Canvas Color Jam

I was supposed to spend the weekend making shoes for her and him but as we all know the weekend has just forty eight hours in which I was supposed to snatch back lost sleep, writing, reading and four precious kilos of body weight whilst pursuing my love for shoes and color and ensuring these two had great footwear to flaunt by mid week more or less, but , by the end of Sunday, only she had shoes worth somewhat of a double take while I had ones that looked like something I picked from an angry-candy store for kids and as Monday dawned the hunt for a size ten canvas shoe resumed again, just as did the week, with its barrage of loaded briefs, forehead smacking gagagoo, trigger finger texts and much lip service.

Fader reinforces Featherweight

I spent a good three months or so obsessing about The Temper Trap when I was introduced to them by someone who’d watched them live this summer at that motherfatherofallmusicfestivals, Glastonbury. Man, Glastonbury! They’re a bunch of 4 kids (yeah, they really are!) from the land of the Oz (one of them is actually called Lorenzo) making some insanely eclectic music.

And this song, Fader, makes me want to dive, jump and crash into a trampoline, on a beach, and never get off it!

I was expecting the video to work the insides of my head the same way the audio did but as it turns out, it’s just the band placed geometrically amidst a stream of orange, red and yellow suspended tube lights. Not the most awesome thing, but hey, switch your window, do your stuff and just make sure you have your headphones still plugged in!

Digi Space Reunion Boom

I’m getting my digi personality in shape,
Uniting my Blogger, Twitter, Reader in the digi space.
Because I’m such a digital astronaut,
Little gleek, much geek and code très taut.
It’s time to reunite the digi deck and dock,
Find a link, space and shelter for my grand tech bloc.


Addendum Amalgam: Tweets now on the blog! Look! Your 4 O'clock. Scroll. There there are!

'We just need a place'

Giving close held, over valued online relationships, chats and plans their due… by making someone chuckle.

Gyuri: When the hell are you teaching me yoga?
Mutant: One of these days at Su's house. Why don’t you just do a course? They’ll teach you everything.
Gyuri: Once again you have proved your worthlessness.
Mutant: No no. I’ll teach you. We just need a place.
Oh if only I could count the number of times that line has been said to me and vice versa.

Salvador Dalí said

"I don't do drugs, I am drugs"

Laura Laura Laura

Because I think Laura Marling has a beautiful voice that calms me down like none other and makes me want to sing along in that blissfully unaware who-me-I-was-singing-really manner and also because I do like how so much attention has been paid to the dark circles under the gentleman’s eyes even though you can’t really take him seriously and because one week from now I will be sitting in an amphitheater with her singing to me!

Locked in a box,
Debonair socks,
The crook stands his nook,
Gurgling wine,
Twirling twine,
Oh how oh how shall he get off the hook.