Every once in a while, I catch a film that actually blows me away.
Last night I watched Under The Skin by Jonathan Glazer. Now, I love Jonathan Glazer and have long admired his work, in particular his music videos for various bands throughout the 1990's.
This film couldn't have been made by anyone else. It was quintessentially Glazer.
Odd, strange, twisting, thought provoking and mysterious but with a cinematic detail and artistry that is rarely seen in modern mainstream cinema.
There was a brilliant use of metaphor running parallel to a beautiful use of colour and symbolism which made you well aware you were watching a moving artwork rather than just a film. The overall theme and message which ran throughout was huge in both scope, relevance and impact.
Brilliant. Faith restored in film for another few months. :)
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Saturday, August 24, 2013
Came Back Haunted
And now the come down.
On wednesday morning I was sitting in Birmingham Airport awaiting my flight to Belfast to see Nine Inch Nails. It's hard to believe that it was a whole three days ago!
After checking into the hotel which was a stones throw from Chapter House Square where the gig took place, N and I went and got food in a nice little gastro-pub round the corner. We started queuing shortly after to ensure we got a good spot. And I have to say I got THE BEST spot I have EVER EVER had at a gig. Running down one side of the big courtyard where the crowd gathered, was a "VIP" area which was raised up about three feet. People had paid an extra tenner for the privilige but I would suggest it was debatable wether it was worth it. Running along this was the normal security barriers which come with handy steps for security to step onto to lift people over. This would become my position for the night. I sat on the ledge for the first two bands, both of whom where better than anticipated- local bands Little Matador and And So I Watch You From Afar. I was particularly impressed by the latter who sounded like a more lively Maybeshewill, with tinges of Steve Vai. I've yet to check out their albums, as I expect they may sound better live than on Cd. We managed to make an aquaintence of a strange character from Canada called Darren who flitted between seeming like a harmless, lonely drunk to being slightly dark and a bit mysterious. However, when the music started, his attentions were quite rightly focussed on his idols.
It rained a bit, but fortunately I had my trusty cardigan with the goblin hood to keep the rain off, and so I took my position in anticipation of Nine Inch Nails coming on stage. I could see the whole stage and was close enough to see the bands faces- including the face of the GENIUS Mr Reznor, the whole crowd in front, aside and to the back of me... it was immense. And then it just all happened. I was just elated and enthralled through out the whole set, taking photo's and videos without getting knocked about. I just soaked every second of it up.
Highlights for me were Copy of A which was their opening track- the energy from the stage and crowd was just epic; Closer and Hurt. Hurt was just incredible- hearing the crowd singing along in the darkness... I felt quite emotional and just about managed to stop myself welling up like a total saddo.
The night was finished off with a NIN themed Guiness and a JD and Coke in the hotel before retiring to rest our weary heads and prepare for the post-gig come down. Whilst I am THRILLED to have seen them, I am running out of "Bands to see before I die". I only have one (kindof) left- A Perfect Circle/Puscifer and I have a feeling I will have to travel a little bit further afield to see one of those two as they rarely tour, let alone outside of America.
The day after the gig, we had a couple of hours to kill before our flight home so we took a look round the new Titanic museum. Wierd building, but fairly decent inside, however in my opinion they should have made more of the tradgedy and focussed on the mass death a bit more, not in a morbid way you understand, but more to get an idea of the scale of the disaster. Understandably, they focussed it on the building and construction, as the museum stands on the docks where the Titanic was built. I dunno- maybe I just prefer a bit more punch and drama in my museum excursions. Hehe.
On wednesday morning I was sitting in Birmingham Airport awaiting my flight to Belfast to see Nine Inch Nails. It's hard to believe that it was a whole three days ago!
It rained a bit, but fortunately I had my trusty cardigan with the goblin hood to keep the rain off, and so I took my position in anticipation of Nine Inch Nails coming on stage. I could see the whole stage and was close enough to see the bands faces- including the face of the GENIUS Mr Reznor, the whole crowd in front, aside and to the back of me... it was immense. And then it just all happened. I was just elated and enthralled through out the whole set, taking photo's and videos without getting knocked about. I just soaked every second of it up.
Highlights for me were Copy of A which was their opening track- the energy from the stage and crowd was just epic; Closer and Hurt. Hurt was just incredible- hearing the crowd singing along in the darkness... I felt quite emotional and just about managed to stop myself welling up like a total saddo.
The night was finished off with a NIN themed Guiness and a JD and Coke in the hotel before retiring to rest our weary heads and prepare for the post-gig come down. Whilst I am THRILLED to have seen them, I am running out of "Bands to see before I die". I only have one (kindof) left- A Perfect Circle/Puscifer and I have a feeling I will have to travel a little bit further afield to see one of those two as they rarely tour, let alone outside of America.
The day after the gig, we had a couple of hours to kill before our flight home so we took a look round the new Titanic museum. Wierd building, but fairly decent inside, however in my opinion they should have made more of the tradgedy and focussed on the mass death a bit more, not in a morbid way you understand, but more to get an idea of the scale of the disaster. Understandably, they focussed it on the building and construction, as the museum stands on the docks where the Titanic was built. I dunno- maybe I just prefer a bit more punch and drama in my museum excursions. Hehe.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Daft Punk Trip
I should be doing my taxes... but ... well it's taxes and they are boring as hell.
One of the best soundtracks I have heard in years and years and years is going to come as a surprise to some people. It's the soundtrack to the film TRON (the 2010 version). Now before you all start laughing, yes, this was an incredibly shit film but most of that was largley due to the fact this was originally a futuristic film from 1982 complete with dodgy neon effects. The newer version didn't stray too far from this, and just "modernised" some of the effects, with little success. Unfortunately it still felt like a film from the 80s. However, having seen both versions- the soundtrack to the latter was in essence one of the most perfect soundtracks I have ever heard. I simply can't imagine anyone better than Daft Punk doing it, their soundscapes fitting the whole ethos and atmosphere almost better than the rest of the film did. It's incredible. So incredible, that I bought it. I very rarely buy soundtracks- but I knew this one would be one I could listen to in the dark and completely lose myself in. Eager to hear how it sounded on my awesome Cowon-Shure set up, I listened to it in bed one night a few weeks ago and had the most freakin' awesome dream to match the soundtrack.
I just lay there in the dark, eyes closed and let my head paint pictures to the music and here's what it came up with:
A girl is being chased over rooftops but we never really see who is chasing her. It's night and the main colours are a muted navy blue with moonlight highlighting patches and shapes against the darker shadows.
Eventually she breaks into an old, derelict building and in a large room with broken windows is a man sitting, tied to a chair in a big metal cage. He has bandages over his eyes with large, dark spots which look like dried blood.
She reaches through the cage to touch him but can't quite reach, but seems to signal to him that she will be back. He slides something to her across the floor- it's a small microchip-type key. She begins to run again. Faster this time.
Bright white lights now follow her, and her chase becomes frantic, but eventually she gets away, climbing over fencing which seems to mark a boundary to the inner city area. She keeps running, not stopping, over fields to a small cottage-type building hidden away in a small valley. It's daytime, but colours are still muted and slightly blue-grey. Washed out.
This small building is almost empty and dark, except for one room with a computerised lock. She uses the key to open this room, and as the door opens, the room floods the house with colour. Colours are now bright, vivid. The girl walks in to the room and stands in the middle of the floor, looking around at the walls. They are covered with brightly coloured paintings and portraits. Some are hanging on the walls, others stood on the floor propped up against the wall once the artist ran out of hanging space.
It becomes clear, that the man in the cage is an artist. His eyes have been removed by his captors, reducing the surroundings to a colourless, dark environment. The girl holds the key, looks at it, and vows to return him to his paintings.
And then the music stopped.
One of the best soundtracks I have heard in years and years and years is going to come as a surprise to some people. It's the soundtrack to the film TRON (the 2010 version). Now before you all start laughing, yes, this was an incredibly shit film but most of that was largley due to the fact this was originally a futuristic film from 1982 complete with dodgy neon effects. The newer version didn't stray too far from this, and just "modernised" some of the effects, with little success. Unfortunately it still felt like a film from the 80s. However, having seen both versions- the soundtrack to the latter was in essence one of the most perfect soundtracks I have ever heard. I simply can't imagine anyone better than Daft Punk doing it, their soundscapes fitting the whole ethos and atmosphere almost better than the rest of the film did. It's incredible. So incredible, that I bought it. I very rarely buy soundtracks- but I knew this one would be one I could listen to in the dark and completely lose myself in. Eager to hear how it sounded on my awesome Cowon-Shure set up, I listened to it in bed one night a few weeks ago and had the most freakin' awesome dream to match the soundtrack.
I just lay there in the dark, eyes closed and let my head paint pictures to the music and here's what it came up with:
A girl is being chased over rooftops but we never really see who is chasing her. It's night and the main colours are a muted navy blue with moonlight highlighting patches and shapes against the darker shadows.
Eventually she breaks into an old, derelict building and in a large room with broken windows is a man sitting, tied to a chair in a big metal cage. He has bandages over his eyes with large, dark spots which look like dried blood.
She reaches through the cage to touch him but can't quite reach, but seems to signal to him that she will be back. He slides something to her across the floor- it's a small microchip-type key. She begins to run again. Faster this time.
Bright white lights now follow her, and her chase becomes frantic, but eventually she gets away, climbing over fencing which seems to mark a boundary to the inner city area. She keeps running, not stopping, over fields to a small cottage-type building hidden away in a small valley. It's daytime, but colours are still muted and slightly blue-grey. Washed out.
This small building is almost empty and dark, except for one room with a computerised lock. She uses the key to open this room, and as the door opens, the room floods the house with colour. Colours are now bright, vivid. The girl walks in to the room and stands in the middle of the floor, looking around at the walls. They are covered with brightly coloured paintings and portraits. Some are hanging on the walls, others stood on the floor propped up against the wall once the artist ran out of hanging space.
It becomes clear, that the man in the cage is an artist. His eyes have been removed by his captors, reducing the surroundings to a colourless, dark environment. The girl holds the key, looks at it, and vows to return him to his paintings.
And then the music stopped.
Sunday, March 03, 2013
(Not so) Baby Sister
So, this weekend was spent moving my sister up to her first rented house up in Newcastle. No matter how old she gets this she's my lickle baby sister and it's both happy and sad that she's finally flown the nest.
She has a lovely little house up there in Newcastle and I really wish her the best of happiness. My little sister is all grown up!!
Whilst Saturday was mainly spent travelling there, a trip to IKEA and unpacking many boxes, we spent a little time this morning having a walk round Newcastle city centre. I picked out a pretty cool pub for her to try out before I next come to visit- I think it was called Brew Dog, and it had a giant Octopus hanging from one of the walls.
On the way home, we also stopped by The Angel of the North. I'm a big Gormley fan, and although it's an iconic image already seen by most of the UK popiulation, it's always worth seeing something like that with your own eyes.
A nice weekend, which went far too quickly! Roll on this Friday for my four day weekend! Woop!
She has a lovely little house up there in Newcastle and I really wish her the best of happiness. My little sister is all grown up!!
Whilst Saturday was mainly spent travelling there, a trip to IKEA and unpacking many boxes, we spent a little time this morning having a walk round Newcastle city centre. I picked out a pretty cool pub for her to try out before I next come to visit- I think it was called Brew Dog, and it had a giant Octopus hanging from one of the walls.
On the way home, we also stopped by The Angel of the North. I'm a big Gormley fan, and although it's an iconic image already seen by most of the UK popiulation, it's always worth seeing something like that with your own eyes.
A nice weekend, which went far too quickly! Roll on this Friday for my four day weekend! Woop!
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
(not) Miserable.
Busy week at work this week as we're moving a few miles up the road to a new station. It's ACTUALLY got double glazing!!! WOOOOT. It means a longer commute and about two weeks of chaos while everything gets moved/lost/put in the wrong place and sorted out again but ultimately it'll be worth it for the warmth! For the last eight months I've been a little block of ice working away in front of our draughty two way glass windows. Ah... two way glass- I will miss you lulling all those vain passers by into your shallow reflective surface while we laugh at them from the other side.
I went to see Les Mis (the film) at the weekend. There are actual FILMS on in the cinema. I've been so relieved that the age of the crappy-masses film seems to have mostly passed and we're starting to see proper film makers return to the fold. I saw the Hobbit a few weeks ago- and for the most part thought it was a good offering although I felt it was padded out too much. Some of the scenes were too long and Martin Freeman lacked the warmth and happiness that we'd got used to from Ian Holme's Bilbo in the LOTR trilogy. I also found the dwarves a bit inconsistent and not styled enough.
Les Mis was very good. Superb, emotive performances from most of the main characters with Hugh Jackman and Ann Hathaway being fantastic. Russel Crowe does an average job but I never really like his acting style. He fails to draw me in to any of his characters and I rarely care for them or feel sorry for them. We, the viewers, should have felt some sympathy for Javere during his suicide song. A scene of a tormented soul, his direction lost, his world and ideals turned upside down by the compassion of the man he's devoted his life to catching- and yet, Crowe showed no agony and remained mostly expressionless. Russell Crowe's eyes are just steely and cold and it deadens most of his characters. I'm not a fan.
The other thing that ruined the film for me, not knowing the story, was the complete turnaround and two-facedness of Marius, the flighty, young socialist who was just a flakey, spineless drip! His friends die for the cause, and he sods off to get married to his splendily dressed fiance in his fuck-off Mansion! So much for Socialism and equality you Toff!
It's one of the few films I've seen at the cinema that people have applauded at the end and, despite being warned, at no point did I find myself reaching for the tissues. I don't tend to cry at films. Moving documentaries perhaps- but not films. The only film that even had me close to crying was Wall-E. I welled up when he gets rebuilt at the end and his little eyes remain as cold and empty as Russell Crowes; your heart is just willing them to show life and personality once again... Emotive stuff.
In other news I have been taking on a DIRE Amazon Marketplace seller to get a refund/replacement for a faulty item. I won. I have now escalated to a formal complaint about the fact that this seller removed my negative feedback which makes a mockery of the whole system. Freedom of speech and all that. If I fail in my mission to get it reinstated, I will be taking to twitter instead. Never let it be said I don't stick up for the little people.
I have also found a problem with my new Cowon. I'm still investigating into fixes for an issue with my player reading ID3 tags from shite-tunes where most of my music is imported or bought legally- yet Apple, being up their own arses as they are, have kindly made sure you can only use their shite-pods for file transfer with comfort and ease. I'll get round it. Or buy a Sony instead which use a slightly different transfer format. Again, I won't be bullied by some snotty corporation and brainwashed into buying substandard products.
I'm totally on a roll lately. I feel strong. Justice is being done all over the place. Good things are happening.
I went to see Les Mis (the film) at the weekend. There are actual FILMS on in the cinema. I've been so relieved that the age of the crappy-masses film seems to have mostly passed and we're starting to see proper film makers return to the fold. I saw the Hobbit a few weeks ago- and for the most part thought it was a good offering although I felt it was padded out too much. Some of the scenes were too long and Martin Freeman lacked the warmth and happiness that we'd got used to from Ian Holme's Bilbo in the LOTR trilogy. I also found the dwarves a bit inconsistent and not styled enough.
Les Mis was very good. Superb, emotive performances from most of the main characters with Hugh Jackman and Ann Hathaway being fantastic. Russel Crowe does an average job but I never really like his acting style. He fails to draw me in to any of his characters and I rarely care for them or feel sorry for them. We, the viewers, should have felt some sympathy for Javere during his suicide song. A scene of a tormented soul, his direction lost, his world and ideals turned upside down by the compassion of the man he's devoted his life to catching- and yet, Crowe showed no agony and remained mostly expressionless. Russell Crowe's eyes are just steely and cold and it deadens most of his characters. I'm not a fan.
The other thing that ruined the film for me, not knowing the story, was the complete turnaround and two-facedness of Marius, the flighty, young socialist who was just a flakey, spineless drip! His friends die for the cause, and he sods off to get married to his splendily dressed fiance in his fuck-off Mansion! So much for Socialism and equality you Toff!
It's one of the few films I've seen at the cinema that people have applauded at the end and, despite being warned, at no point did I find myself reaching for the tissues. I don't tend to cry at films. Moving documentaries perhaps- but not films. The only film that even had me close to crying was Wall-E. I welled up when he gets rebuilt at the end and his little eyes remain as cold and empty as Russell Crowes; your heart is just willing them to show life and personality once again... Emotive stuff.
In other news I have been taking on a DIRE Amazon Marketplace seller to get a refund/replacement for a faulty item. I won. I have now escalated to a formal complaint about the fact that this seller removed my negative feedback which makes a mockery of the whole system. Freedom of speech and all that. If I fail in my mission to get it reinstated, I will be taking to twitter instead. Never let it be said I don't stick up for the little people.
I have also found a problem with my new Cowon. I'm still investigating into fixes for an issue with my player reading ID3 tags from shite-tunes where most of my music is imported or bought legally- yet Apple, being up their own arses as they are, have kindly made sure you can only use their shite-pods for file transfer with comfort and ease. I'll get round it. Or buy a Sony instead which use a slightly different transfer format. Again, I won't be bullied by some snotty corporation and brainwashed into buying substandard products.
I'm totally on a roll lately. I feel strong. Justice is being done all over the place. Good things are happening.
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Cowon Z2: My New Baby
So I've tested it.
I've tried various files; different earphones to compare sound; I've played with the sound settings and even ensured that it works in my car. All is good.
I am chuffed actually. The user interface will take a bit of getting used to, and when I'm looking to upgrade again in five years time I'll probably be less inclined to choose an MP3 player with web access as, although handy on the fly, it's what my smartphone does.
Plugging in my new earphones and playing Tool through it for the first time was just insanely good. I heard so much more of the song. I've managed to find a user sound setting that's bass-ey enough for me, but it'll still take some time adjusting to losing a bit of bass in order to improve the overall sound of the whole song. The other problem with this brilliant piece of technology is that it's too good. It brutally now sorts out the men from the boys in terms of digital file quality and I now have some MP3's which are clearly sub-standard. Songs I've been playing on my computer, Sonos and Sony Walkman for years now have all their digital flaws (yes I'm looking at you Bastille) highlighted which means I can well imagine I will be spending far more time buying CD's and ripping them, than downloading poor quality music for an unfairly steep price. But, this is the arena I've now found myself in, and it's a high standard that I'm pleased with.
Now I know it all works and I'm pleased with it, I'm spending the afternoon transferring music across to it. I can well imagine I will be needing to buy myself a micro SD to increase the storage capacity in no time.
I'm a happy bunny. Things feel good at the moment.
Tuesday, January 08, 2013
Shure Thing.
Last year I filled my MP3 player.
My little beat up 8gb Sony Walkman has served me well for the last couple of years. It is probably the best sounding MP3 player I've ever had, with incredibly deep bass tones and expensively perfect noise cancelling earphones which work in conjunction with the device. It was always going to be a substantially tough act to follow and it was with a very heavy heart that I decided it was time to look into getting a new one.
After months of research and a particular low point even considering getting a shite-pod, I selected the COWON Z2 with a web enabled Sony Walkman as my back up option. If it fails to connect to Franko (my car) 's USB port, the Cowon will be ebayed and I'll resort to my Sony back up choice.
With my original Walkman having noise cancelling functions and just immense sound, I also purchased some swanky Shure earphones to try and make up for the loss in any sound quality.
My new earphones arrived today.
They are, quite frankly, incredible.
The clarity on them is immense. It opens up new layers to music and I can hear new sounds to songs I've been listening to for years. I listened to Bastille, Korn, The Prodigy and Puscifer before the ultimate test- Nine Inch Nails. Oh my god. Track 13. Absolutely EPIC!! You can hear EVERYTHING! ; every detail, twang, even breaths that I've never heard before! Stunning.
Short of a bit more bass, they're just awesome. I'm used to a LOT of bass with my Sony noise cancelling. I like my music to sound meaty. I like to "feel" the music right in the centre of my brain and a deep bass seems to reach right inside you and squeeze your heart just a tad before pulsing back through your blood to your ears. My new earphones lack thispunch but I'm hoping it's something I can get used to. I've heard Cowon rival Sony for their sound technology and once I get my new Z2 I'm hoping I can tweak the settings and equalizer to my liking and maybe emphasize the bass so I'm not too worried just yet.
Just got to cross my fingers and hope that all is well on receiving my Cowon but so far- Inspired. (Resolution 4) ;-).
My little beat up 8gb Sony Walkman has served me well for the last couple of years. It is probably the best sounding MP3 player I've ever had, with incredibly deep bass tones and expensively perfect noise cancelling earphones which work in conjunction with the device. It was always going to be a substantially tough act to follow and it was with a very heavy heart that I decided it was time to look into getting a new one.
After months of research and a particular low point even considering getting a shite-pod, I selected the COWON Z2 with a web enabled Sony Walkman as my back up option. If it fails to connect to Franko (my car) 's USB port, the Cowon will be ebayed and I'll resort to my Sony back up choice.
With my original Walkman having noise cancelling functions and just immense sound, I also purchased some swanky Shure earphones to try and make up for the loss in any sound quality.
My new earphones arrived today.
They are, quite frankly, incredible.
The clarity on them is immense. It opens up new layers to music and I can hear new sounds to songs I've been listening to for years. I listened to Bastille, Korn, The Prodigy and Puscifer before the ultimate test- Nine Inch Nails. Oh my god. Track 13. Absolutely EPIC!! You can hear EVERYTHING! ; every detail, twang, even breaths that I've never heard before! Stunning.
Short of a bit more bass, they're just awesome. I'm used to a LOT of bass with my Sony noise cancelling. I like my music to sound meaty. I like to "feel" the music right in the centre of my brain and a deep bass seems to reach right inside you and squeeze your heart just a tad before pulsing back through your blood to your ears. My new earphones lack thispunch but I'm hoping it's something I can get used to. I've heard Cowon rival Sony for their sound technology and once I get my new Z2 I'm hoping I can tweak the settings and equalizer to my liking and maybe emphasize the bass so I'm not too worried just yet.
Just got to cross my fingers and hope that all is well on receiving my Cowon but so far- Inspired. (Resolution 4) ;-).
Monday, January 07, 2013
Ill Manners
I've posted the above article because it very much relates to the video below. I came across the below a few months ago and was struck by it's social commentry. I would strive to say it's the most powerful music videos I've seen for many years and I think it sums up the last few years better than anything else I've seen or read.
It's aptly crafted - edgy, raw and with a deep, angry intensity which is captured both musically and visually.
I have no doubt it's messages, many ironically contradictory, will be missed by both sides using it as an influencial piece condoning certain lifestyles and behaviour and for this reason I fear it's potential poignancy has been negated. In all the articles, literature, websites and papers I've read on the social impact of the Tory Government- THIS, to me, is the most intensely powerful and honest account of the widening social divide that's expanded before everyone's eyes.
Tuesday, December 04, 2012
An Interjection: The Fear
FINALLY. A decent drama series written by someone who actually cares about film.
I saw the ad for this last week and having loved the films NEDS and Tyrannosaur I was immediately intrigued by the fact this starred the same actor- Peter Mullan, in a similar role.
The first episode aired last night and I was immediately impressed with the camera work, compositions and analogies used to create the uneasy atmosphere. Coastal erosion, regeneration of an old pier, the sea, soceital breakdown and the invasion of a criminal gang are all used as motifs echoing the graual loss of the central characters mind to dementia.
I'm gripped. I just hope the remaining three episodes live up to my expectations and continue to inspire.
Faith restored in story telling on TV. :-)
I saw the ad for this last week and having loved the films NEDS and Tyrannosaur I was immediately intrigued by the fact this starred the same actor- Peter Mullan, in a similar role.
The first episode aired last night and I was immediately impressed with the camera work, compositions and analogies used to create the uneasy atmosphere. Coastal erosion, regeneration of an old pier, the sea, soceital breakdown and the invasion of a criminal gang are all used as motifs echoing the graual loss of the central characters mind to dementia.
I'm gripped. I just hope the remaining three episodes live up to my expectations and continue to inspire.
Faith restored in story telling on TV. :-)
Saturday, October 02, 2010
Slink Inked.
So last Monday, I paid someone some of my hard earned squids to stick an inky needle in my back. Loads. It hurt at times but I'm really pleased with the result. I was even commended on my bravery by two of the tatooists... especially for a first timer like me, but credit has to be given to my good friend Mark for coming with me for support and talking to me for an hour to keep my mind off things.
It's healing nicely and I have to go back in 3 weeks to have a check up and a touch up if required. Woop.
It's healing nicely and I have to go back in 3 weeks to have a check up and a touch up if required. Woop.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
The Pirate Investigation.
So I think I want to be a Pirate.
Lets look at the evidence:
Exhibit A. A selection of my clothes... ALL containing skull and cross bones.
Exhibit B. The pair of shoes I just bought... sporting a Pirate symbol.
Exhibit C. *dribble*
Exhibit D. A screen shot of my current desktop complete with a Pirate Hat adorned Mr Boyd.
and lastly, Exhibit E...
Pirate Slink... fancy dress party 2005 complete with sword, stripey socks, eye patch and bandana.
I don't know where this obsession has come from, neither do I know if you can call it an obsession if I haven't been completely aware of it. However, it's not just me- this phenomenon has seemingly spread to my younger sister Vix (see below), who also informed me today she was has been invited to a Pirate Party!
This all prompted me to ask the question: Where has this Pirate obsession come from?
I have delved deep into my childhood to discover the answers, and here are my findings:
Lets look at the evidence:
Exhibit A. A selection of my clothes... ALL containing skull and cross bones.
Exhibit B. The pair of shoes I just bought... sporting a Pirate symbol.
Exhibit C. *dribble*
Exhibit D. A screen shot of my current desktop complete with a Pirate Hat adorned Mr Boyd.
and lastly, Exhibit E...
Pirate Slink... fancy dress party 2005 complete with sword, stripey socks, eye patch and bandana.
I don't know where this obsession has come from, neither do I know if you can call it an obsession if I haven't been completely aware of it. However, it's not just me- this phenomenon has seemingly spread to my younger sister Vix (see below), who also informed me today she was has been invited to a Pirate Party!
This all prompted me to ask the question: Where has this Pirate obsession come from?
I have delved deep into my childhood to discover the answers, and here are my findings:
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