Metropolitan Blues…

A sharply dressed man with a copy of “Uncut” leaves his table to make his way to the bathroom while a table full of tattooed men and eager women laugh effortlessly at an unheard joke… A businessman shifts awkwardly in his skin as he orders another wine… Two less than subtle women in skirts far too short talk far too loudly about an unfortunate, unseen man… A flock of schoolgirls move aside to let a man wearing shabby clothing move through their throng, then giggle malevolently amongst themselves…

The city stoically ignores the commotion.

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Music Videos Dissected: Alanis Morissette – Unsent

Let me just start by saying that I grew up with Alanis Morissette. She was a staple of mid-90’s radio so, whether I liked it or not, I spent my teen years listening to her commercially-indie heartfelt angst.
The “Jagged Little Pill” album was an absolute monster. It totally destroyed 1995/6. Like Godzilla, it crushed everything in its path.

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“Ugh. This club sucks. They’ll let anyone in…”

I kinda missed the boat on this one, but I felt the need to comment on it regardless: The infamous “27 Club” and Amy Winehouse’s baffling inclusion.

Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain and… Amy Winehouse? No. No, I don’t think so.
The five people mentioned pre-Winehouse have all contributed so much to music that, long after their deaths, their legacy lives on. To compare Winehouse to these departed legends of rock is borderline insulting.

Here’s why…

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Like a virgin…

…blogging for the very first time.

Ah, technology. Thank you for giving me the power/opportunity to spread my unique brand of madness to the masses. As of right now I have a grand total of zero followers/minions so “the masses” may be somewhat over-enthusiastic, but I’m optimistic.

Honestly, if I can wrangle half a dozen internet denizens to read my tales of nobility/oppression/confusion/awesomeness regularly I’ll consider this endeavour completely worthwhile. And if nobody follows this blog I’ll tell myself I’m doing it for me.

I assume (you know what happens when you assume? You make an ass out of you and me, so please stop) I’m going to fill this blog full of observations/opinions that decent society may frown upon. Or quandaries I may find myself in. Or, I’ll be able to use this space to post things about people I know without fear of scandal/retribution.
Only time will tell…

Welcome one and all.