2015 #20, 2010 #3
No I’m not who I used to be
I used to see magic in everything
But that has gone away from me
I can’t find the remedyFormer Things
Can’t find the remedy, you say?? There’s my ‘in’!! How would you like to hear about my medical misery in 2021??
Wait, are you saying “Noooooo!” or “Noooooof course we’d love to hear that!”?
oooooof course you want to read more
“It get lonely at the top and I do it by myself
I got everything I want without anybody help
Do you think I give a fuck? Only care about myself
I’m a stone-cold killer, couple notches on my belt”
How much do you think your life is governed by your own actions? How much do you believe it’s actually under the jurisdiction of outside forces that are not of your making, or even understanding? That’s right, it’s Boxing Day and, as Thomas scoffed at Jesus as he sceptically rolled his eyes, it’s time to talk about your locus of control.
See that picture there? Yeah, that pretty much explains what a ‘locus of control’ is. I’m going to explain it again here though because, I dunno, you might have a very specific type of blindness, or maybe your version of Netscape doesn’t support pictures. It’s important for me to explain it myself, because I don’t like to feel that a blog this insightful, inspirational and- dare I say it?- woke, could just as easily be written by pasting appropriate pictures from Google images. Also, my sponsor pays me by the word, so this completely superfluous paragraph has already made me a very rich man. Anyway, locus of control:
Continue reading “25 Princess Nokia: A Girl Cried Red”
“Once I have you, I will never let you, never let you”
I feel quite sorry for Ariana Grande. ‘Sweetener’ is an absolutely brilliant album, and the jokes about my ‘TDE’ (Tiny Di… yeah, you got that joke, didn’t you?) would write themselves. It sees Grande finally locate an identity for herself, and honestly contains some of the best and most subtly experimental mainstream pop music released this year. I’m just going to use this review to talk about Hejjy again though. First ISIS, now this: poor girl just can’t catch a break.
Continue reading “39 Ariana Grande: Sweetener”
Your Ridicule Can’t Hurt Me
Yeah, so this is unashamedly bombastic and almost aggressively pretentious collaboration between Sufjan (yes, him again already), a guy from The National, and other guys you’re obviously not cool enough to know about.
Continue reading “31 Sufjan Stevens, Bryce Dessner, Nico Muhly & James McAllister: Planetarium”
No question mark?
Remember a while back when I mentioned that I’d applied for a place on a OISC (Office of Immigration… Studies…? Commission…?)n which, if I passed, would allow me to chalk off one of the items on my bucket list and start moving into Immigration Law?
Continue reading “28 Andrew Bird: Are You Serious”
‘Bucket lists’ are forever changing, as we rarely hold the same ambitions for major lengths of time
If you asked me what was on my bucket list five years ago, I would have said I wanted to open my own English school in Xinjiang with the woman I loved. And maybe to quit drinking before it killed me
Continue reading “69 Saba: Bucket List Project”