My blogging frequency has declined over the last 10 days because I’ve ‘micro blogged’ anything of any real interest. I’ve haven’t done any graphics work in the past week either (not even AT work, a need a new job). I have been getting stuck into my drawing, a few efforts from my flickr are below.

Had an absolute crisis on Saturday when Spurs managed to blow a two goal lead at Old Trafford. Pre half time I had been rattling of texts of glee on the train where I was tracking the match (not looking forward to my phonebill – I might be the only person still using WAP). This ray of sunshine in Tottenham’s sunshine soon got tainted with a cloud of shit as we crumbled. I still haven’t watched match of the day, its frankly too upsetting.

This weekend I am DJing at The Branded / Deadly Shakes / Dissolutes show in Worcester – see the flyer I did below dum dum. I’m sure my choices won’t get too fruity as it’s a punk night Murder City Devils / Hot Snakes / Minor Threat are mandatory. Sure I will try and slip in a jazzy remix or power ballad (can people handle 9 minutes of Meatloaf?).

Tre from last years Apprentice was on the Central Line this morning, chatting to some guy who had obviously accosted him about “corporate gigs” and that sort of twoddle. The man is quite a snappy dresser by that I mean cunt. Pastel blue shirt, white pinstripes and white cuffs, bootcut indigo denim and beige half breed trainer / smart shoes – actually, the were more like hobbit sneakers.

I’m watching this weeks Apprentice on IPlayer right now, it seems so easy – how are people like this running the corporate world. I always feel like I could do a better job, because the tasks are always quite creative AND you have to be an egomaniac with delusions of self importance. Win. If George Lucas has got any sense he’ll be making a Star Wars spin off of The Apprentice…Darth Vader? Hopefully you can see where I’m going with this.

Ok fingers crossed the “I went to Sandhurst” twat gets fired.

The Weekend That WAS

All things considered a sterling effort by those concerned. On Saturday I drew a poster for a show in Worcester – The Branded / The Deadly Vibes / The Dissolutes. Here it is right below, I really like it even though the panther is a total rip off of The Black Panthers logo (http://www.inetmgrs.com/onepeoples/logo03.jpg). That symbol has garage punk relevance as MC5 also plagiarised it, so I figure it’s an acceptable incarnation.



Saturday night I went round to Franks, chilled and made me tattoo a little skull on my arm. It’s based on a skull on a dagger from Bert Grimm flash. We added a reaper scythe and upside down coffin. The word ‘Death’ is hidden in it as well.

I’m really stoked on it, the book Frank had with Bert Grimm flash in really inspired me and I want to get a few more tattoo’s like this which just look clean, solid and classic.



I also tattooed a scaled down skull on Frank. It didn’t come out that great as I was laughing so much and couldn’t keep the needle steady. If it doesn’t drop out it will be miraculous. Steph and Rick tattooed him too, Steph did an S and Rich did a little stickman…who is sorta missing half a head.



Sunday I went and watched Tottenham beat Newcastle at the local normal looking pub ‘ The Railway Bell’. Its filled with loads of old east end pensioners and is a much more welcome prospect than watching a match at ‘Funky Mojo’s’ or ‘The Lizard Lounge’. That’s Essex for you.

It was a pretty comfortable victory against a Newcastle team who don’t look like they could score with 11 strikers on the pitch let alone 4. Shearer himself could have punting more efforts on target from the technical area. I’ll be watching Newcastle in the Championship with joy next season. Just because you’ve got a lot of fans doesn’t mean you’re a big club.

Met my parents in glamorous Oxford services on Sunday night. They kindly bought me a pair of Vans from Florida but they look a bit like pop punk giant clown shoes. I’m convinced they’ll look fine with shorts and it’s an illusion against my jeans.

Dogma was on TV Sunday night, I really like Dogma – conceptually more than anything. Some of the acting is below par, well it’s pretty rotten actually but there’s something about a twisted biblical story that I have a soft spot for. Despite being a strict atheist I’m fascinated by religion and in particular Christianity. The concept of ‘God’ might be as ridiculous as a Unicorn but the mythology is 100 times better. A unicorn was never vengeful, even at the loss of a horn due to bizarre sexual accident I have every faith the would remain calm and peaceful.

Poster All Finished

And another late night. Zingy! Available at the show as a 3 colour screen print. Not sure how many in the run yet!

Easter

Hi. This was Easter.

Mi Ami are ex Black Eyes and sound a little bit like them too. They also sound a bit like a tropical dance party and !!! at the same time. I'm going to avoid the phrase "like such and such on acid" cause it just dawned upon me how trite it is.

If you like fun music and shaking your shoulders then go and see Mi Ami if you can.

http://www.myspace.com/miamiamiami

Almost finished my Gallows Tour poster design. I just have loads to clean up tomorrow night and then find somebody to print the bleeding thing. It looks just like this, only it will be 3D and cost you more than just looking.

BLEUGH

My streak of being ill is continuing - last few weeks I've had just about everything wrong with me. My long stretch of being vomit free is still intact and hanging on my a thread.

This is how my face feels about life today (note the comfy granddad cardigan I have on).



Last night I did a poster for a Holy State show in a few weeks, here it is.

These are a few of my favourite things

Having just been introduced to Cymbals Eat Guitars this morning I would like to introduce you to the things currently circulating my work headphones. Oh, it’s a slow day in the office too.

Cymbals Eat Guitars appear to hail from Staten Island in New York – I’d be lying if I said I knew where it was but I’ve heard New York is a swinging town and I’m sure these boys have seen plenty of sights and sounds to influence their eclectic pop driven racket. I described them as a hipster Weezer, Matt Poke described them as a hipster Pavement. Either way don’t let the word hipster put you off cause this shit’s a rockin’.

http://www.myspace.com/cymbalseatguitars

Friends and extended family will all know my great love for Coalesce and two new tasty tracks have been uploaded to their Myspace. Wild Ox Moan being the pick of the two, which lures you in with a deep southern ballad then pummels you pulsating drums and off kilter guitars. This is catchy, sludgy and some other words all ending in the letter Y.

www.myspace.com/coalesce

My co-worker Matt Poke not only dished up his Pavement analogy but also introduced me to the excellent Girl Talk. Girl Talk is straight talking mash up mega mix up – I’ve tried to think of other words Annie Mac might use but that’s the best I can do. Metallica to Busta Rhymes, it’s all in there. Pop it on at your next dinner party, home gathering or ketamine bash to share with friends.

www.myspace.com/girltalkmusic

This weekend I had a massive spring clean and have transformed my room into a paradise. Well paradise might be a bit of a stretch – my own private Idaho waiting to be destroyed by my kitten.

Horne and Corden made me lose even more faith in humanity and good taste. There’s a lot of current comedy I don’t get or simply don’t waste my (oh so valuable) time with – Mighty Boosh, Little Britain etc but I can comprehend why to the poor and north they might appear funny.

Watching Horne and Corden makes me feel embarrassed for them, their close relatives, their extended family and closest friends. I feel pity for those brave cameramen who gave their lives and the wardrobe department who have surely requested an sharpish transfer back to costume drama.

They seem to have built a show on their familiarity with the British public, assuming watching them is a bit like watching your mates on TV – and your mates on TV is great right!? Wrong, you look like cocks. Return to scripting television immediately, do not pass go, collect 200 quid, stop for a quickie in an East End boozer or pose for paparazzo with Lily Allen’s nip hanging out NOW.