Although that's perfectly fine, and you may indulge yourself in this fashion if you wish. Personally, I find that talking to myself makes more sense than talking to a lot of other people, as I know what I'm talking about*. The trick is to not do it aloud in front of witnesses. Especially on the bus. That can cause trouble.
Okay, now that we've got that established, let us actually stay on-topic for once. Normally at BOOJUM! we skip from one idea to another with all the speed and verve of a gambolling lamb on Vim and steroids, but today, just to mix it up, we remain focussed.
"Er - what is he on about now?" I hear you enquire. "Pensioners?"
Well, no. Grandaddy, that's who, or rather what, I mean.
"Do you -" STOP right there! No I am not referring to an aged relative. The South Canadian indie band from Modesto, California, that's whom I refer to.
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| Here they are, the rascals, messing about |
"The Sophtware Slump": a cogent view of a dystopian near-future, with an underlying seam of humour. "He's Simple, He's Dumb, He's The Pilot" is my favourite track.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IURAKQV7q_o
And there's a link to it. Beware ye of short attention span, it's over 8 minutes long.
"Sumday": With the annoyingly catchy "Now It's On", "The Go For It" and above all "Stray Dog And The Chocolate Shake". Damn that last!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYNovmwZA3o
There's a link to it, but be warned it will run around your head for the rest of the day until or unless you can listen to another song more catchy.
| Warning: do not try this at home, it's not physically possible |
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C6GNmZOJd2A
Now, the last album they made was in 2006, after which they split up to do solo stuff, but they reformed in 2016 and a new album is due in March 2017, which is genuinely a thing to look forward to.
Hence the "Old Chap" of the title.
Now, hopefully having both thrown you off-track and informed, with the Intro over, let us proceed!
| Totally rocking the "Clockwork Orange" look. |
You May Hear More Of This
Conrad is giving up alcohol for the month of January, which is not really news along the lines of Brexit or the death of Steve Dillon, yet it does mean - well, going without alcohol for January. In this case, all 31 days rather than what has previously been up till six o'clock on Saturday, which has tended to be 28 days.
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| Your humble scribe, 28 Days Later |
So, to keep my spirits up, you may indeed hear more of this.
"Orchard Pig"
This sounds like one of those oddly-titled Operations of the British Army, possibly an exercise for emergency reinforcement of Ascencion Island in case of a threat from <thinks> Brazil?
Well, it's not. Surprise surprise. It is, in fact, a brand of drink. Art?
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| Hmmmm. |
Although it does have a pleasantly unusual taste. And it's non-alcoholic, which - O we've already been there.
Adrian Carton De Wiart
Back to that bloke of boundless Britishness! Even if he was suspected of being the illegitimate offspring of the King of Belgium. Enough of that, Conrad is firmly claiming him in the British corner, you'll have to fight to get a different nationality out of him.
Only a minor social mention today, over a lady who might well have an entry in the Guiness Book Of Records for Longest Female Name. Namely, " Countess Friederike Maria Karoline Henriette Rosa Sabina Franziska Fugger von Babenhausen" and as you can tell, I cut and pasted that because I don't have time to type it in.
"Yes, by Jove, most diverting!" I can hear you reply. "So what?"
Well, he married her. So - I speculate here - her married name could have been " Countess Friederike Maria Karoline Henriette Rosa Sabina Franziska Fugger von Babenhausen de Wiart" which must surely get her an entry in the GBOR.
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| I think this is her sister |
* Usually.
** Or two.
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