Starbucks, Borders

Not to be confused with "Paris, Texas" or "Newport, Gwent" (that lesser known Wim Wenders film)...

I have been twice to Starbucks in Borders this week. Such luxuries are afforded to us by holidays. Antiglobalism goes out of the window as I engage in three of my favourite hobbies: drinking coffee (the stuff of life), reading, and people watching. There's always a group of people gathered around a table, earnestly discussing something: They could be a book group (even a Bible Study group) but I prefer to think of them as some kind of revolutionary group planning to overthrow the Government and establish a new world order. Wishful thinking... There are no revolutionaries anymore. We're too comfortable and the coffee's never strong enough. Oh, and there are always interesting women sat at tables by themselves, sketching or writing that never-to-be-published novel. Which gets me onto my next subject: I've decided I'm going to try and get those short stories written, so I started.We'll see...

Currently reading "La Sombra Del Viento" by Carlos Ruiz Zafon. In the original Spanish, of course!

My “31 Songs” (apologies to Nick Hornby)

ALBUMS (a variation on NH's theme)
Graceland- Paul Simon
Rattle & Hum- U2
Trimmed’n’Burnin’/Slow Burn- Glenn Kaiser/Darrell Mansfield
Tapestry- Carole King
Slow Train Coming- Bob Dylan
Ben Folds Five- Ben Folds Five
August & Everything After- Counting Crows
Songs From The Rain- Hothouse Flowers
Samedi Soir Sur La Terre- Francis Cabrel
Out Of Time- REM
Five Leaves Left- Nick Drake
There Will Be A Light- Ben Harper & The Blind Boys Of Alabama
James Taylor Live- James Taylor
Requiem- Mozart
Rhapsody In Blue/An American In Paris- George Gershwin
O Brother Where Art Thou Soundtrack- Various Artists
Squint- Steve Taylor
Elton John- Elton John
Buena Vista Social Club- Buena Vista Social Club
The Hardline According To...- Terence Trent D’Arby
Disraeli Gears- Cream
Little Shop Of Horrors Soundtrack- Various
Divine Madness- Madness
The White Album- The Beatles
Flood- They Might Be Giants
Unplugged at MTV- Eric Clapton
Beautiful Mess- Sixpence None The Richer
Hyfryd I Fod Yn Fyw- Jess
Live From Mars- Ben Harper
Time Out- The Dave Brubeck Quartet
Roll Away The Stone- Kelly Joe Phelps

Those which narrowly missed out:
Golosinas- Pedro Guerra
Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band- The Beatles
Abbey Road- The Beatles
Unplugged at MTV- Nirvana
Spontaneous Combustion- Glenn Kaiser
Tuesday Night Music Club- Sheryl Crow
The Freewheeling Bob Dylan- Bob Dylan

I tried not to include any “Best Of” or “Greatest Hits” albums as they sort of break the rules. Not sure if "Divine Madness" counts... The albums above aren’t in any particular order of preference.

PS: "Skybound" by Tom Baxter would probably make the list now...

Episode IV: A New Post

Just read a post on www.last.fm which remarked on Bach's "Jesu, Joy Of Man's Desiring"- "It's like listening to God."
Beautiful comment. There should be more of these.

Glad I'm not religious

I'm so glad I'm not religious. Because if I was, there'd be a massive temptation to get power and praise from nice gullible chapel-goers over Wales. There are chapels crying out for ministers and a "nice young man" always goes down well. It could be so much fun getting to be a preacher man, spouting crap from the pulpit, with the right religious words and phrases to elicit "Amen"s from the congregation...
But I'm not like that. Firstly, I wouldn't be able to stomach the empty religiosity; and secondly, I'm above hipocrisy like that...

A Parable

A man went to swim in the sea with his mates. He was determined to get the most out of the experience so- rather than paddle in the shallows or tread water and chat with a group of friends- he decided to swim back and forth across the bay. He loved the sensation the waves gave him, but felt bad that none of the others had wanted to join him. They weren't too concerned, though, as he was known to be a strong swimmer.
Eventually he got exhausted, but found himself far from the shore and the other swimmers. Because of the sound of the waves breaking on the shore the others were unable to hear him. Unable to relax and float on the surface of the water, he gradually succumbed to the powerful waves. By the time the others noticed he was sinking, it was too late...

Flotsam and Jetsam (2)

Indian Restaurant Songbook

Girlfriend In A Korma- The Smiths
Tears On My Pilau- Kylie Minogue
Pappadum Preach- Madonna
It's Basmati And I'll Cry If I Want To- Altered Images??
Prawn Vindaloo S A- Bruce Springsteen
Anything by the Spice Girls (obviously)

November 11

Today is Rememberance Sunday and has completely passed me by. Not strictly true, as I did watch Blackadder Goes Forth to mark the occasion.
Don't get me wrong: The First World War was an utter tragedy and deserves- or rather demands- to be remembered. What it does not demand, nevertheless, is to be celebrated. The soldiers who fought in 1914-18 do not need to be thanked, as they were merely "Lions for Asses" sent to fight in a completely needless conflict. It should be remembered as the tragedy it was. The Second World War is different story, and I'm happy to thank those who fought to defeat Nazism. What bothers me is the institutionalisation of the whole thing- the celebration which borders on jingoism and celebration of things British. I'm no longer a rabid Welsh nationalist, but I couldn't really give a monkey's about the State of the United Kingdom.
Two other things: The lads who volunteered to fight in the Spanish Civil War aren't officially remembered as their involvement wasn't officially sanctioned by HMG. And the whole contraversy (sp?) about the wounded soldiers worries me, as it gives everyone the message that this is a jingoistic celebration rather than a commemoration.