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shaggy blog stories · shared items · twitter · village blog · you're not the only one Friday, February 15, 2008
"I don't read blogs, but I DO read..."
There's no interview today, and there's nothing scheduled for next Friday either. These things come in fits and starts, and I'm glad to be taking a little rest for a while. The transcriptions alone take bloody hours; it usually takes me ten minutes of typing for every one minute of recording, and most interviews clock in at between 15 and 20 minutes each. And that's just the raw transcript, before I start the editing process. Not complaining! Just saying!
Anyhow, the next published interview looks like being Gary Numan, in a fortnight's time. (A surprisingly excellent interviewee, and I have high hopes.) In the meantime, I'll be starting Year Six (SIX!) of the Which Decade Is Tops For Pops? Project next week, with the first instalment hopefully appearing on Monday evening. In which case, I'll need all the free time I can get. Yeesh, when did life get so busy all of a sudden? At work, the new bunch of clients are working me hard, with the additional burden of daily conference calls at 9:30 every morning. Nine chuffing thirty! Crack of bloody dawn! It is Hell. Yesterday, I mailed my submission to You Are Not Alone (see next post down for details). It's a re-working of something which appeared on the blog in 2006, and I have to say that the re-editing process was something of an eye-opener, in terms of how my writing style has tightened up in the last couple of years. Having become accustomed to the rigours of word-count-driven economy, I was startled to discover how darned waffly the original was. It's much better now, I think. Yes, I know what you're thinking: you'd rather return to having daily blog posts from the old Waffly Mike, in preference to a couple of freelance copy-and-paste jobs per week from the new Professional Mike. Well, we have discussed this before. And I'd love to oblige you - but this isn't 2003, and my priorities are re-aligned. (And my life is, in every respect, much improved. I was talking about this with friends the other day, who reminded me of how unhappy I used to be with certain aspects of my lot. In this respect, we agreed that the China trip in late 2005 marked something of a turning point.) Onto the meat and potatoes of today's post, then. Amongst my non-blogging offline friends, who merely use the web for sensible things like shopping, banking and the gathering of practical information, very few have been converted to the Joy Of Blog over the years. Sure, they might follow Troubled Diva (in the vain but touching hope that one of these days, I'll post another jolly heart-warming ramble about the cottage garden, or another racy confessional tale of nightclub debauchery), but that's pretty much as far as they'll venture into the blogosphere. That said, I've had a number of people tell me that while they "don't read blogs" in general, they have formed an attachment to the odd one or two. So, for instance, my sister doesn't read blogs, but she does read Petite Anglaise. "Bob" in the village doesn't read blogs, but he does read Girl With A One-Track Mind. A work colleague doesn't read blogs, but she does read Non-Workingmonkey. And so on. (Meanwhile, although K has yet to start following any other blogs at all, he always reads my Twitter home page, to find out what my pals are up to. He's even got a little crush on one of them. Not saying who! Are you mad?) This got me to wondering: have any of your offline friends latched onto a lone favourite blog? And if so, which one? Answer me, do. We're off to Aunty and Uncle's in Kent over the weekend, regrettably missing Gordon's London Blogmeet in the process. Have a lovely weekend yerselves. The next fortnight will be mainly devoted to Which Decade. Such excitement!
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
"You're Not The Only One" - a charity blog-book anthology for 2008.
Just under a year ago, I launched Shaggy Blog Stories: a blogging anthology which went on to sell over 500 copies, raising over £2000 for Comic Relief.
This year, Peach has picked up the baton, in the form of You're Not The Only One: a brand new blog-to-book project, with a brand new theme, a brand new editorial team, and a brand new charity. The theme: You can basically write about anything you like, provided that it describes a personal experience. As Peach says: We would like you to submit a written piece about something you've been through from any aspect of your life that you want to share. It can literally be about anything: your relationships, your past, a road not taken, being a parent, an illness or your regrets etc. We've called it "You're Not The Only One" to reflect the camaraderie of blogging. The team: Peach has recruited an all-female crew, consisting of herself, Ariel, Ms R, Sarah and Vi. However, just because the team is all-female, this doesn't mean that the contributors all have to be female. Indeed - and this is another change from Shaggy Blog Stories - you don't even have to be British.The charity: Roughly £4.30 from every copy sold will be donated to WARCHILD. The details: Full info can be found on Peach's site. If you're spreading the word, then please be sure to include the same link. This should be an excellent project. Can't wait to see the finished article.
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Laura Veirs - Nottingham The Maze, Tuesday February 12th.
Her manner might be gentle and bookish, her songwriting might be quiet and introspective, but Laura Veirs knows a good ferris wheel when she sees one. "We went round the Nottingham Eye five times!", she exclaimed. "That's five quid per time! I thought it would only be once; that would be more American." Although technical problems forced her to abandon the live looping equipment halfway through the second number, Laura retained a relaxed, conversational demeanour throughout her solo acoustic set. Rather than plugging her latest release Saltbreakers, she drew on material from five of her six albums ("but not the first one; that was dumb"), offering to mail us her sold out CDs personally after the tour finishes. Laura's compositions tend towards the contemplative and abstract, with echoes of Kristin Hersh's 1990s work. Drawing on images from mythology and the natural world - dragons and mermaids, nightingales and butterflies - her enigmatic lyrics require close concentration. In this respect, The Maze proved an ideal venue. Although packed to capacity, the silence was unbroken throughout, save for a "free improv" massed whistling session halfway through. An excellent version of Wrecking closed the set, to sustained and deserved applause. Photo taken on February 1st 2008 by Nick Bramhall, and reproduced under a Creative Commons non-commercial attribution license. See also: Martin "father of Timboland" Stannard's review of the same show, over at Exultations and Difficulties. Labels: eveningpost, gigs, popmusic
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Bollocks to Valentine's Day.
 (Well, OK: I did it once, in our first year together. When my lovingly selected, oh-so-tasteful "designer" card turned out to be unreciprocated, we made a solemn pact. And besides, with my birthday falling three days later, all superfluous distractions are to be discouraged.) However, if we did do Valentine's Day, then we might well be doing it like this. And if I were a hetty bloke (with a healthy knicker fetish to boot) and he were a lovely lady, then I'd want to be reading this first... Labels: linkage
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Lorna Luft - Nottingham Royal Concert Hall, Monday February 11.
For Lorna Luft, a show business veteran of over thirty-five years' standing, Songs My Mother Taught Me - a two hour tribute to her mother Judy Garland - represents both a reconciliation and a celebration. Having spent years trying to outrun the shadow cast by Garland's legendary status, Luft has reached a point in her life where she can publicly express her gratitude, and salute her late mother's remarkable genius. Backed by a ten piece orchestra, with British husband Colin Freeman directing the music, Lorna took us on a journey of fond remembrance. The show started with Garland serenading her young daughter on the screen, before a beaming, effusive Luft took to the stage in a sparkling silver gown. In less capable hands, performing a live duet with one's dead mother could have could have been a recipe for toe-curling tastelessness. Thanks to Luft's experience and judgement, the risk paid off, the two voices harmonising deftly and tenderly. The show's accent remained firmly on the positive, as Lorna regaled us with comic anecdotes that revealed Judy as quite the outrageous prankster, rather than the tragic figure of popular imagining (a misconception which apparently drove both mother and daughter "nuts" with exasperation). Tribute was also paid to the "Rat Pack" - a title which Garland bestowed upon them in jest - and in particular to Luft's godfather Frank Sinatra and surrogate uncle Sammy Davis Junior. The highlight of the second half was a marathon medley which traced Garland's journey from inauspicious beginnings (Born In A Trunk) to her 1961 triumph at Carnegie Hall. Finally, and in preference to appropriating Judy's signature tune Over The Rainbow for herself, Lorna opted to intertwine the archive recording with her own Shining Star, to richly moving effect. It was a fitting climax to a bravura display of classic show business values, lovingly staged and beautifully sung. Photo taken, despite a fair deal of "BUT OH NO I COULDN'T POSSIBLY!" protestation from myself (after all, you know how I hate to push myself forward), by Sarah R, at the CD signing which followed the show. See also: Honestly, Rachel! reviews Lorna's shows at Milton Keynes and Northampton. My interview with Lorna Luft. Labels: celebs, eveningpost, gigs, popmusic
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
Boy George, Nottingham Royal Concert Hall, Friday February 8th.
"You came here tonight not knowing what to expect, and that's what you're going to get", announced Boy George at the start of his show, midway through his first UK tour in a decade. "It's an intimate show; it's not X Factor. Do you like the hat?"
Perhaps in order to encourage that feeling of "intimacy", the stage was stripped bare of all props, with no backdrops and no special lighting. George's four piece band played a sparsely arranged, mostly acoustic-driven set, aided by two backing singers who occasionally provided lead vocals. A special mention was given to the drummer, who was playing his first night with the band after just a day's rehearsal. Given George's well-documented turbulent relationships with former drummers, one couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the old one. George has stated that the purpose of the tour is to "re-establish myself as an artist", and to "re-establish my reputation as a human being, which I think has been pretty torn apart over the last few years." Despite various recent run-ins with the law, and long periods away from the public spotlight, he still retains a special place in our affections, attracting a broad cross-section of ages and backgrounds in his audience. The goodwill was still there. All had to do now was deliver. And here, unfortunately, is where the problem lay. Perhaps because of those long absences from stage performing, the O'Dowd pipes are not altogether what they used to be. Gone was the honeyed sweetness of his 1980s recordings, replaced by a gravely rasp which, although still not without soulful expressiveness, lacked both range and finesse. Far too many of his best known numbers were sung without reference to their original melodies, as George improvised awkwardly phrased harmony parts that, in terms of pitch, kept him safely within his comfort zone. (During Do You Really Want To Hurt Me and Karma Chameleon, the melodies were so comprehensively abandoned that the crowd struggled to sing along.) More annoyingly, he displayed an over-fondness for interrupting himself with a series of repetitively high pitched whoops, which added nothing to the interpretations. This could simply have been down to lack of practice, but George betrayed more nervousness than his articulate, waspish public persona would have you believe. Perhaps he was simply scared of pushing for those higher and lower notes, having convinced himself that his voice was no longer up to the job? On the strength of last night's show, the problems that we witnessed were nothing that a skilled vocal coach couldn't help put right - provided that George is genuinely prepared to re-dedicate himself to his craft, and to put long, hard hours of work in. That said, there were still flashes of the old brilliance, particularly towards the end of the set (two hours, with a badly timed interval after the first 35 minutes). A beautiful duet with Lizzy Dean on the old Culture Club ballad That's The Way, backed by a solo piano, played to all his strengths, as did the gospel-flavoured rendition of the old civil rights anthem This Little Light Of Mine which followed. Best of all, an unscripted final encore of Generations Of Love, as requested from the audience, was little short of dazzling. Fully warmed up by now, and singing on "extra time" purely for the love of it, George gave one of his finest compositions the performance it deserved, stepping to the front of the stage and singing out to the whole hall, instead of relying on the usual foot-shuffling and general diddling around. All he needs to do now is build on those still remarkable strengths, and find the confidence to overcome his self-imposed weaknesses. See also: My interview with Boy George. Labels: eveningpost, gigs, popmusic
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