Evie’s Interlude Two

For Evie’s second interlude I’ve chosen one of the songs that Eve loves her daddy to sing when she is overtired and grumpy.

Daddy actually sings the Leonard Cohen version but he sounds more like Jeff Buckley so I’m taking that as license to post this version.

I’m going to close the giveaway (on my last post) on Sunday, so jump on in if you don’t want to miss your chance!

Crackle and pop

If I think of all the many, many material things I love, and the point of why I love them it always comes down to the provocation of my senses or my emotions.

Music is one of the things that does this best.

Before I go on I need to add that I am not a purist or do I claim to have any taste or style, so my choice of music in particular won’t be outlined here.

The thing about music is while it makes me sing (terribly) in the car,was the subject of the best pocket dial I have EVER heard (the unnamed dialer was in the shower belting out Queen, who they incidentally claimed on previous occasion not to be a fan of, seriously best phone call I have received) and provokes the full range of emotion; I am satisfied in a deeper way depending on the format it was recorded on.

The reason that I am thinking about this is in today’s mail I received the LP we ordered as part of my Father in Law’s Christmas present.* Because I got it off eBay, I thought I should check to make sure it played before putting it away and giving feedback. Well that and the fact my curiosity was piqued by the track called Lilah.

Putting the needle on to the vinyl and hearing it track around for those first couple of loops where there is no music, just the sound of anticipation, fills me in a way that the instant gratification of downloaded music will never touch.

I am an early adopting, tech loving woman, but downloads aren’t music in the same way that digitals aren’t photos. They’re great and I would be reluctant to live without them, if I had to choose between a life of Vinyl and Film or a life of iPod and my beautiful Leica Digilux I’d be really pissed and wonder what kind of imbecile would think it was one or the other. Seriously I told you I’m not a purist.

But today with the warm spring sun beaming through our windows and the subtle crackle and pop mixed with music coming from the record player, I feel blessed to have been born in an era where I can have the best of both worlds. And where there is more than one song with my name in it even if they add a superfluous H, and weren’t written for me.

*Yes I do have a sickeningly early start on Christmas shopping.

Crackle and pop

If I think of all the many, many material things I love, and the point of why I love them it always comes down to the provocation of my senses or my emotions.
Music is one of the things that does this best.

Before I go on I need to add that I am not a purist or do I claim to have any taste or style, so my choice of music in particular won’t be outlined here.

The thing about music is while it makes me sing (terribly) in the car,was the subject of the best pocket dial I have EVER heard (the unnamed dialer was in the shower belting out Queen, who they incidentally claimed on previous occasion not to be a fan of, seriously best phone call I have received) and provokes the full range of emotion; I am satisfied in a deeper way depending on the format it was recorded on.

The reason that I am thinking about this is in today’s mail I received the LP we ordered as part of my Father in Law’s Christmas present.* Because I got it off eBay, I thought I should check to make sure it played before putting it away and giving feedback. Well that and the fact my curiosity was piqued by the track called Lilah.

Putting the needle on to the vinyl and hearing it track around for those first couple of loops where there is no music, just the sound of anticipation, fills me in a way that the instant gratification of downloaded music will never touch.

I am an early adopting, tech loving woman, but downloads aren’t music in the same way that digitals aren’t photos. They’re great and I would be reluctant to live without them, if I had to choose between a life of Vinyl and Film or a life of iPod and my beautiful Leica Digilux I’d be really pissed and wonder what kind of imbecile would think it was one or the other. Seriously I told you I’m not a purist.

But today with the warm spring sun beaming through our windows and the subtle crackle and pop mixed with music coming from the record player, I feel blessed to have been born in an era where I can have the best of both worlds. And where there is more than one song with my name in it even if they add a superfluous H, and weren’t written for me.

*Yes I do have a sickeningly early start on Christmas shopping.

Full of crap

Moshtix , I am so glad you are not my regular provider of tickets.
To say that your site was working is just a load.  Last year the tickets sold out in under an hour, the tickets were sold through a company that you are now partnered with. Claiming todays system failures as a lack of experience is a joke. I am also not sure how you claim a lack of experience caused the issues and in tandem deny issues with your system, but I guess that shows what kind of ethical people you are.

“We worked throughout the day on managing the massive load on our site, to speed up the buying process and the good news is that 32,000 happy punters have secured their tickets.”

Of course the 32000 tickets were sold, that’s not actually evidence of your system working.

I would expect a company with ethics to invest some of the profits from today into better system capabilities for next year, but lets be honest you won’t because at the end of the day you sold your event out and could not give a fuck whether the system is equitable or fair.

Revised honeymoon

We have been relaxing and re-planning our honeymoon – which we haven’t taken yet.  We originally looked at Paris, turned our sights to New York and even New Zealand but a change in goals has made us think again.

We’ve recently had to find a new home to rent and in the end are moving away from the suburb that we currently live in and love, to one that holds a lot of promise.  It’s also made us realise how much we want to get off the renting rollercoaster and have our own home.  Which obviously means that we have had to reassess how much money should be spent on a holiday.

But we still want to do something special that also could possibly become a tradition, to celebrate our marriage in the coming years.

On the 6th of May our decision will be made for us when we fight it out for tickets online. They sold out in under an hour last year…

I’m hoping that putting this out here doesn’t jinx us doing this.

Don’t you think Splendour in the Grass is a great omen for a honeymoon?

Revised honeymoon

We have been relaxing and re-planning our honeymoon – which we haven’t taken yet.  We originally looked at Paris, turned our sights to New York and even New Zealand but a change in goals has made us think again.
We’ve recently had to find a new home to rent and in the end are moving away from the suburb that we currently live in and love, to one that holds a lot of promise.  It’s also made us realise how much we want to get off the renting rollercoaster and have our own home.  Which obviously means that we have had to reassess how much money should be spent on a holiday.

But we still want to do something special that also could possibly become a tradition, to celebrate our marriage in the coming years.

On the 6th of May our decision will be made for us when we fight it out for tickets online. They sold out in under an hour last year…

I’m hoping that putting this out here doesn’t jinx us doing this.

Don’t you think Splendour in the Grass is a great omen for a honeymoon?