I'm opening this blog on this note......

and then not mentioning it again until the end.

Also I want to point out that this week its actually a Sunday. I was wondering when creating my playlist why it had come around so quickly this time and then I remembered how late I was writing last week, its not even as if I can say tis because I have been busy because I've not. I've been so very bored. I'm so bored I just found myself watching my clothes go round and round in the washing machine. That said I'm also not feeling very inspired. 

Soooo whats happened this week (also known as the things I have done to distract myself from the fact I have nothing to do), house trip to the valleys (read safari), an adventure to Bristol during which I didn't get lost (admittedly its one train), made my blog look different....approve?, got fabulous marks back from my photographs module, drank cheap wine in boots while Lucy had scary make up put on her. So pretty much the usual. 

This week I also found the time to become addicted to The United States of Tara, I don't know why I started watching it other than I probably had nothing to do but I'm so glad I did. I cannot wait now to see how the end of the second series is going to turn out. 

On a note of television this week I have to mention Lost. Sometimes it felt like I was the only person watching towards the end and I can most definitely see why, I think I was only watching just so I could reach the end of it. Some weeks I would fast forward through the boring bits and then get even more confused. I liked the end though, predicted by many but still possibly the best feasible option for the writers to go with, I should stop lying,  I was just glad to see Charlie. 

For a sunday music blog this got awfully televisiony so I am going to swiftly link it by just yelling the word EUROVISION. Its bad, its cheesy, its not really music but I love it, always have done. I remember being little and getting sent to bed before it finished because it was on too late and then waking up the next morning and the first thing I thought of was "who won?". I still get a bit like that but some years its because I have drunk too much to remember who won and then woke up with cheesy europop stuck in my head. 

Quite obviously this weeks theme can only be Eurovision. 

1. Making Your Mind Up - Bucks Fizz 

2. Divine - Sebastian Tellier

3. Ovo je Balkan - Milan Stankovic (for Rachel)

4. Fairytale - Alexander Ryback

5. Wolves of the Sea - Pirates of the Sea

6. Pokusaj - Laka

7. Allez Olla Ole - Jessy Matador

8. Diva - Dana International

9. Flying the Flag - Scooch

10.Dancing Lasha Tumbai - Verka Serduchka

Nil Point et Danzing

t xx

 

Does anything ever really change?

I was just looking back through a blog from a far off land where I found a description of myself I had written about 3 years ago, maybe even longer than that. It seems to be an about me but reading through it I realise that none of it seems to have changed all that much. Have I not changed or have the lies not changed, I don't think I care.

"I only really feel the need to write down the things that annoy me. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the world so much I have loads of little annoyances to write down in fact its quite the opposite. I Believe its these little annoyances that help make the world interesting. Where would I be without people watching and the things that annoy me so much they become funny.

I have always been described as quite cynical and although I am only 18 I have the whingey grumpy attitude of a pensioner. I don't like drinking until I'm sick, hanging out in parks with a bottle of cider, and collecting Asbos. I don't smoke, I don't take drugs, I never lie to my parents, and basically I'm a right little goody two shoes and I like it that way. I don't think I'm dull or boring in fact I'm quite the opposite, or at least I have an imagination that makes up for it.

Im not too keen on other teenagers. Most of them scare me until I get to know them, even then there are a lot that still scare me. I try not to be arrogant and am nice to all people but sometimes I realise that I am smarter than many of them which gets to me. I had to work to be intelligent, I listened hard and put in the effort. I think most people who are thick are just a bit lazy.
There goes my claim to not being arrogant.

I'm not though. I wrote my personal statement for university earlier and I had the exact same problem that I did when I wrote my original. I can write pages and pages of negative aspects about myself but I find it really hard to find my positives. Im under-confident, quite insular, geeky, I pretend to be posher than I really am (in fact I come from a fabulous working class background and for a few months of my life I lived out of a suitcase. I don't admit that much...I have moved on since then, maybe thats why im a snob....I like where I am now and dont fancy going back too much). Im not pretty but I try to look unique in order to disguise that, Im not sure it does. Sometimes I find myself disagreeing with people just to be awkward. I regret not acting younger when I was younger but now I feel quite stuck in my ways and my conscience doesn't let me break to many rules.

I feel like I have only recently started being me. I used to worry a lot about what people would think of me, I reckon that's just what school does to people. Since I left I have felt more confident with who I am, my strange ways of thinking and looking. I will talk to strangers but I'm not as good at talking to people I have to talk to again with a few exceptions. I don't have many close friends but the ones I do have know who they are and that I would be completely lost without them. I miss people who I don't often see any more. I'm not too keen on chasing peoples friendships, it should be mutual. I don't have time for people who don't do this.

I worry about things a lot. I'm amazed no one has put my prozac yet for this. I worry about war, climate change, and general consequences of my actions in life. I think this is why I don't sleep very well at night."

I also found this classic moment from my writing down whatever was on my mind days

""Orlando Bloom is knocking on your door and saying we are going out on a hot date,what the Chinese takeaway are you going to wear?"

WHAT THE CHINESE TAKEAWAY??? that's exactly what I would like to know. I take everything back what I said earlier...Gok just got it wrong, brown skirt made of trousers, navy blue polka dot scarf made into a bolero and a light pink t-shirt. Its just not working. They are blurring out the addidas logo on Goks jacket.....but I saw it not long ago, that's how I know its addidas. I also love the way that he adds his name to descriptions "Gok land" "Gok Shock".....I wish I could do that with my name."

Honesty and Nostalgia,

T xx

L-a-t-e

Its Tuesday. I have no excuses.

I'm also failing at spotify this week.

Cover Versions Week. Inspired by a train journey with track 1 on repeat for about half an hour.

Army Dreamers - Patrick Wolf (Kate Bush)

Peach Plum Pear - Owen Pallett (Joanna Newsom)

Bleeding Love - Mystery Jets (Leona Lewis)

Xanadu - Lightspeed Champion (Olivia Newton John)

Dancing With Myself - Nouvelle Vague (Generation X)

Brain Damage - Jeffrey Lewis and Laura Marling (Emimen)

What a Waster - Adam Green (The Libertines)

Hallelujah - Beirut (Leonard Cohen)

One Man Guy - Rufus Wainwright with Martha Wainwright and Teddy Thompson (Loudon Wainwright)

20th Century Boy - Placebo (T-rex)

10! It took forever and as a cheeky bonus (mainly for Rob as I know he is eagerly refreshing this page....don't even pretend you weren't) I shall include what may be the greatest cover version of our time.....

Better and Worse,

T xx

Don't stand on the seat...shhhhh.

As the persistant rule breaker of my own blog I shall be posting my sunday playlist on a saturday, I do have 10 songs this week though. I'm eventually getting there.

This week has been a busy one, I saw Florence and the Machine, Fell in love with The Drums, offended one of my oldest friends, Did a lot of revision, had an exam, went to an 80's disco and most importantly spent about 7 hours on trains. Not my personal highlight but the inspiration for this weeks playlist.

I have a bit of thing about ending up in the 'quiet zone' of the train filled with grumpy looking business men and old people who just want peace and quiet. I only ever discoverthis once I have sat down and then I feel awkward moving, and although I always keep as quiet as I can I generally get glared at like I got on the train with a one man band set up, something about me (possibly because i am neither old or a business person) implies that I would struggle with the concept of quiet. They would be right.

The playlist this week is a list of songs I discovered on my mp3 player which turned out inappropriate for the quiet zone, mainly because the only acceptable thing to do with them is turn them up louder or dance around the carriage like the one man band I am much to the disgust of the sleeping old man I have ended up sitting next to. So heeeeeere goes........

Week 2 - One man bands and feet on seats.

1. Common People - Pulp
2. Banned from The Roxy - Jeffrey Lewis
3. Two Doors Down - Mystery Jets
4. The Boyfriend Song - Gentleman Reg
5. Steal All You Can Motherfucker - The Hidden Cameras
6. Golden Phone - Micachu and The Shapes
7. Saddest Summer - The Drums
8. Bad Weekend - Art Brut
9. Get Paid Smash Up Mix - Robots in Disguise/Rhythm King and Friends
10. Cellphone's Dead - Beck (Jamie Lidell Mix)

horrible keyboards and trains,
t xx

Ponderings.

Apparently ponderings isn't a word. I don't care right now I like it, it seems to sum up everything I want to write right now and so it shall just have to do.

I haven't been writing. I could say I have been particularly for for the majority of the last few months it's a blatant lie. I had essays and things but only two and a scrapbook and that doesn't take the entirety of February, March and April. Three months of no blogging. I twitter but I guess I have just been too lazy to write anything longer than 140 character.

I think another reason I stopped is because I began to think why the fuck am I writing this? It seems the main reason is for me just to get my thoughts down on paper (there isn't actually paper involved but I guess I know what I mean) and so if I am doing that why am I doing it in a public space. It's like writing a diary and then leaving it open somewhere hoping that someone will come and pick it up and read it. In my head it's all essentially attention seeking, however if I am attention seeking (someone did tell me the other day and I acted like I needed constant attention...you know who you are) do I really want attention for being a whingey bitch? It was around this point that I decided that I wanted more than bitching. I want to write about stuff I like and a constant in the group of stuff I like which has been there all my life (things like crimping my hair and gingham will come and go) was music and so without further ado I introduce 'Playlist Sunday' (a better name might come along in time or I might lose interest in it before then, I don't have the best track record).

Playist sunday will consist of every week compiling a playlist relating to a theme, sometimes relevant to the week that has preceded it, sometimes relevant to whatever word is hovering around in my head. Probably some weeks the theme will be thrown out the window because I have been too lazy to think of a theme and just threw together a list of 10 songs that I like. Speaking of music I like, I make no apologies that the list are pretty much made up of songs I have been momentarily obsessed with.

I'm going to make this moment more momentous than it needs to be as I'm the only person who cares and I already know what is on the playlist but drumroll pleaseeeee.

*Imagined drum roll*

Week 1 - Where are we going?

The week of uneasy uncertainty in relations to elections and more person where on earth am I going feelings.

1. Albion - Babyshambles
2. Please, Please, Please Let Me Get What I Want - She & Him
3. Is It Wicked Not To Care - Belle and Sebastian
4. Swim Until You Can't See Land - Frightened Rabbit
5. Cross Your Fingers - Laura Marling
6. A New Sense Of Humour - Simon Bookish
7. Hard Times - Patrick Wolf
8. Downing Street Kindling - Larrikin Love
9. Country House - Blur


I'm already breaking my own rules, what's that 9 tracks rather than 10? oooh you are such a rebel....it had nothing to do with the fact I couldn't come up with another and didn't want to spend ages thinking about it or anything. Just a sign of things to come.


Whys and Wheres
t xx