I might have to move my defualt biro heart to the new part of my hand as a tribute to the awesome Ellie Goulding. No idea what I'm chatting about? Follow the nifty link below to her video for 'Under the Sheets". She won the critic's choice award at the Brits which was lets face it the only one which holds any sort of acclaim. I did want Delphic to take it but there is no doubting that she is fab. First of many for her I reckonsssss. Other Brit highlights for me were, The Spice Girls winning best memorable performance, the ultimate doss of nostalgia. The fact that Florence's voice sounds even more stunning live, and JLS Marvin in a suite. Don't get me started on the Gaga situation. X

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Navl4fYI-Zk

One Born Every Minute.

I think there is a time in every student's week that they feel the need to watch a Channel 4 documentary in their PJS. I just naively chose the new reality tv style docu-drama 'One Born Every Minute' which is made up purely of footage from cameras placed around a hectic maternity ward. The program was pretty much what I expected it to be. By myself though I was totally surprised. I found myself bursting into tears at random moments, and this freaked me out because that kind of emotional reaction could lead to me actually wanting to engage in the horrific activity that men have called labour, later in life. Blooming heck.

But that aside I found it pretty amazing to be honest. Whoever is responsible for capturing some of that footage (the less graphic parts) should be so proud. I found myself particularly attached to the younger Mum to be. As the intense venerability drew me closer and closer to the edge of my seat I was comforted by her witty sarcasm and the nurses which remained cool as a cucumber throughout the entire ordeal. She was eventually told that due to the problem her baby had when developing she needed to give birth to him by cesarian section which left her completely petrified, and I was right there with her. She was told it would take 10 minutes to get the baby out, and I imagined that the only thing more terrifying than giving birth must be the thought of leaving it up to a group of complete strangers while you lie there with numb legs. When the midwife (or doctor I'm not sure but they were important) announced that the baby was out, the concerned Mum (we can call her that now) waited anxiously for the sound of her child crying. The look of complete shock, amazement, pride and relief as soon as the little treasure started wailing was magic, and whoever captured that must be a proud little media monkey.

I really can't believe how attached I got to everyone involved in such a short space of time.
I just know I'm going to hear my 'I hate everything' TV lecturer make a subtle dig at this in a lecture and I'll be glad that I appreciated it. I'm also glad for broadband and 4od. And contraception.

The Record Fair.

I'm pretty silly with money sometimes. 

I bought this Sigur Ross calendar because I thought it was pretty stunning.

I later wondered why I had bought a calendar which is pretty clearly for 2009.

But alas, I have it, adding to the clutter of my uni room. 

All the images are fractured, topical and are yet beautifully separate from reality. Which is pretty much how I feel about their music. So yeah you could stay I'm glad I still bought it. Its pretty inspiring. 

I also bought the best of The Smiths on CD and it has a pretty creepy looking dude on the front cover, and a promo album of a band called This City cos they got well good reviews in Rock Sound. Haven't bothered to actually listen to it more than once though. Too addicted to Bombay Bicycle Club and The Smiths at present. I saw three albums which have covers that are being made into stamps. Primal Scream is the nicest. 'A Rush of Blood to the Head' shouldn't be there I hate that picture its so pretentious. 

Anyway, record fairs forever!

XXX

Bristol Temple Meads: 4th Feb 2010 From 5pm till about 6pm.

Waiting outside a train station for an hour waiting for your sister to pick you up after herwork that makes her important lets her out late, is boring. When I have to wait somewhere like this, surrounded by people but completely on your own I make friends. I make friends with everyone around me but completely in my head. I do this by imagining what I would buy them if I had to spend a grand on them. This could be the result of a radio one quiz which lets face it I must have sucked at to get this prize. But forget about the technicalities because its quite a fun game. If I see a really snobby looking middle aged couple with children I might think "a week in centre parks", or an interestingly hot geekish guy I might go for a retro hi fi system or something. A chic working girl would get a rail of the hottest vintage dresses that Park st could give you. Sometimes my head gets clogged up with sarcastic comments like "a haircut". Or when the Frank Carter wannabe on the next bench along who keeps gawking at me spits on the ground in front of him all I want is a £1 to get him a second hand copy of a Jane Austin novel. Emma or Mansfield Park. That might sort him out.


I love things that are, at the time, scary or intimidating, but in hindsight are pretty interesting.
Mary Poppins would be proud of me.

DELPHIC

Discovered. Loved. Chuffed. Must share.
Their music sneaked onto my itunes via a free Radar mixtape I downloaded from the NME website. (I know I know, if the Daily Mail made a music magazine) I loved the laid back, effortless upbeat music mixed with the poignant lyrics in Couterpoint. Quite heart-rendering. While at the same time being as far away from any emo or Snow Patrol-ish as you can get. If Friendly Fires were a beach party, then Delphic would be a moonlight walk with your toes in the sand. A bit more mature, but equally awesome and more likely to be remembered.

Doubt is the first official single release from the debut album Acolyte. Radio One have been obsessively playing Doubt in their usual desperate attempt to be diverse and all-encompassing. Its is another brilliant song though. I can't wait to get my hands on this album. These guys are really imaginative, innovative and expressive. 2010 is going to a massive year for them.

The photos on the website are also pretty impressive, take a peak. http://delphic.cc/photos/

X

Definitely the geekiest post so far!!

The niftiest little guy in a bookworm's life.

Seriously though I am well chuffed with this bad boy, holds your book open a treat.

Copying quotes out has become one of the easier parts of the essay writing adventure.

I do believe the little muscly pink dude would help me more if he wasn't so well, plastic and tiny.

Every student should have someone buy them one of these.

I mean they did win the Gift of the Year award last year. 

Not DJ Hero for the XBOX elite, not an Experience Day with Ferrari, but the little book holder.

They get my vote for 2010.

Baby Lucas.

My heart nearly burst looking at the photos of my cousin's new baby!
The future is bright!

"You and you're cousins and me and my cousins!"

I love the stories that you're parents have told you about a million times, they must realise. Just laugh and say "oh really? What a funny story!"

Proper blogging will commence after the beastly essay and exam are romeo done. Reviews of some of the four lushes albums I got for crimbo, and the new Vampire Weekend album I will inevitably not be able to resist buying tomozzzzzoooo!!!!! EXCITING. I'm already addicted to 'Cousins'. As you probably already realised. X