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30 Tunes


Monday, March 27, 2006

Another MP3 uploaded over the weekend. A long one this time. Is it finished? That's always a tricky one. Is there a definitive point at which a creation is finished? Be it a tune or a painting or a novel. Should it be left wanting? Should you add, edit or tweak just a little more? Is your pudding over or under-egged? Perhaps one has to draw a line slightly earlier in the way of a barber that can always trim off some more but can't put it back on. So the new tune is encoded, uploaded and filed away to gather perspective.
Meantime a shorter ditty is evolving into a track that could well see the light of web-space in days rather than weeks.

Wonder how a governmental department, council steering comittee or focus group would compose a song, or visual art-work? The mind boggles.

2006 snogs


posted by Andy 10:48

Priti woman and the fish market volunteer


Thursday, March 23, 2006

What's been up? Got ridiculously positive a week or three back and the morning after enrtertaining Helen chucked myself at the Volunteer Centre which had some opportunities that sparked my interest. The natter with an old (and rather attractive, though married) work contact was fun and even pumped up the old self-confidence to the point where I deemed myself capable of earning some shekels once more (comments like "you've got a lot to offer" if used judiciously, when receptive and preferably coming from a delightful young lady can do wonders y'know). So what happened?
'k, I'll tell ye. One lead I followed up with zeal was an apparently new community arts initiative that are creating an arts venue from the old Fish Market and wants assistance with everything from admin and accounts to retail and renovation. Sounded cool, what with my all-rounder managerial/accounting background with a practical and artistic twist, hey, that's me all over that is! And getting in early on, making a new network, social and employment opportunities perchance??? Initial contact seemed promising but has kind've fizzled out and a little web-based research gave a hint. It appears the Borough Council has not finally agreed to hand over the building and a realistic business plan has not been forthcoming. The insight gained over years negotiating for health and social care funds with local government together with snippets gleaned from the arty types' website lead me to various conclusions:
Council will do what they see fit with scant regard to the efforts put in to the aty types' bid.
Council will pay lip service to negotiation/consultation but provide little by way of information or resources to aid the process
The arty types' will have more ideas and enthusiasm than business nouse, negotiation skills or indeed time to devote to the bidding process
The arty types could well face a funding 'catch-22' as a realistically costed business plan will be needed to apply for funds but the council will not supply (for they work in mysterious ways) historic costings such as heating/water/maintenance nor lease terms or concessions they may offer.
Put all this into local context (I'm admittedly not plugged in to local affairs as I once was). The Roadmender music and arts venue closed down last year due to continued losses and ultimate withdrawal of funding from various sources (remember that often funding is contingent upon other sources of funding being secured therfore a domino effect can occur if one source is pulled or reduced). The Roadmender is only 100-200 yards away from the Fish Market but away from the town centre. The Fish Market is tucked away in a backwater, appears to only have flourished for 2-3 decades and looks a fright! The council planners have been touting a 'cultural mile' redevelopment idea which may or may not pass by the Roadmender venue or the Fish Market but by dint of prestige will be mainly new-build or at least require massive refurbishment a'la Coventry's Motor Museum and Cathedral areas. Therefore our beloved arty types will at best be looking at a short-term lick of paint and a few gasps of cultural life before the bulldozers move in. IMHO.
So that one fizzled out somewhat. Have a couple of others irons firing tho...
Other than that, this past week's been full of chesty coldy thingummy, slashed housing benefit AND the joyous news that said HB has been overpaid for some months so the old belt is going to need a new notch punching! Fuck!

2006 snogs


posted by Andy 16:45

Look! A tree!


Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Ivor Cutler. Another British cultural icon has departed. Life In A Scotch Sitting Room has dear memories for me. The LP version borrowed by brother D from Coventry's music library in the early 1980's (when the music was kept in a separate library in the Herbert Art Gallery building, accessed up those dodgy side stairs). The nature walk (Look! A Tree!). The seaside (making sandcastles with three grains of sand while the girls poured treacle between jugs and spat in your face to make the illusion complete) and of course, standing on the table in a kilt as a punishment (one of the girls made a crude sketch). Never will his like be seen again.
Farewell too John Junkin. Comedy backroom legend. Treasured memories of that Hello Cheeky LP borrowed from Earlsdon library.

2006 snogs


posted by Andy 17:06

29 tunes


Sunday, March 05, 2006

Finished the Harry Whittingham tune on an all-nighter. Just thought I'd let you know. There's now 29 tunes to play or download on the MP3 demo page.

2006 snogs


posted by Andy 05:44

Three buses and Jim Noir


Wednesday, March 01, 2006

I go away. I come back again.

Lost touch with this old place for a few weeks there. Can't exactly explain why. Maybe I've had overload from this group thing I'm attending that gives life homework. Maybe lot's of things really.

Yesterday was one of those days when three buses turn up. Firstly I got a nice e-mail from Sladja thanking me for the Green Jasmine Tea I shipped over to Novi Sad (no-one's importing it there right now). Next I receive one from Vale thanking me for the birthday MP3 I emailed over there to northern Italy (copy on MP3 page). Then I check here and find a note from Carla (awww I missed her!). Sounds stupid I guess but it's the little things. btw, none of you remind me of buses at all!!!! Except that through circumstance contact's rather fragmented these days).

Stumbled across this chappy called Jim Noir and was rather smitten by his home studio, lo-fi multi-instrumentalism. File under chirpy, quirky, smiley. (Hope the jack-boots of music industry marketing don't fist-fuck him off my aesthetic radar).

Bummer about Linda Smith. Only 48. To a Radio4 addict like moi it's a loss. As Barry Cryer put it yesterday she was part of the Radio4 company (as in company of performers). Not a big star. More a certain colour in a palette, without which the picture can never be painted in quite the same way again. Thanks for the chuckles Linda and welcome to the Radio7 afterlife.

Since the last post I hit a trough and bounced a bit. Changed meds to Sodium Valproate. Visited that PPP by name of Working Links. Was on a bit of a roll. Hit a bit of a self confidence sapping wall last weekend and so here one is today. Won't embroider at this juncture.

2006 snogs


posted by Andy 10:23