Friday, July 31, 2009

never miss the water

hey!

this has been a busy week and a particularly crazy day is going on right now.

I'm working at getting everything cleared off my desk because I start my vacation this afternoon. When I arrived at work this morning, we couldn't access our network files - not good.

Fortunately, it was resolved mid-morning so I'm now just in the home stretch of my last-day scramble. Should be able to leave on time so it's not totally horrible.

In lieu of a proper post, I'm going to leave you with a live version of one of my favourite Chaka songs, enjoy!

Labels: , ,

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

huh?

I'm feeling a little bit all over the place today.

This week, I'm taking Friday off, in lieu for working over the weekend. Subsequently, it's been a busy week so far as I try to get stuff done in a four day week. Also been working harder than normal in the evenings at home. I'd really love to not have any housework to do over the weekend. Wouldn't that be nice? I did three loads of laundry last night and a bunch of cleaning. The house is starting to look like you could almost let people live there.

We plan to go to Montreal for the day on Friday. It's sort of a belated birthday gift for Mark. The Montreal Museum of Fine Arts has an exhibit on now, celebrating the 40th Anniversary of John & Yoko's bed in and we're going to at least see that and make a side trip to Schwartz's (cuz you can't go to Montreal and not visit Schwartz's).

To make up for a less than coherent post, here's a fun Joel Plaskett video to get you through hump day. Enjoy!

Labels: , ,

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

I feel fine

the polyphonic spree always make me smile and they have, on occasion, made me feel happier than a band should probably be allowed to do. It's hard to explain how awesome they are when you experience them in a live environment to someone who is unfamiliar with the wonderfulness that is the spree. It's even more difficult to explain to a dog. Band leader Tim tries, valiantly. I don't know if the dog gets it or not or just doesn't care. Either way, music video + dog = super cute fun!!

Labels: , ,

Friday, April 03, 2009

friday fun

It's raining here. Actually, I think it might stop soon but it was totally pouring earlier, which kind of sucks because it makes for big muddy wet areas at the dog park.

I'm having a busy day at work, things are going well, getting lots done. Thought I'd share a video with you all which never fails to make me smile (I just love this song!). I may have shared this before and I did, I refuse to apologize because I like it that much!

Enjoy & happy weekend kiddies!!

Labels: , ,

Friday, March 06, 2009

let's shake!

I'm having a really good day so far today. The to do list I thought I'd tackle isn't really moving much but I'm getting other things done so that's okay.

The weather here is warm but cloudy. The best thing though is that it's not raining, and it was supposed to. This means that the doggies at home can play outside without getting soaked to the skin (not that the rain slows them down at all) all day long.

Not sure what we're doing this weekend. I want to try to not do too much and rest up from my cold/back spell but I do have a few little things I'd like to accomplish around the house so we'll see how that goes.

Right now though, life is good and I can't really complain about anything at all. Cool huh?

How about a little bit of jazzed up Dave Rave to get the weekend off to an excellent start!?

Labels: , ,

Friday, February 20, 2009

mr smartypants

Just the other day, Mark and I were talking about Dig Circus. I was telling him about a frosh week concert that they had done here on campus, in the early 90's. The bill was Thrush Hermit (on their first tour), Dig Circus and headliners Sloan.

In the middle of Dig Circus' set, Larry, the singer, shaved his head onstage. I was helping friends with the show and I remember the guys getting bitched out by Sloan about the hair on the stage. Dig Circus was one of my favourite early 90's bands and my friend Jane and I went to see them every time they were in town and we usually had them come by the radio station so we got to know the guys a little bit.

Early this morning I learned via Facebook that a former band member, Jamie Julien had suffered two strokes and was in hospital in Melbourne, Australia. At noon today, I found out that this morning, Jamie passed away. I feel really shocked and numbed by this. He was a young guy (I think a couple of years younger than me) but he touched many lives during his short time on this planet. Apres rock stardom, he had become a fundraiser and eventually founded Public Outreach.

I hadn't seen Jamie in years but I'd never forgotten him. I still have a tape at home somewhere of one of Jane's radio shows that Jamie co-hosted with her. She hosted an 80's show called "Careless Memories" and I remember that the pair of them were yucking it up together for the whole show. He was a funny,friendly, sweet, incredibly positive person and he'll be missed by many many people. So sad, too soon.

Labels: ,

Friday, January 23, 2009

bad case of the drips

The temperature is hovering around zero today and everything is melting. We have gigantic, scary looking icicles hanging on our little cottage office. When you look out the window, it feels a little like you are standing on the tongue of a big monster, peeking through his teeth. The icicles drip constantly so it's also as if he's drooling before he starts chewing on you and swallowing you. yuck.

We're supposed to see a return to frosty-ness tomorrow though so all of this melting will make for many frozen icy surfaces in the morning. ick.

Because it's Friday, I thought it would be appropriate to have a musical interlude. Now, I don't only listen to music on Fridays, I listen to music every day. I'm not a very good video watcher though. I would say that I'm a mid-sized fan of Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. Today, I saw an article about them "taking a break, not breaking up" and there was a link to a video for "Is This Love?" (not to be confused with Alison Moyet's "Is this love?"). I love the song but had never seen the video. I now love the video too. It's cute and clever and colourful and parts of it literally suck.

Enjoy!

Labels: , ,

Thursday, January 08, 2009

little laundry helper


little laundry helper
Originally uploaded by Julep67
Earth Wind and Fire, via my MP3 player are encouraging me to "sing a song" but I think that if I were to start to sing along with them, with my head phones on, I'd be asked to either stop or leave by my coworkers. I'm pretty sure that I sound a bit (but not much) better than Rosa from WB Superstar but it wouldn't be very good for anyone else, all the same.

Thinking about Rosa reminds me though, that American Idol starts up next week. I love the first few weeks of 'da Idol because of the auditions. There are many folks who should not be trying out, who do, and this pleases me. A few them are cringe-worthy and most of them will make us laugh a little. In deepest, darkest, coldest January, doesn't everyone just need a little giggle?

Labels: ,

Friday, December 12, 2008

lazy friday

So I had a day off today. Originally, I'd planned that today would be my last day in the office before the holidays but I need to be in the office on Monday and Tuesday next week so I took today off and will start my vacation on Tuesday afternoon instead. It's really quite okay. On Tuesday afternoon, I'll be having a festivus gathering with my office teammates. If I had stayed around for the whole week, I could also attend separate office type parties on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday.

Today I'd intended to do some baking. Last night, Mark and I did a couple of errands so I didn't need to go anywhere today. When I got up with Mark this morning, I felt a little woozy so I took some drugs and hung out under the covers until they kicked in. When I started feeling okay, I got up and started some prep work for a couple of the baking projects I do (they involve peeling hershey kisses). That took me 2 hours if you can believe it. I never did get around to baking though because after lunch, the puppies and I had a nap for over 2 hours. I feel better now, very well rested but not really accomplished. I'd hoped to feel accomplished tonight.

Oh well, there's always tomorrow, right? In the meantime, here's another nugget of silly genius from Andy Samberg & co. Enjoy!

Labels: ,

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Prop 8 - The Musical

Partially, I blame being sick for basically the entire month of October, and then spending November recovering, for the way the time feels like it's just slipped away from me. Our neighbourhood had exploded in the past few days with all sort of holiday illumination. I like to have ours up by now but I've not gotten around to it yet. With the three dogs and me still feeling a little wonky, it's just not something I've been able to accomplish. Hopefully, by this time next week, I'll have some of it started and will feel a little more like I'm actually a part of the holiday season this year.

Of course, what would the holidays be without a little lovely music. Saw this over at Margaret Cho's blog and had to share!

See more Jack Black videos at Funny or Die

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

crying over you

Actually, I'm not crying but I can't help but think about a former colleague named Karen. She loved herself some Platinum Blonde. We worked together in a grocery store during high school and Platinum Blonde were BIG at that time. I'm sure that Karen was a little sad to hear about the passing of Kenny MacLean. Sounds like it was quite unexpected and, I'm sure, a huge shock to some.

In honour of Kenny, here's a little bit of Platinum Blonde for you. Remember, if you can't cry, go dance behind a back-lit screen!

Labels: , ,

Thursday, September 11, 2008

bad girl

For some reason which I cannot figure out, I started digging out my old Madonna discs last week. Something inside of me must have been craving cheese I guess. Madonna is definitely on my list of guilty pleasures. It's a long list, much to Mark's chagrin. He's a pretty good sport to put up with some of the shit I like to pull out of the vault every once in a while. The long list includes some things which I know really grate on him but he never complains.

Anyway, Madonna. I've seen some recent photos of her out and about with hubby and she's looking sort of strange to me. She's in amazing physical condition, no arguing on that score, but she looks weirdly plastic. I swear that she's turning into a Bratz doll. I was farting around on You Tube looking for her videos and found one that I hadn't seen probably since it came out, Bad Girl. I like this one because Christopher Walken is in it. Anyway, I know it's 15 years old but she looks so pretty. She used to be pretty. What the heck happened!?? Don't tell me that it is about aging because Lauren Bacall is a lot older then Madonna and she still looks pretty. It's weird all the same.

So yeah, here's the video. You judge for yourself.

Labels: ,

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

distractions


lake ontario
Originally uploaded by Julep67
my eyes and my jaw hurt right now. after days of waiting, I think that we are finally going to get the thunderstorm that everyone else has been getting. the weird pressure is really messing with my head right now.

A couple of news items to distract myself from my headache:

1. Hockey Night in Canada - can you believe all of the hullabaloo about this. I love that Stompin' Tom has offered up "the Hockey Song" to them. I think that the CBC should scrap the contest and give Tom the $100K prize money. He deserves it!!

2. Hate Crimes - I was disgusted to learn that I live in the city with the second highest rate of hate crimes in the country.

3. How do you solve a problem like slumping ratings - if you like the Sound of Music (and who doesn't!?) and you like to watch tv singing contests, this just may be for you. I know I'll be watching!!

Labels: ,

Thursday, May 01, 2008

another one bites the dust

Now I do know that small labels get sucked up by larger labels all of the time. They don't exactly disappear but being an imprint on a larger label isn't quite the same as being a smaller independent label, is it? I have bought so many albums by Too Pure and Beggar's Banquet artists over the years that I can't count. I also have a lot of stuff by 4AD folks too but... well, it's just not gonna be the same is it?

A farewell to Beggars Banquet's indie charms

The label that's home to bands such as Stereolab is to fold, with its acts moving to 4AD. Sad news indeed, but not a disaster

Sad news arrived yesterday afternoon, in the form of an email titled "sad news". Two of the UK's best-known independent record labels will cease to be, after 4AD announced it was "expanding" and enveloping the artists currently signed to subsidiaries Too Pure and Beggars Banquet. 4AD is currently home to the Breeders, Beirut and Scott Walker, so it's hardly a monstrous major. Still, these are labels that will be missed.

Beggars Banquet began life as a record shop in south west London that concentrated on mid-70s punk such as the Lurkers, who provided the music for the label's first ever release. Considerable success followed with Gary Numan, and, to a lesser degree, the Fall, while the current roster includes St Vincent and Stereolab. Too Pure began later, in the late 1980s, and went on to discover PJ Harvey, who released her debut single Dress through the label in 1991.

Today the label is synonymous with Singles Club, a monthly mail out of singles and 7"s that one blogger at drownedinsound.com, described as "amazing slices of heaven".

The official line is that restructuring at parent company Beggars Group, which is also home to XL Recordings, Rough Trade and Mo'Wax amongst others, means that the rosters from Too Pure and Beggars Banquet will be absorbed into 4AD. But whether they'll be equally resourced seems to be in doubt.

There are worse things that could happen to a band than to shift from one Beggars group imprint to another, of course. Too Pure and Beggars Banquet haven't actually gone under, so to speak. And at least they're not at the mercy of Terra Firma. Will you miss these two famous labels?

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

back at it

Mark and I both went back to work today. It's funny how quickly you can get your routine turned around with an extra day off.

Work was really busy for me today, Mark's day was not so much. As crazy as a busy day can be, I'd rather be busy and have the day fly by than to be waiting around or looking for work. It makes for a really long day.

In today's Sam news, I may not have mentioned this before (or I may have) but Sam loves to chew on serviettes and tissues. He particularly likes snotty tissues which is sort of gross. Anyway, he used to take them out of the garbage can but he doesn't do that anymore. We've pretty much eliminated any easy access for him to these things.

Just a moment ago though, I caught him at a new thing. He had gone into our smaller bathroom (which is near the front of the house) and had been pulling the toilet paper off of the roll to chew on. Fortunately, the roll was almost empty but I have to give him some credit. Sam knows what he likes and he'll find a way to get it no matter what.

On that note, in honour of flea and tick season, here's a little video about bugs. It's an oldish cover of an old favourite tune. enjoy!

Labels: , , ,

Saturday, April 12, 2008

discovery

Comfortably Numb is uncomfortably loud for Sam.

This morning, in the continuation of Mark's fabulous birthday weekend, Mark decided to watch some of his "The Wall Live in Berlin" DVD over coffee. When he got to "comfortably numb" Sam disappeared and went to the kitchen, quite spooked.

We can't tell if the volume was too high or he doesn't like Van Morrison or he just didn't like the song but he wouldn't go back into the living room until Mark was finished watching the concert.

Funny that, isn't it? Dogs barking on the tv don't really make him blink but for whatever reason, Van Morrison made him bolt out of the room.

Strange huh?

Labels: ,

Friday, April 11, 2008

mark cooks


mark cooks
Originally uploaded by Julep67
It is Mark's birthday on Monday.

It's his birthday weekend this weekend. A few ago, a gift I'd ordered for him arrived in the post and I let him open it early. He very sweetly didn't start to use it until tonight. I ordered three t-shirts for him, one has the logo and the name "Springfield Isotopes" on it (go 'topes!). The second shirt says, "you lika da juice?" and the third, he's wearing right now (put it on after work - for the birthday weekend) says, "giggity goo."

I think his birthday is off to a good start. He's chilling out in the living room, watching Taj Mahal and the Phantom Blues band (on the DVR from the other night - we love cool tv!). It's a 2000 show that was taped at the Montreal Jazz Festival. The sound is amazing and so is Taj.

In addition to the shirts, I picked up a few other odds and ends for Mark on eBay over the past few weeks. He chose to open one of the gifts tonight. The gift he chose was a copy of "American Dad, Season 2" so we'll be watching that tonight and hanging out in our toasty warm house, ignoring the cold wind and rain outside.

At the moment, we're just waiting for some pizza to arrive for dinner, Sam's playing here in my office. I know it's going to be a great weekend cuz it's off to an awesome start.

Labels: , ,

Thursday, April 10, 2008

on thursday

Ugh.

I can't stop coughing. So much for "yay, my cold is going away." Rather, it's developed into an annoying cough.

Oh well, I'll just have to dig out the fisherman's friends at work this morning. Should make being on the phone interesting, this coughing thing.

If I'm lucky, the steam from the shower will make it go away. Gotta be positive right?

Anyway, here's a little blast from the past for a gloomy thursday morning.

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

a little gem

Man, I think Darren Hayman is great. I just found this little gem of a video on you tube and wanted to share it. I for one, am one of those folks who love the lyrics in his songs. The tunes are awesome too but for me, I need those lyrics. I know he is proud of the tune but he has to realize how brilliant his lyrics are. I mean, come on, he wrote "tactile" for pete's sake!


In five minutes I’ll be leaving this room,
she doesn’t listen but my word how I swoon when she talks,
but talk is never enough.
The dirty talk that’s what’s bothering me,
And the gaudy walls of this rented property,
I think I’m watching too much porn on TV.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held.
She is unfaithful, the husband 5 miles away,
She lives alone, she rues her wedding day,
She married beneath herself that’s what her girlfriends say.
Her smile is sad but not the saddest I’ve ever seen,
The saddest smiles are in the dirty magazines,
She made me laugh and now she plans to make me scream.
But I won’t go upstairs with her if she talks to me this way,
And I’m not lonely, I’m just bored,
Her clothes are strewn across the living room floor.
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.
And petticoat hems are rising too high,
Romance is dead I think I see the reason why,
I don’t want to get laid I just want to be held in her arms, in her arms.


Labels: ,

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

rock lobster

I love rock music.

I love lobster.

I love the song rock lobster.

When I was in high school and they would play at a dance, folks would get on the floor and shake around when it got to the part of the song that went "rock lobster! down! down!"

The other day, we were at the home of a friend's daughter. She commented that neither she nor her husband realized that it was a real song when they saw Peter sing it to Cleveland on the Family Guy. Sad, sad, sad I tell you. Particularly sad because I have known this girl since she was 3 and I know I used to play it for her (and Planet Claire!). Oh well, in honour of them not knowing that it was a "real" song or who the B-52's were, here it is, enjoy:

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

I see you crying and I want to kill your friends

I'm a little jealous of all of the folks who got to go to SXSW, computer geeks and music nerds alike. I hated all of the delicious twitters and blog posts about every fun moment of it. Secretly though, it was awesome to read about it from so many different perspectives.

This week though, I'm hearing about so many folks who have returned to the real work with the requisite "hey I didn't get enough sleep and I ate crap for a week and then I was on a plane" cold / flu. Amongst those of the afflicted is poor Ralph. I hope he's feeling better soon and thank him muchly for posting this little gem from the mid-90's:

Labels: , , ,

Monday, March 03, 2008

memories

wow, I love the stuff you can find on you tube when you are just farting around and don't expect to find anything.

I bought this record during my first ever trip to New York City. Can't remember the name of the store exactly but it was on a trip to the east village with some friends. we were in and out of lots of stores. heavenly. oh actually, it's not heavenly, it's slant 6, enjoy.

Labels: , ,

Wednesday, February 27, 2008

in my head

For some reason which I cannot quite figure out, I can't get this song out of my head. I also need to be listening to it a lot lately. It's weird. Maybe I secretly wish that really large, silver shoulder pads would come back in style. Whatever it is, I think that it is absolutely impossible to frown while listening to Earth Wind and Fire.

If it's in my head, it should probably be in yours. It's a better thing to have stuck than other songs I could mention, but won't, cuz then they will be sickly stuck in my noggin'

Labels: , ,

Monday, February 18, 2008

a true gentleman

Mark and I are both a little shocked to hear about Willie's passing. When I think of Willie, I think about what a class act he was. A huge void will be felt in the Canadian music scene now that he is gone. Rest in Peace Willie P.

Canadian folksinger Willie P. Bennett dies

Canadian folksinger Willie P. Bennett, a highly-respected musician who preferred being a backup player for many of the country's top singers, has died at his home in Peterborough, Ont.

Bennett's official website confirmed on Sunday that the Juno Award-winning singer passed away peacefully at age 56 on Friday.

No cause of death has been given, but Bennett suffered a heart attack last year. His agent, Robin MacIntyre, said the musician was looking forward to a busy roster of solo shows this year.

Despite having a solo career, Bennett was satisfied with the role of background player, often strumming the mandolin or playing the harmonica for roots artist Fred Eaglesmith as well as dozens of other artists.

"He was a reluctant hero ... he would step back and let other people shine," MacIntyre told the Globe and Mail newspaper.

Bennett nabbed a Juno for Best Solo Roots and Traditional Album for 1998's Heartstrings, his first solo recording in nine years.
Continue Article

Many well-known musicians collaborated on the album. They included Bruce Cockburn, Melanie Doane, Stephen Fearing and members of Prairie Oyster.
Supportive and encouraging

Born in Toronto on Oct. 26, 1951, Bennett began his musical career as a choir boy at his junior high, later emerging on the folk scene as a songwriter and performer in the late 1960s at Rochdale College.

He played at universities, clubs and coffee houses throughout southern Ontario in the 1970s and 1980s, first with a folk group called the Bone China Band and then later as a solo act.

Bennett's song, White Line, was recorded in 1973 by singer David Wiffen and in later years was covered by other artists, such as Jonathan Edwards and Pure Prairie League.

Musician Colin Linden recalls hearing that song as a 13-year-old watching Bennett play a coffeehouse in Don Mills in 1973. He approached Bennett after the show and recalls the singer treating him with respect.

"He was incredibly encouraging," said Linden, who would launch his own career nine years later.

Bennett also co-wrote the song Goodbye, So Long, Hello with Russell deCarle of Prairie Oyster. It was named the 1990 Canadian Country Music Association's Song of the Year.

His contributions to Canada's folk scene were highlighted in 1996 when Fearing, Colin Linden and Tom Wilson formed Blackie and the Rodeo Kings, a group named after Bennett's 1978 album.

They recorded a tribute album to Bennett, using 14 of his songs.

"His songs are so strong, they're going to keep on resonating," declares Linden.

Bennett leaves his partner, Linda Duemo, his mother and three siblings.

Labels: ,

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

gotta sort the good fruit from the bad fruit

I found this today. I hadn't seen in a long time and really, it's probably my favourite Hefner video. It's simple. The song is lovely and so is the video.



This article amused me a lot. Suck it kids. Some of us "old folks" are probably using some of this before you are and some of us have been "online" since before you were born.

Youth Vs. Adults in Gadget Wars

CHICAGO (AP) — Scott Seigal was awakened one recent early morning by a cell phone text message. It was from his girlfriend's mother.

His friends' parents have posted greetings on his MySpace page for all the world to see. And his 72-year-old grandmother sends him online instant messages every day so they can better stay in touch while he's at college.

"It's nice that adults know SOME things," says Seigal, an 18-year-old freshman at Binghamton University in New York. He especially likes IMing with his grandma because he's "not a huge talker on the phone."

Increasingly, however, he and other young people are feeling uncomfortable about their elders encroaching on what many young adults and teens consider their technological turf.

Long gone are the days when the average, middle-aged adult did well to simply work a computer. Now those same adults have Gmail, upload videos on YouTube, and sport the latest high-tech gadgets.

Young people have responded, as they always have, by searching out the latest way to stay ahead in the race for technological know-how and cool. They use Twitter, which allows blogging from one's mobile phone or BlackBerry, or Hulu.com, a site where they can download videos and TV programs.

They customize their cell phones with various faceplates and ringtones. And, sometimes, they find ways to exclude adults — using high-frequency ringtones that teens can hear but most adults can't, for instance.

Nowhere are the technological turf wars more apparent than on social networking sites, such as MySpace and Facebook, which went from being student-oriented to allowing adults outside the college ranks to join.

Gary Rudman, a California-based youth market researcher, has heard the complaints. He regularly interviews young people who think it's "creepy" when an older person — we're talking someone they know — asks to join their social network as a "friend." It means, among other things, that they can view each others' profiles and what they and their friends post.

"It would be like a 40-year-old attending the prom or a frat party," Rudman says. "It just doesn't work."

It's a particular quandary for image-conscious teens, says Eric Kuhn, a junior at Hamilton College in upstate New York, who's blogged about the etiquette of social networking.

He accepted his mom's invitation to be Facebook friends and has, in turn, become online friends with other adults she knows. But so far, he says, his 16-year-old sister has declined to add their mom "because she thinks it is not cool."

Lakeshia Poole, a 24-year-old from Atlanta, says "my Facebook self has become a watered down version of me." Worried about older adults snooping around, she's now more careful about what she posts and has also made her profile private, so only her online friends can see it.

"It's somewhat a Catch-22, because now I'm hidden from the people I would really like to connect with," she says.

Lauren Auster-Gussman, a freshman at Juniata College in Pennsylvania, says it's particularly awkward when one of her parents' friends asks to join her social network. She thinks Facebook should only be used by people younger than, say, 40.

"I mean, I'm in college," she says. "There are bound to be at least a few drunken pictures of me on Facebook, and I don't need my parents' friends seeing them."

There are ways around the problem.

It's possible on some sites, for instance, to limit what someone can see on your profile, though some users think it's a pain to have to deal with that.

"That is the beauty of Facebook and other online social networks. If you want to only interact with your peers, then you can adjust the settings to only allow that," says Katie Jones, a senior at Ohio Wesleyan University, who's studied ways prospective students use Facebook to contact students at colleges and universities they're interested in attending.

It's also possible to simply decline or ignore an adult's request to be an online friend. Or adults could back off and only use social networking to contact their own peers.

But it's not always so easy to relinquish that control, especially for parents of teens, says Kathryn Montgomery, the author of "Generation Digital: Politics, Commerce and Childhood in the Age of the Internet" and mother of a 14-year-old.

"As parents, we have to figure out where to draw the line between encouraging and allowing our teens to have autonomy, to experience their separate culture, and when we need to monitor their use of media," says Montgomery, a professor of communication at American University.

She says it's especially important to help young people understand that social networking is often more public than they think. Sometimes monitoring them is the best way to do that.

Sue Frownfelter, a 46-year-old mom in Flint, Mich., thinks it's less of an issue for parents who discover technology with — or even before — their children. Among other things, she has a blog, uses Twitter and has a Chumby, a personal Internet device that displays anything from news and weather to photos and eBay auctions.

Her children, ages 9 and 11, begged her to allow them to have a MySpace page, because she does. Instead, she suggested Imbee.com, a social networking site for kids that allows parental monitoring.

"I can't imagine my life without technology! It has truly become an extension of who I am and who my family will likely be," says Frownfelter, who works at a community college.

Still, in today's world, parents are finding that the urge to stake out technological turf is starting at a very young age.

Jennifer Abelson, a mom in New York, says her 2-year-old daughter asks every day if she can play on the "'puter" on such kid-oriented sites as Noggin.com and Nickjr.com.

"She's constantly telling us 'I will do it!' and 'Go away!' if we try to interfere with her 'working,'" Abelson says.

"It's pretty amazing to see technology ingrained at such a young age. But I know she's learned so much from being able to use technology on her own."

Martha Irvine is an AP national writer. She can be reached at mirvine(at)ap.org or via http://myspace.com/irvineap

Labels: , , ,

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

frozen rain barrel


frozen rain barrel
Originally uploaded by Julep67
If you were concerned that I had changed my journal and would be exclusively reporting on dead celebrities from here on out, worry no more! I just got pre-occupied by surprising deaths in the news for a few days. It does happen sometimes, to me it happens anyway.

We're getting a big ass snow storm right now. I thought it was supposed to arrive earlier in the day but the brunt of it waited until folk were heading home from work to appear. It's days like this when I'm particularly glad that I don't have far to go at the end of working day.

Speaking of working, I'm still really liking my new job. I know it's only 2.5 weeks in so I shouldn't be surprised but I actually kind of am. I really enjoy going in to the office in the mornings. The days fly by but in a good way and the work is really interesting. It's pretty good actually. A very nice change and I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record talking about it.

Speaking of broken records, I've been finding lots of music on my computer that I had all but forgotten about. Right now for example, I'm listening to something that I haven't heard in years, Stereolab's "Emperor Tomato Ketchup." I was scrolling through a list of albums on my computer and stopped randomly on it. I'm really really enjoying the feeling of being almost hynotized by it. It's no hypnotoad but it's sort of what I needed tonight, even if I didn't know it until just now.

Labels: ,

Thursday, January 17, 2008

we crawl part II

ooh...TVT uploaded it onto youtoob which is easier to use than the other place that they had this posted.

yay!

The polyphonic spree, we crawl.... I just love this song and think it's so nifty that they did a video for it and that the video is so cute and warm and fuzzy... just like the spree...

'night all


Labels: , ,

under pressure

Something weird was happening around here today.

When Mark picked me up this morning, he had a bit of a headache. He took a couple of tylenol and we got in the car and headed toward my office. About 1/2 way to work, he sort of yelped (we were stopped at a light at the time). A full blown migraine had kicked in at that moment.

He parked the cab after he dropped me off and went home to bed. When I phoned him at 2 p.m., he was really groggy. Apparently, he'd taken his migraine meds when he got home. He slept for a couple of hours and woke up feeling much better. Ginger Ale and toast called his name so he got out of bed and ate something. Out of nowhere, he got pounded with a second headache. He was in the middle of a drug hazed second nap when I called. By the time I finished work he was sort of functioning again but only enough to pick me up and drive home.

I ran out for soup and more ginger ale after work. He had some soup and more toast and his stomach and head are settled at the moment. Tomorrow he'll have the migraine meds hangover but hopefully that'll be all he'll have. The weather report looks sort of sketchy so I hope he doesn't get slammed with another one tomorrow. We really spoke too soon I guess. Just last week Mark and I were talking about how he hadn't had one in several weeks. It was too much to hope that they were gone I guess. They are really rotten and I wouldn't wish them on anyone.

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

sad tomorrow

I might not be sad tomorrow but I may be sad on Friday.

I've been keeping a really close eye on the forecast because if the weather cooperates, we'd like to go see Shanker + Romps on Friday evening.

It might just be nice, if I can keep my fingers crossed between now, and then.

Labels: , ,

Monday, January 14, 2008

baby check this out

Mark gives me a call each night after he's dropped the cab off. Once he's in our van, he calls me to let me know that he's en route to pick me up. He does this so I'm not waiting outside in shitty weather (if the weather is shitty - which it was a little today). Tonight when he called, I'd stepped away from my desk and he got my voice mail. In his message, he commented on how much happier I sounded in my outgoing message at nouveau job than I did at my old job. I was a bit surprised because I thought I sounded the same but then, I'm hearing it in my head and not in someone else's so what do I know. I think he's right though, I'm much happier now.

Of course, happiness can be sucked right out of you by the air in the mall. What is up with that? Tonight we finally went shopping for some new shoes for Mark. He noticed that one of the large department stores had their shoes on sale (from a flyer in the paper on the weekend). When we got to said store, the shelves were literally empty. We decided to check out a sporting good store which was in the same mall. I didn't expect to find much there because I thought it was one of those overpriced stores. Boy was I wrong!! Mark got two pairs of really nice, New Balance shoes for less than one pair at the department store.

The only down side of the whole thing was the air quality in the mall. We both felt oxygen deprived and a little nauseous. I still feel weird right now, itchy and off. Not a great description I know but that's what it feels like.

Thank goodness for TMBG. They are helping me screw my head back on straight.

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

I need to scan stuff

For the past two days, our local tv news folks have been showing some archival footage from the '98 Ice Storm. The storm left us without power for several days and it was cold and creepy. I can remember almost every detail of the time we were without power. It was an experience that I would not want to do over but at the same time, it was absolutely unforgettable.

Watching the coverage on TV has got me thinking about digging out my photos from the storm and scanning them. I may try to find them this weekend. For years I've thought about doing that but just never did it, the time I now I think. 10 years is long enough to wait don't you think!?

Day two at my new job was awesome but it flew by again. I was feeling a little flustered and overwhelmed by the end of the day but I know that is partially because I am still trying to figure out what I need to be doing and when I need to be doing it. In a few weeks I know that I'll have found my groove but right now, I'm just trying to pick the brain of the lovely lady who is training me, as much as possible. She'll be in one more day this week with me and I'd like to make the most of this opportunity.

In other news, I'm absolutely in love with the Juno Soundtrack. We've not yet dragged our sorry asses out to see it but maybe Saturday that would be a fun thing to do.

Labels: , ,

Thursday, December 27, 2007

kerplunk!


kerplunk!
Originally uploaded by Julep67
On Christmas Day I took a lot of photos. When you take a lot of photos (well, when I take a lot of photos anyway), it takes a while to sort through them all. I've posted some of them on flickr already but probably won't have the rest of them up much before the weekend.

Speaking of the weekend, when the holiday falls in the middle of the week, doesn't it feel like it's constantly the weekend? No!? Maybe it's just me. I feel really lucky to have all of this time off during the holidays too. 3 weeks is a pretty nice break at any time of year but at this time of year, it's particularly decadent feeling.

I am happy to say that at this moment, my cold is feeling like it's going away. We had a pretty spicy curry for dinner tonight and that seems to have really loosened things up. The pain in my neck and shoulders has faded to a little bit of a dull roar so I should be able to sleep a little better tonight than I did last night. I also did not have a nap today so I should be really tuckered out when we do go to bed tonight.

I think that the germs have not really dug in because I've done very little else but veg around the house for the past couple of days. Mark gave me a MP3 player for Christmas which I have been having fun playing with. It's a Sansa and it does video too which is cool. I found a bunch of really discounted accessories for it on eBay yesterday and am looking forward to receiving them. I ordered a little FM transmitter thing for the car (apparently it plugs into the lighter and I can broadcast what I'm listening to on the car radio). We don't have a CD player in our van so this will be very cool when we have roadtrips.

The next thing I need to do is deconstruct christmas. I'm not sure exactly when that will happen, maybe over the weekend. I really love having the tree up and I do like it when everything gets packed away... it's the packing away that I don't like so much!

Labels: ,

Thursday, December 13, 2007

you are what you eat

I have been to a breakfast and two holiday luncheon's this week. If it is true that you are what you eat then I am a combination of bad coffee and slices of turkey with a smidgen too much chocolate thrown in for good measure.

What's not to love about the holiday season huh?

Labels: , ,

Thursday, December 06, 2007

a little time

This afternoon, we our unit holiday luncheon thingy. It was also my "so long and thanks for all the fish" luncheon. I really don't like having a fuss made about me so I would have liked it to have been all about the holiday and not at all about me but, you don't usually get what you want in situations like this.

I was allowed to choose the restaurant and I picked a really nice, newish, Chinese buffet place near my house. I picked it for a few reasons 1 - there would literally be something for everyone 2 - it was inexpensive (we were picking up our own tabs) 3 - they had lots of parking and 4 - it was central to everything. The plan was that we had the rest of the day off to shop of whatever. I opted to whatever. A generous coworker dropped me off at home and I proceeded to get three loads of laundry done, some christmas gifts wrapped, a birthday gift assembled and 4 christmas gifts started (things I'm making). Not bad for just 2 extra hours huh?

Right now though, I'm dragging a bit. I have a nagging cough all day and I've been sneezing a little more than I would care to. I will not get sick though. I am not going to be sick this holiday season. no way, no how, not this girl!

Labels: , ,

Saturday, November 03, 2007

sliding through saturday

how's your weekend going?

I haven't seen this in ages but it appeared on the retro video channel earlier today:



Funnily enough, so did "500 Up" by sloan.

That made me feel really really old.

Labels: , ,

Friday, October 26, 2007

hazy friday

A huge pile of top soil sits on the street in front of our neighbour's house. Tonight we saw four young lads picking out huge mud balls from the pile and proceed to hurl them at each other. There is now dirt everywhere. Clumps of dirt pollute the street and the new sidewalks. Fun times in the construction zone.

This week has felt particularly long. My cold is almost gone. At night, right around this time of day actually, I get a little bit stuffed up and I start to cough a smidgen. At the moment, some diet root beer is soothing my throat. Must be the roots.

I'm really glad that the weekend is here. We have a list of projects we're going to attempt. I like lists. I like how good it feels to cross stuff off of my lists. I'm hoping to feel very good about crossing stuff off, all weekend long.

Labels: , ,

Thursday, October 25, 2007

shitty or surreal

today was a bit of a weird day.

I wish I could talk about it but I don't really feel like I could find the words to describe it so I think I'll not bother. Some things are better left unsaid, right?

I'm just glad that the day is now winding down and I'll soon be sleeping. Just for once, it would be nice to have a regular, boring, normal day. I'm not sure what that would look like but it would be interesting to see all the same.

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

impractical joke

This is the first time in several hours that I've felt even part way normal. The tired feeling I had yesterday (with the not mentioned before pressure in my ears and watery eyes) was the start of a cold I've been fighting. I didn't sleep much last night but managed to get some naps in this morning.

Between tea and water and soup, I've been either running to the loo or snoozing all day. I just dragged my butt into the shower and that has definitely perked me up. Thank goodness. I didn't go to work today and I feel really badly about that. Stuff's busy right now and the last thing I needed was to miss a day this week but sometimes you just have to. I'm sure my office mates (I share an office with 3 other people) will be happy that I kept my germs to myself today.

Labels: , , , ,

Saturday, October 20, 2007

recovery


recovery
Originally uploaded by Julep67
A while ago, one of our goldfish, Roger, died. He had a parasitic infection, I wrote a little bit about him at the time. The other two goldfish in the tank were infected too. Mojo, a large goldfish, was okay but Chocolate (our chocolate oranda who was brown when we got her and has turned gold and orange and is now white) got quite sick. She seemed to be doing much better until this week. The other fish in the tank were picking on her and on Thursday night, I think that they would have killed her if we hadn't moved into the hospital tank.

When we went to bed on Thursday night, I thought for sure that she'd die in the night. She was floating upside down when we went to bed. In the morning though, she had righted herself and didn't seem as swollen. Tonight, as I type this, she's in a brand new tank, all by herself, in my office. She's too big to stay in the little hospital tank and too weak to go back into the tank with other fish. Our thought is that we'll let her heal up in her own tank and then get her another little fish as a buddy. She seems to be much happier tonight than I've seen her in days.

Mark's head had cleared by the time we got up this morning. Mine was in bad shape though. We've been having some strange weather and it really made my head pound earlier today. I've never had a headache which made me light sensitive before. It was not a lot of fun and I have a lot of sympathy for folks who experience this regularly. Mark had to close the curtains in the living room, I couldn't open my eyes until he had. Too weird.

Last night, we taped "the next great american band." Honestly, we thought that it would take us ten minutes to watch the 2 hour show and I didn't imagine for a second that I'd find a band that I'd like but I did! They are from Florida of all places and are called Très bien!. The song they performed was an "original" composition but it sounded a lot like something from "Rubber Soul." I like all of their influences, they dress like a band my brother would be in and they were a lot of fun. Of course, anything I like on a show like this is usually jinxed so they may not be around for long! The show was a very pleasant surprise. We may even watch it again next week.

Well I should scoot I guess. I sort of dicked around all day today so I have a bunch of housework to do tomorrow. Fun huh??

Labels: , ,

Friday, October 12, 2007

pretty pretty pretty good

does everyone love Larry David or are we the only ones?

today went very well. I'm tired right now but a little wired too. One more day of crazy work stuff and this whole thing will be wrapped up for another year. Well, a little less than a year I suppose.

Anyway, I found this video today. I have loved this song for a really long time but had never seen this clip before. the early 90's were fun, weren't they?

Labels: , ,

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

more joy division

Another article on the films. unrelated to the following article, I am nauseated with disappointment and frustration at the moment.

The Cult of the Lads From Manchester

By DENNIS LIM
Published: October 7, 2007


IAN CURTIS, the frontman of the beloved post-punk British band Joy Division, has been dead 27 years, longer than he was alive, but his moment in the film spotlight has only now arrived. Mr. Curtis hanged himself on May 18, 1980, two months shy of his 24th birthday and on the eve of what would have been his band’s first American tour. The Joy Division story, a sacred narrative to legions of cultish fans (and a natural for the movies, complete with doomed, charismatic hero), is now the subject of two new films, the biopic “Control” and the documentary “Joy Division.”

Both were made with the cooperation of those who best knew Mr. Curtis. “Control,” the feature directing debut of the portrait photographer Anton Corbijn, is loosely based on “Touching From a Distance,” a 1995 memoir by Mr. Curtis’s widow, Deborah, of their life together. “Joy Division,” directed by the music-video veteran Grant Gee and written by the author and critic Jon Savage, takes a panoramic approach, combining archival footage with revealing interviews of firsthand observers and Mr. Curtis’s surviving bandmates, who went on to form New Order.

In Mr. Corbijn’s film, as in Ms. Curtis’s book, the other members of Joy Division, which formed in Manchester in 1976, recede into a blur. The story homes in on Mr. Curtis’s personal pain: his struggles with epilepsy, overmedication and a guilt-inducing love triangle. By contrast, what emerges in “Joy Division” is a picture not just of Mr. Curtis and his band, but also of the social and existential conditions that produced them. The music’s coiled, haunted sound and nihilist lyrics, the documentary argues, are inseparable from the decaying postindustrial dystopia that was Manchester at the time.

The two projects, which evolved separately, are complementary but also work in similar ways. Intentionally or not, both return a mythic figure to life-size proportions.

The Weinstein Company is releasing the two films, having acquired “Control” at the Cannes Film Festival in May and “Joy Division” at the Toronto International Film Festival last month. (“Control” opens Wednesday at Film Forum in Manhattan. No release date has been set for the documentary.)

Mr. Corbijn’s hefty résumé includes four coffee-table volumes (mostly of celebrities and rock stars) and dozens of music videos for the likes of Depeche Mode and U2. But before “Control” he had no feature film experience. Speaking at the festival in Toronto, he said he had initially turned the project down but changed his mind, figuring that an “emotional connection to the material” would serve him well on his first feature. Born in the Netherlands, Mr. Corbijn, 52, was drawn to London in his early 20s by the flourishing music scene and, in particular, Joy Division.

Within two weeks of relocating there, he had tracked the band down for a shoot and taken what is perhaps the most defining photograph of Joy Division: the members walking into a tube station’s neon-lighted tunnel, Mr. Curtis looking back at the camera.

Like that image — and many others of Joy Division — “Control” is in black and white. “That felt like the proper approach,” Mr. Corbijn said. The covers for “Unknown Pleasures” and “Closer,” the group’s two studio albums, use black and white imagery. And an inky, gloomy palette, Mr. Corbijn added, corresponds with his memories of ’70s England.

Ms. Curtis’s book was the primary basis for the screenplay, but Mr. Corbijn and the screenwriter Matt Greenhalgh also wove in details of Mr. Curtis’s affair with Annik Honoré, a Belgian journalist. It took some persuasion before Ms. Honoré would talk to the filmmakers, but she eventually assented and even shared letters that Mr. Curtis wrote to her, heard in voice-over in the film.

Samantha Morton signed on to play Deborah. For Ian, Mr. Corbijn chose Sam Riley, 27, who had previously appeared in a few bit parts but was folding shirts in a warehouse when he landed the role. For Mr. Riley, whose magnetic performance is the film’s scarred heart, playing Ian Curtis was a draining feat of psychological immersion and physical mimicry. He had to enact the grand mal seizures that plagued him as well as the manic, uncoordinated flailings that were his signature dance moves. (Filming the scenes between Ian and Annik were easier because “I was falling in love in real life,” he said. He and Alexandra Maria Lara, who plays Annik, are now a couple.)

To populate the concert scenes in “Control,” the filmmakers rounded up Joy Division fans, which did not exactly calm Mr. Riley’s nerves. “It was big pressure going out there and having 150 extras discussing my merits and my failures,” he said. To make things trickier, the actors in the band were also performing — not simply miming — Joy Division originals.

Mr. Riley, who had briefly been the singer in a band called 10000 Things, could manage a credible copy of Mr. Curtis’s hectoring baritone, but the other actors were essentially learning to play their instruments (not unlike Joy Division in the early days). “We practiced for hours, between rehearsals and late into the night,” Mr. Riley said.

“Control” and “Joy Division” are both necessarily elegies, not merely to Mr. Curtis but also to a host of people and places that are no longer around. “To be brutal about it, the equity of Factory is death,” Mr. Savage said, referring to Factory Records, the now-defunct label that made its name with Joy Division. In addition to Mr. Curtis, Rob Gretton, who managed Joy Division and New Order, and Martin Hannett, the producer responsible for the band’s crystalline studio sound, are also dead. Tony Wilson, the mythomaniacal founder of Factory, a producer of “Control” and the subject of Michael Winterbottom’s “24 Hour Party People” (which touches on the Joy Division story), died in August.

As with other rock star suicides, Mr. Curtis’s final hours have been sifted for clues, retraced in near fetishistic detail. He was found dead by Deborah in their kitchen on a Sunday morning. The night before, he had gotten drunk, argued with her (she left), watched Werner Herzog’s “Stroszek” on television and played the Iggy Pop album “The Idiot.” As depicted in “Control,” which largely resists the temptation to assign blame or explanations, his suicide seems an impulsive act. “I think it was a moment,” Mr. Corbijn said. “I don’t think it was planned.”

The documentary, even less willing to indulge in the romance of suicide, doesn’t get into Mr. Curtis’s death until late in the film. “The ultimate romantic application of the myth is that Ian validated his art when he died,” Mr. Savage said, adding in no uncertain terms that he thought it was nonsense.

In a sense, the process of stripping the myth away from Ian Curtis began with his widow and her plaintive, clear-eyed book. Ms. Curtis has stayed out of the publicity glare surrounding “Control.” Despite being credited as co-producer, she has not attended premieres or spoken publicly about the film until now. She recently consented to an e-mail interview.

Ms. Curtis said she spent a few days on the set and observed most of the scenes that were filmed on location, often right outside the house where she and Mr. Curtis had lived in Macclesfield, a town near Manchester. She was rendered “pretty much speechless,” she said, meeting Ms. Morton. “I think she plays Debbie in a forceful way. Samantha became the strong, determined woman I always wanted to be.” Meeting Mr. Riley, especially in character as Ian, was harder. “I didn’t know where to begin to talk to him really,” she said. “I think the difference is that Samantha could empathize with me and Sam’s role required him not to.”

Watching the shoot naturally stirred up mixed emotions. “Part of me didn’t want to see the wedding scene,” she said, “especially as it was filmed outside the very same church” in which she and Mr. Curtis were married in 1975. She was present for the filming of one of the most painful scenes: as Ian and Debbie walk home from a party, he matter-of-factly tells her he no longer loves her.

“I felt emotional, not for me, but for the characters in the movie,” Ms. Curtis said. “It really was like watching someone else. And in that way I suppose it was a kind of release.”

Labels: ,

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

go bryce go!

bryce drumin', fancy tuxedos, Grant makin' Elvis faces, dancing girls and a big finish!!

I wish my Tuesday was this exciting but sadly, it was not.

Once again, I must try to live vicariously through the smugglers.

When everything else seems to be in the shits, some fun rock'n'roll can always shake it out of you.

Labels: , ,

Thursday, September 20, 2007

more better

today was definitely more better than yesterday.

I feel drained though, tired. I think it's leftover from yesterday and I'm sure it'll pass. Work should be full out nutso busy for at least the next 6 weeks. Pacing is important, this is a long distance thing, not a sprint.

Because I think that Ms Winehouse is so very talented, I keep an eye out for news about her. So far, she's not become another cliched pop music casualty. I found this clip of her performing at the MOBO Awards last night. The Sun didn't have much good to say about her performance and, I'll admit that it was shakey in parts. Even still, a shakey Amy is so much better than all of the inter-changeable, high-gloss, over produced, cookie cutter pop starlettes around today. At least I think so anyway.

Labels: , ,

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

isn't she lovely?

Despite everything she's been going through lately, she looks and sounds remarkable. I hope she's on the other side of whatever it is that has been haunting her.

Labels: , ,

Friday, August 31, 2007

the good and the bad

I look forward to seeing this. It's almost unbelievable to me that it's 27 years since Ian Curtis died.

'It felt like someone had ripped out my heart'
Ian Curtis's story has become rock legend - but his three bandmates lived through the sad reality. As a new film about Joy Division opens, Paul Lester hears how they wish they had understood his cries for help

Paul Lester
Friday August 31, 2007
Guardian


Tony Wilson, their label boss, is dead now. So is their manager, Rob Gretton, and their producer, Martin Hannett. Their lead singer, Ian Curtis, tormented by epilepsy and torn between his wife and lover, hanged himself on May 18 1980, on the eve of their first US tour. But in Anton Corbijn's new film, Control, Curtis, Joy Division and their extended Manchester family live on.
It is the second major film about these four northern musicians, their home town and the characters in their orbit, following Michael Winterbottom's 2002 movie, 24 Hour Party People. "It's amazing enough to have one film made about us while most of the principal characters are still alive, but to have two films is quite bizarre," says Joy Division/New Order drummer Stephen Morris. He adds that a third "biopic" (a word everyone in the band loathes) was mooted at one point, and that a feature-length documentary, simply called Joy Division, will go on general release just after Control.

For bassist Peter Hook, the documentary, which will be premiered at the Toronto Film Festival in October, is the perfect companion piece to the movie. "I couldn't believe how well it goes with the film," he says. "It captures the Manchester of the 1970s so well. Control doesn't feel like the end of the story; the documentary closes things off perfectly. But Anton's film is more chilling. Towards the end, it felt like someone had ripped out my heart and was stamping on it. To be honest, when [the Joy Division song] Atmosphere came on, I thought I was going to throw up."

According to Bernard Sumner, Joy Division/New Order's guitarist (and unofficial musical director, making him one of the key figures in the development of electronic-based rock music of the last 30 years) it was only right that Curtis should provide the focus for Control.

It was also crucial that "the story should be allowed to tell itself, before any kind of self-expression from Anton", he says of the Dutch director, whose photographs of Joy Division when he was an NME photographer set the austere, modernist tone for the post-punk era. (Control is filmed in black and white.)

"Ian is the central character, not Anton," says Sumner. "I think people want the story. I really like the look of it. That's pretty much how it was, really. Maybe the band's characters have been suppressed a little. We were more youthfully idiotic than that. But we had a serious side. We stamped our personalities on the music of Joy Division and it sounded heavy. But we weren't really heavy people. I'd had quite a tough life up to that point. I'd had to cope with a lot of death and illness in my family from a young age, and that maybe gave me a bleak outlook on the world. But looking back, we were flippant and playful. It's just that, when we got in the rehearsal room, that's the music that came out of us. Overall, these aspects of the band are captured very accurately in Control.

"The guy who plays Ian [Sam Riley] has done an amazing job. Ian had a very explosive side that only comes out once in the film; his way of dealing with problems was to explode. But human beings are complicated creatures. It's impossible to capture every single facet of someone's personality in a film."

Corbijn, who makes his directorial debut with Control, was drawn from the Netherlands to England in 1979 by Joy Division's spectral music and Curtis's haunting voice. Within 12 days, he had taken the now-famous photograph of the band in a subway passage. He is astonished by how closely Riley resembles Curtis, and delighted that an unknown actor assumed the role with such precision.

"Sure, we looked at some better-known actors: Jude Law was one of the names mentioned early on, but not by me," he says. "Sam comes as close as it's possible to get, I think. It's really uncanny." Control is based, in part, on Touching from a Distance, the memoir by Curtis's wife Deborah. She visited the set a few times, Corbijn says, and saw Riley playing her husband: "By the end she was calling him Ian."

Corbijn says Control takes its title from two elements: the Joy Division song She's Lost Control, and from Curtis being "something of a control freak, although the one element in his life that he couldn't control was the epilepsy". But why is it more about Curtis than Joy Division? "Because I was interested in the story of Ian Curtis. Joy Division are covered in the story but I wasn't interested in making a rock movie. The appeal of the film is far beyond Joy Division. It's a three-sided love story and a human drama."

The drama begins with the 17-year-old Curtis in his parents' Macclesfield flat, dreaming of David Bowie, Iggy Pop and Lou Reed, applying eyeliner and secretly smoking fags. Within five years, inspired by a Sex Pistols performance at Manchester's Lesser Free Trade Hall, he has become a star in his own right. By the climax, driven to the brink by illness and torment over his divided feelings for his wife and Belgian lover Annik Honore, he takes the decision that gives the story its tragic denouement and affords him legendary status.

Corbijn is certain about Curtis's motives for killing himself. "Being torn between two women would not normally be a recipe for suicide," he says. "It was the epilepsy that unravelled him. The drugs he had to take for that had such incredible side effects. Combined with alcohol, that gave him heavy mood-swings. But if two women love you, that doesn't mean you're going to kill yourself. It comes from somewhere else.

"I think he was caught up in this obsession with becoming someone. He was drawn to legendary rock stars such as Jim Morrison. Poetry and music became his focus. And something came over him when he was on stage. That made him enigmatic for people watching. He was mesmerising."

In Control, Curtis is portrayed on his last night alive, listening to Iggy Pop's The Idiot and watching Stroszek, a 1977 movie by Werner Herzog about a man from Berlin who is released from prison and goes to America in the hope of finding a new life, before committing suicide. The parallels between the character and Curtis, a day away from Joy Division's first US tour, are obvious. "I wouldn't want to speculate," says Corbijn, "but maybe other things - the music he was playing, the film he was watching, the alcohol - contributed to his decision. Maybe there was something in him that wanted a finale."

Sumner, Hook and Morris were all mortified, sitting through Control, that they couldn't see just how much pain Curtis, who had previously attempted suicide in April 1980, was in.

"The police described it as a textbook case: suicide brought on by depression, well-documented by his cries for help," says Hook. "Unfortunately, we were all too young to understand."

"This sounds awful but it was only after Ian died that we sat down and listened to the lyrics," says Morris. "You'd find yourself thinking, 'Oh my God, I missed this one.' Because I'd look at Ian's lyrics and think how clever he was putting himself in the position of someone else. I never believed he was writing about himself. Looking back, how could I have been so bleedin' stupid? Of course he was writing about himself. But I didn't go in and grab him and ask, 'What's up?' I have to live with that. Watching the film, there were moments when I wished I could have stepped into the film. Unfortunately, you can't."

"We never really listened to Ian's lyrics, to be honest," agrees Sumner. "At least, we never sat there and analysed them. It's a bit like reading your friend's letters, I suppose. But when he died, I did go through his lyrics and find myself thinking, 'Oh, God.' You look at it through a different filter because of what happened."

So why does Sumner, who became Curtis's successor as the singer in New Order, believe it did happen?

"Ian's problems were insurmountable. Not only did he have this hideous relationship problem, he also had this illness that he contracted at 22. And it wasn't a mild form. It was really, really bad and it occurred frequently. Then he had this explosive personality. The epilepsy must have cast a shadow over his future, particularly his future with the band, and his relationships cast another giant shadow. Plus, he felt extremely guilty about his daughter Natalie [13 months old at the time of his death] because his relationship with Debbie was deteriorating. I remember him telling me he couldn't pick Natalie up in case he had a fit and dropped her. That really disturbed him. At that age, no matter how mature you feel, that's a bloody lot to have on your plate.

"Then he was in a gigging band. Before he died, we'd spent four years becoming Joy Division. It revolutionised all our lives because we were small-town boys: Steve and Ian came from Macclesfield; Hooky and I were from Salford. We'd spent two years playing dives and dumps, and we were finally on the cusp of becoming really big with a tour of America. Nowadays, people fly to New York every day to go shopping. In those days it was a big thing. We were all so excited about it. But, for Ian, there was the thought of going over there and having fits in front of people during a gig. Sometimes a drumbeat would set him off. He'd go off in a trance for a bit, then he'd lose it and have a fit. We'd have to stop the show and carry him off to the dressing-room where he'd cry his eyes out because this appalling thing had just happened to him. The heavy barbiturates he was on seemed to compound the situation; they made him very, very sad. I just don't think there was a solution to Ian's problems."

And yet, in the wake of Curtis's death emerged New Order, who affected British electronic dance music as powerfully as Joy Division did UK guitar music.

The band acknowledge that the shift from Joy Division to New Order saw a transition from dark to light; the three surviving members, augmented by Morris's girlfriend Gillian Gilbert, managed, either by accident or sheer force of will, to create coolly calculated yet wrenchingly emotional pop from the wreckage.

The story of Joy Division and New Order has gripped music fans for nearly 30 years, but this summer it seems, at last, to have ended. Just when you'd imagine a film about their early lives might bring them closer together, New Order have split up. As Hook, currently in dispute with Morris and Sumner over the band's future, puts it: "We're fighting so much at the moment." But Control reminds him of the contribution these warring partners have made to the culture.

"It makes me realise that that part of my life was very special for a lot of people. It helps to remember that when I'm going through a lot of shit in my life like I am now. When I feel like I've achieved nothing. The break-up of a relationship is always difficult, especially a 30-year one. When I look at the film, it makes me realise that Joy Division changed the world. That's fantastic."

All three members agree, more or less, on Joy Division/New Order's position in the scheme of things. "When I listen to Nirvana, I hear [New Order's] Ceremony bass line on quite a few of those songs. So I'd have to say, yes, we are the missing link between the Beatles and Nirvana," says Hook. "I'd agree with that," says Sumner, who declines to comment on the split. "But really I think we were a strange anomaly that came out of the north and south of Manchester that just happens to have had some profound resonance with people. When we wrote our music we had no idea it would have that effect. Seeing other people play it in the film made me realise how great it was, and is."

"It's not for me to say whether we're the most important band since the Beatles," says Morris. "I just happened to be in a group whose music I loved. When you're doing it, there's no intent in terms of being historically important. I can only see it as a time of my life that has now been documented in two films. But it's horrible to think that someone has to die before they make a film about you."

· Enhanced versions of Joy Division's albums are released by Warners on September 10. Control is released on October 5. The documentary Joy Division will be out in 2008.

Labels: , ,

Monday, August 27, 2007

mellow monday

I had a really hard time this morning. I didn't want to get going, I couldn't face the fact that it was Monday again.

ugh.

We had a nice weekend, a little bit busy, a little bit lazy. A good combination actually. I felt rested this morning and I hadn't felt that way on a Monday in a long time.

Anyway, in honour of mellowness and the fact that it's Monday again, here's something mellow and very beautiful.

Labels: , ,

Friday, August 10, 2007

cheesey friday

For some reason, I can't get this fotc line out of my head: "will someone please remove these cutleries from my knees"

Everytime we watch their HBO show, or anything else with them in it, Mark and I find ourselves in tears because we are laughing so hard. I love when that happens!

Mark is working a half day today. He worked until noon and then was taking the cab for a wash and then an oil change. The plan is for him to be home in an hour or so. While he's been working, I've been puttering around the house. I got the laundry done yesterday and today I've been doing some dusting. I'm a little disgusted by how much dust has accumulated in the house. I have a pretty high dust threshold too, it has to be pretty bad for it to really bother me. The stirring up of the dust is making me sneeze a tonne too.

Our plan for the weekend is to do very little. The weather is supposed to be gorgeous, just like last weekend, so I'm thinking we'll be out on the deck or in the pool a lot. Speaking of that, I think I'm going to head outside right now.

I'll leave you with a little cheesey Friday fun:

Labels: , , ,

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

psb state of mind

I am so very happy to be home again.

Honestly, this weather is great. It's sunny and hot and lovely and everything that you hope summer will be.

Unfortunately, in my opinion, this is only good for me when I don't have to be at work. I so hope that it's nice like this next week because I would love to be able to enjoy the hot weather instead of just running from air conditioned room to air conditioned room, getting a headache when I have to walk down a stuffy, non a/c hallway at work.

Oh well, thank goodness for the pet shop boys. I love this video. always have, probably always will.

Labels: , ,

Thursday, July 26, 2007

I'll follow the sun

grapes are good. they make a very nice snack.

How is your Thursday going? So far mine is going very well. It's hot and sunny here and I'm enjoying it a lot. Last night, after work, we went home and almost immediately headed for the pool. Honestly, if I could have figured out a way for to make and eat dinner in the pool, I think I would have done that.

I've got tomorrow booked off and it's supposed to be hot and sunny again. 'bout time huh?? We won't be spending a tonne of time in the pool though, we have plans. Our plans involve a shopping trip to Syracuse and then seeing the Simpsons movie either in Syracuse or Watertown. Tomorrow night, we're going to go to the drive-in here in town and see it again.

Should be fun. We've had July 27th booked off since Christmas anyway. I'm looking forward to seeing the movie and it's been a while since we've been down to the states so I have a quite a long shopping list.

Anyway, in honour of this lovely sunny day, I leave you with this little sunny treat:

Labels: , ,

Monday, July 16, 2007

crawling

For some reason which I cannot put my finger on, really, the days I spend at work are very very long. Perhaps it's because the weather has been really shitty on the weekends and it gets really nice once we go back to work on Monday. Maybe it's something else. Either way, it's not the best feeling in the world, that time is actually crawling along. Not good at all.

I found this video on You Tube today. It's from an album I spent way too much time listening to in the early 90's. I'd never seen the video before and it's rather silly but the tune is still fun and honestly, I needed a little silly today.

Labels: , ,

Saturday, July 14, 2007

on the road

Mark just left. He's gone to Toronto to see Roger Waters at the Skydome. He's going to the show with his buddy Jack. I'm sure that they'll have an excellent time, he got pretty good tickets for this show. They aren't exactly as good as we were promised (his cousin helped us get these ones) but they're not bad. He's staying over in Toronto tonight and will be back sometime tomorrow.

This is the first time I'll be sending the night alone in this house. I mean, the fish are here so I'm not completely alone but you know what I mean, right?

We had a busy morning, getting him ready to get out the door. He's planning to visit with some other friends when he gets into TO today. Hopefully that'll all work out, sometimes the best laid plans can fall apart.

I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to do with the rest of my day. It's clouding over right now (of course)so I suspect that whatever I do will involve some sort of combination of watching movies and cleaning. mmm...maybe I'll squeeze a nap in too at some point. Yeah, cleaning and a nap, that sounds like a good start.

Labels: , ,

Friday, July 13, 2007

weekend = yay!

the weekend has finally arrived.

yay!

We went out after work tonight and did a couple of errands. Mark is going to Toronto tomorrow so I will be sans wheels until he gets back. We basically picked up some groceries and other essentials of life.

I really hope that the sun shines on me. If I have to be home alone, I at least hope that it'll be nice and I can be outside instead of watching the rain hit the puddles.

*fingers crossed*

Labels: , ,

Thursday, July 12, 2007

tgit

Is it Friday yet?

no?

Soon??

Labels: , ,

Monday, July 09, 2007

classic monday

good monday to you all!!

I cannot believe it but I actually had to go back to work this morning. I'm sooo looking forward to my next break. Unfortunately, I have to wait about 3 and a bit weeks for that to happen.

On a totally unrelated note, I found this today and it made me laugh. I generally don't have any respect for David Gilmour but if Spinal tap let him play with them, he can't be all bad.

Enjoy.

Labels: , ,

Friday, July 06, 2007

baby baby baby baby oh baby

Rainy days and Mondays don't really get me down but a foggy Friday might.

It's looking kind of dreary outside right now. I know that it's early though, it could change. The sun could burn off the fog, it could get nice and warm and I could spend the biggest chunk of this afternoon on the deck.

Overall, I haven't minded that the weather has been sort of poopy for mini-holiday. We've been out doing stuff that hasn't really required nice weather. We had some sunshine and niceness in Montreal earlier this week so I can't really ask for more than that. Well, actually, I can always ask but I don't expect more than that.

Last night, Mark and I stumbled upon a really good documentary on IFC. It was called I, Curmudgeon and we really enjoyed it. I think we enjoyed it so much because the folks being interviewed in the film were saying things that we say all the time. We both identified a lot with these people who I guess are considered curmudgeonly but to me, just sounded smart and realistic. If you happen to see it pop up in your tv listings, it's definitely worth stopping for.

Anyway, I have a friend coming over for coffee in a while and the house is a bit of a disaster so I think I'll go and tidy up a bit. Here's a lovely video for a Friday morning. It took me right back to the early 90's again. Aaah...memories...

Labels: , , ,

Thursday, July 05, 2007

another good mail day


another good mail day
Originally uploaded by Julep67
My good parcel of good music arrived today from Good Records in Dallas.

In additon to the CD (which came with this spiffy patch and a DVD), I also received the double LP version of the Fragile Army and a signed poster. I'd forgotten about the poster! it was an awesome surprise.

Today was a quiet day. Mark was up in the night last night, seriously sick to his stomach. I made him stay home from work today and he got caught up on his sleep. He's feeling much better now, thank goodness. I'm sure he'll sleep like a log tonight.

The other night, I took a couple of videos at the spree show. My camera does quicktime movies. Both videos are too large for me to upload on my you tube account. If anyone has any suggestions for free software which can be used to either edit these or convert them into a format that is a little more youtube friendly, could ya leave me a comment?

Labels: , , ,

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

yeah


the polyphonic spree
Originally uploaded by Julep67
wow.

the spree were great. awesome even.

just before we left for Montreal I found out that the show was moving from the Metropolis to the Spectrum. I wasn't sure if this was a good thing or a bad thing.

When we arrived at the club, there was a tiny little line up to get in. St Catherines street was closed in front of the club because of the Jazz Festival so it was a strange environment. It was pleasant though, we stood around watching people wander by, en masse toward the festival stages. Not having to deal with cars was a nice change too.

The doors were supposed to open at 7 but I don't think we got into the club until close to 8. When we walked in, we discovered that the Spectrum is about half the size of the Metropolis. Not good, not for the band anyway. I wandered upstairs to find the ladies room and saw that the balcony area was closed off so the club wasn't expecting it to be too busy.

Mark and I were able to get a table very close to the stage. When the show started, it was very easy for me to get down to the front of the crowd and take some photos. I really wish that I had taken my Nikon with me. I was worried that they may be checking bags at the door so I left it at the hotel. I was worried for nothing, they didn't check anyone. Of course, had I brought it with me, they would have. Oh well, some of the shots I got were okay. My Olympus isn't great in low light conditions.

Despite the smaller crowd, the show was amazing. really amazing. A lovely young lady from California opened the show. Her name is Jesca Hoop and she sang with an acoustic guitar. I thought that her voice was absolutely lovely and I look forward to hearing her album when it's out this September.

Jesca stood at the very front of the stage, in front of a piece of red fabric which had been stretched to cover the entire stage. After she was finished and the spree were ready to start, the lyrics to "Gimme Some Truth" were flashed across the red fabric as the song played on the PA. At the end of the song, you could see scissors cutting away at the fabric, making a heart shape. Eventually, the fabric was cut into two pieces, revealing the band on stage. It was a great start to their set!

Personally, I thought that the sound in the club was a little too loud (my ears are still ringing right now) and the mix wasn't great. Having said that, the joy, enthusiasm and energy that the Polyphonic Spree displayed, and the frenzy they were able to work the 400+ crowd into was authentic. Having seen them before only in a festival type environment, where they played an abbreviated set, I wasn't quite sure what to expect for a full-on spree show. It was just plain fun. They are a joy to watch, they played all of my favourites (including Soldier Girl!) and they definitely left me feeling satisfied.

I think it's a shame that the place wasn't packed to the rafters... or that the Metropolis wasn't packed to the rafters. Perhaps it was having to compete with the Jazz festival that made for the low numbers. I'm not sure. What I know is that a lot folks missed out on an experience. Sound issues aside, this was a musical extravaganza that I know I won't soon forget and I don't think anyone else who was in that room last night will either.

Labels: , , ,