Ta da! A new look! Thought as the blog is nearly a year old, a wee freshen up was in order.
Also, I am having a bit of a ding dong with the (mostly) goodly folks at WordPress over the indiscriminate application of adverts to my blog posts. So I thought a bit of subterfuge might be in order to escape their all-seeing eye.
I don’t mind them attaching adverts – they have to make money out of this very generous enterprise somehow – but I do object a) to not being able to see what they attach cos usually I visit my own site while logged in and b) not having any say over what they attach to my posts. Thus, last week, a matter of no small embarrassment, an advert promoting off-shore banking – as if I’d approve – featured on this post. Not good.
I could just pay the annual fee to have no adverts but I don’t think that’s really the point. I wonder how long they’ll take to track me down – I’m a burd on the run.
But it’s not the only reason for a refurb. A wee bit of colour in wir lives is a welcome thing, and I do think purple suits me.
I’m liking my new blog clothes and hope you do too.
Something new – Airborne Toxic Event
Run me down – the Black Keys
Head on a Spike – the Bluetones
Oh yes, lots of shiny, new things for you flutterers today.
A new album from the Roadside Graves is always a cause for celebration and it’s been downloaded already. A song called Hank Williams is the current favourite – to hear it, you’ll have to go buy yer own! – but until it is released far and wide, a wee visit to Mad Mackerel will get you a couple of free downloads off the album. I like these too, funnily enough.
AND a wee nugget from Delta Spirit – a free download of Devil knows You’re Dead, released as part of their Friday Night Lights series.
AND a new track from We were promised Jetpacks – an utterly outstanding choon that augurs well for their sophomore album.
AND thanks to Mark LaMacq’s Roundtable on Radio 6 last night that entertained me while ironing, this from Bombay Bicycle Club , this from Crystal Fighters – been around for a while, now out as a single, and a perfect slice of pop for bright sunny days and this from the Dennis Hopper Choppers, which has wired itself in my brain, where it is likely to stay for a very long time, and possibly all the way to choons of the year. It’s the voice I think, sends shivers and all that.
Finally, something I found on one of those mazy click-through journeys. A great site called Gravy and Biscuits – somewhere else for me to while away the hours in avoidance of domestic chores. It has a wee niche page called Up and Coming, and nestled in there, I stumbled upon a band called Crank Shaft and the Gear Grinders. Top class name for a band making joyful music. Old style with a new twist producing a surprisingly modern sound that is guaranteed to make you smile. And maybe even shimmy your hips a little.
This time next week, I will be celebrating the chicklet’s birthday, hopefully with a wee dip in the pool, a sandcastle at the beach, and a big ice cream sundae with sparkler things in it. Sunnier climes beckons and I can’t wait to just sit and do nothing and soak up the sun and the goodness of all that vitamin E.
Compiling a holiday reading list is always taxing (for this burd anyhow) and at one point I was at risk of having to pay Ryanair major spondoolicks to get all my books on board. Sense prevailed and I narrowed it down (as well as making a mental note to purchase a Kindle). Surprises? None, really. I’m being remarkably conformist and conventional. First time for everything….
I’m almost as excited about the books as I am the holiday.
1. Andrea Levy – the Long Song
2. Ali Smith – There but for The
3. Mark Oliver Everett – Things the Grandchildren should Know
4. Andrew Nicoll – The Love and Death of Caterina
5. James Roberston – And the Land Lay Still (yep, possibly the only person in Scotland yet to read it – sometimes I revel in being behind the curve)
6. And a wildcard, which will suggest itself in the shop, crying pick me, pick me. Or it will if it’s in the 3 for 2 offers….
And yes, I will read them all in a week.
The new football season has arrived. It used to herald autumn but now appears to signal the arrival of swallows. I’m still debating whether or not to do more football this year.
On the plus side, Killie didn’t disgrace themselves, a few good signings over the summer augurs well, and Dunfermline being back in the top flight gives us Embra Killie fans another potential “home game”. And the chicklet will now sit through a whole match with minimal wriggling: thankfully, the play on the field has become as attention grabbing as the poke of sweeties in his pocket.
On the down side, the cost. Like everyone, here in the eyrie, we are feeling the pinch and just being mindful of the need to watch spending, as things are likely to get tighter still. A day out at the fitba bursts a very big hole in a hundred pounds, taking into account petrol, lunch, a pint and a juice, and of course the tickets. And frankly I’m not sure it’s worth it anymore.
I wonder how many others will be thinking likewise and what clubs will be doing to stem the loss of supporters?
The Undertones – When Saturday Comes