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Monday, May 22, 2006
The unheard of has happened, I have foregone Big Brother this year for what can only be described as a yell fest - Celebrity xfactor, watching Gillian McKeith shaking her bony ass to inappropriate songs and James Hewitt dancing like what can only be described as a constipated crab.Paul Daniels - Simply Magic
For the first time since Big Brother started 7 years ago I can not be arsed with the most unlikable (except pete) collection of nuts-photo babe wannabees and preeching bullies since probably last year. Maybe I'll be seduced yet, but I really can't be bothered and would rather watch the agile presenting skills of Russell Brand harrasing the public. He was hilarious on Jonathon Ross talking about his previous incarnation as a drug addict - "heroin, so very morish" - and is now my podcast of choice.
The last few months have been somewhat a ongoing reunion, I've been catching up with people I haven't seen for up to 14 years ago. Part of these reunions have come about as a result of me spending more time in the North East, seeing my Mum throughout her illness and recovery and exhibiting at Hatton. In some ways things are not that different, we all look the same - a bit less shiny maybe and in other ways our lives have changed fundamentaly. I'm not sure how different I seem to a naive 18 year old, it's not for me to say. On Saturday there'll be another reunion with a farewell celebration taking place a Victoria Studios to mark the end of the degree I did in Nottingham - Contemporary Arts. It will interesting to see if people really have changed and who is still making art work 11 years on. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous.
Douglas Coupland dropped into Broadway on Friday to give a reading from his new book JPod and caused more than a few people to remark he had changed. Instead of the buff, bequiffed young man projected into the cafe bar on the film stills loop a rather more bearded, khaki wearing older author made it to the stage. He was beguiling and charming and read from his new book - a passage where Kaitlin describes the various autisms that teckie geeks display at some time or another. Douglas, when he finished the reading went on to answering questions, and displayed his own set of mini autisms taking 2- 3 minute pauses between answers. I loved hearing him read his work, in the accent it was written so to speak but was desperate to hear him talk about families or faith, rather than obscure Canadian authors. I am enjoying the book and have ordered Hey Nostrodamus and Life after God from Green Metropolis.Stockton High Street
On my last trip to the North last week, I went to see a band - Idiot Savant - at the Georgian theatre in Stockton. They were like a loud Kaiser Chiefs and I liked the way the (incredibly tall) bassist sat down for the whole set, but they weren't really my thing. I risked accusations of political correctness by asking why they were called Idiot Savant, and didn't really get a clear answer but it was many drinks down the road.Idiot Savant
8 out of 9 of my home clearance items sold on ebay with the price of sentimental attachment and memories coming in at £24.86
posted by Jeanie Monday, May 22, 2006
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