“Social Media” is actively anti-social
The term Social Media is like the term Social Disease; it’s the VD of the keyboard.
The term Social Media is like the term Social Disease; it’s the VD of the keyboard.
Today I finally finished listing my record collection. All the sevens, the twelves, the LPs. It has taken a while. Not because it’s massive, it’s not, merely largish, but the process has been hindered by a not-quite subconscious reluctance. Now I have no excuse though. Now I *have to submit the list to various dealers to see if they’re interested in buying it as a collection. I could probably get more for it if I tried selling it myself piecemeal. But I don’t have the luxury of the time to do that. And also… dragging it out like that, like losing pieces of oneself incrementally, torturously slowly, would just. Fucking. Kill. Me.
Bollocks.
(*I have an aversion to starvation.)

The Jesus And Mary Chain - Some Candy Talking (NME Jan 86)
Since I posted an image of the four track EP this comes from I’ve been made aware that not only is it the first instance of an electric version of SCT, but that it’s also different to the single from five months later. Some things I forget; been a while. It has apparently shown up on the Darklands re-issue at some point. Anyway, for anyone interested…
And according to the the blurb on the 4 track 7” EP that came with The Hit magazine around this time, the version of Taste Of Cindy on that is also different to the same-named LP track. It never ends…
Tune In - Turn On - Burn Out (1986 Birmingham Flea Market, as was)
The back ground this is on is itself not-quite-black, which shows how faded this shirt is now. In fact it’s worn so thin it’s see-through. Still wear it sometimes on very hot days (not that we get any of those around here now..).
And invasion of privacy tracking surveillance…
David Karp, 26-year-old high school dropout worth $275m after selling Tumblr to Yahoo! - Tumblr’s first 10 employees get avg $6.2 mil each. First 30 get $3.3 mil, avg. All 178 get $371,000 avg. - via Twitter
Yahoo. Great, just great. As bad as Murdoch or Gates. Or Google

You’re unaware of how much Earth you move…
Revolver - Painting Pictures (John Peel outro) (1991)
Second track from Revolver’s debut EP. I have the studio tracks but I just love the way this Peel broadcast sounds, considerably richer than the subdued cd single.
Mat Flint’s guitar and voice as popular at the time with many as MBV, Ride, Slowdive et al, but now sadly neglected. Not all the outstanding material from then found its way into the hearts of subsequent generations. Or perhaps they just weren’t ‘cool’ enough, he wondered cynically dot dot dot
Public Image Limited - Mark Goodier Session (25th February 1992)
Comprising live-in-the-studio tracks from the album That What Is Not, prior to its release, along with Lydon being his usual self with BBC Radio One evening time-slot presenter Goodier. That What is Not was the last proper studio album from PIL until twenty years later, with This Is… And so the last to feature the stellar talent of John McGeogh, who died in 2004 at a mere 48. Although not the best example of his abilities - for that find those three essential Siouxsie & The Banshees albums and of course his time with Magazine - he definitely had a lot of fun with it.
Nevertheless, this is an interesting document and I’m very pleased with the sound on this, having spent some time on it. I posted a track from this as an audiopost on November 22nd 2012. Here’s the whole of it, all cleaned up, broken up into numbered, named tracks and saved as 320kbps mp3s. Aren’t I good to you? Tsk, you don’t care, you simply don’t care… »staples back of hand to forehead, flounces strides from room; exit: stage left«

The Blue Aeroplanes - …And Stones (Lovers All Round Mix) (1990)
Original, quite different, version on the album Swagger. Which pretty much sums up these guys. I mean quite apart from the bass player they’d have three guitarists on stage at any one time. In the smaller venues elbow pads were de rigeur. It was messy, blood all over the stage… “That’s my fuzz pedal!” / “No you fucker! That’s MY Wau pedal, THAT’S your fuzz pedal…” etc etc.
The Book Of Life - Hal Hartley (1998)
PJ Harvey, “Magdalena”.
Amateur - Hal Hartley (1994)
Watched this today for the first time in eighteen years. Still a magical piece of of dry, comedic cinema. Worth it for Elina Löwensohn alone, but bearing in mind the cast, director and soundtrack, it’s the whole 3a.m. kebab.
If you aren’t following her you really should be because if you’re feeling down she’ll Tweet you a picture of alpacas kissing.
@stevenjgibbons
It’s the Alpaca-lips!
JAMC “Some Candy Talking” T-shirt 1985 (bought 1986)
Pulled George (large black hole cat) out of the T-shirt drawer. Attached to his claws comes this, from where it was folded/rolled up small, down the side. Oh-kay, at this point I’m looking around for the hidden cameras and/or evident faults in the immediate continuum… More and more convinced everyday that we’re just ROM-constructs running on a simulation, and someone’s taking the piss.
More hole than t-shirt now, and faded almost to grey from jet black cotton when it was new. Sleeves gone, torn down the sides most of the way now, hem ripped off completely. Still fits.
I can see more t-shirt drawer posts coming, or would that be like posting iPhoney grabs of your dinner on Instacunt..?
O, it is excellent to have a giant’s strength; but it is tyrannous to use it like a giant.

Wire - The Queen Of Ur And The King Of Um (1988)