

Well, I can’t spend all day clogging the interweb pipes up with my ramblings for an audience of five. I’ve got painting to do so I can get pissed.

I am well aware that the updates on this site have not occurred over the past month or so. Simple fact of the matter is that I’ve been busy soaking up the summer sun and having fun at birthdays and the such. Of course, this is absolute bullshit. We have had what must amount to a total of 3 weeks of sun this summer. People are claiming this is down to global warming. They may be on to something as the rain was most definitely warm as it soaked me through to the bone on my way into the office.

It’s not all bad though. The new football season is upon us and it’s turning out to be the strangest season in for a long time. City top the league, Owen is back fit only to find he now plays for a team which he doesn’t fit in to, my beloved United can’t seem to score any goals (not helped by an injured Rooney, banned Ronaldo and a non-match fit Tevez) and are floundering at 16th, and I’m doing shite in the Fantasy Football. Nothing new there though.

It’s nice to see that the Internet never changes and is full of the usual oddballs. My brother brought to my attention an internet star in the making but for all the wrong reasons. JonnyMas93 aka Jonathan Masongsong of New York City is my new You Tube star find. Here is Jonny entertaining the virtual masses with his rendition of James Blunt’s “You’re Beautiful”;

I like to think the reason he keeps looking to the left is in fear of the man pointing a gun forcing him to sing this god awful song out of key. Either that or he is singing it to his sister with whom he is having an incestuous relationship with. Who knows…

At least it isn’t as bad as the version of Mika’s Grace Kelly Jonny and his friend have committed to film

Car crash viewing par excellence.

You go to Madrid for five days for a wedding. It’s pissing it down. You stay cooped up in your hotel because the Spaniards are having the worst rain in fifty years. You land back on UK soil. It’s pissing it down. You go to Sheffield to watch Reverend and the Makers (photos are in, well, erm, the photos section) and want to make a day of it bouncing round pubs. It’s pissing it down. You want to sit in the garden having a few drinks on a bank holiday Monday. It’s pissing it down. British Weather eh? Pfft.

So to combat the boredom and to save me from swinging from the nearest crossbeam I decided to get my arse into gear and finally put some new photos up. If you’re on them, enjoy. If not, come out for a beer sometime. It’s always an adventure….

Meanwhile in other news, get yourself out your local record store and invest in the latest in the always decent DJ Kicks series. This time comes the turn of Hot Chip to provide us with an insight into their musical tastes and it’s somewhat aces. Buy it (or obtain it by nefarious means but on your conscious be it).

Also, White Stripes imminent return to the music scene is upon us with their new track “Icky Thump”. Someone should tell them it’s Ecky Thump but they probably know this and are purposefully riling the Yorkshire population. As expected, the new single is as mad as a bag of cats with Jack doing a his best Robert Plant impression over what sounds like a stylophone and Meg doing what she always does, drumming….in….time….to….a….metronome….

Anyways, check it out;