the day of Rockoning

We did watch it and a bunch of ugly trolls from Finland, called Lordi, won with a fabulous affirmation of everything a Eurovision Song Contest Winner should be - meaningless English lyrics set to a completely forgettable tune. Even though I heard it twice last night I can't remember how it goes...

Today we are listening to Bruce Springsteen ("Oh Mary Don't You Weep No More"). I wonder if anyone ever calls him Brucie?

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High Power Rocketry said…

: )

2:40 pm

Brian Sibley said…

And what was he called at school? 'Brucie'? Maybe. But more likely 'Springy'...

Anyway, while you were pondering such matters, it stopped raining...

4:33 pm

underneath waterloo station

Profound in so many ways...

boing

They're here. The one on the left has named himself - Zebedee - because he goes boing. Not sure about the other one yet...

sweet vauxhall

I'm too old, too wasp, too middle-class and just too busy to understand what motivates graffiti artists to risk life and limb in pursuit of their thing... but I often love their work and (yes, yes, I know it's illegal) it so often makes a dull place interesting. I used to pass this one at Vauxhall every day on my way to work and it's still as striking as the first day I saw it. Whoever created it I just want them to know that I really appreciate this free gift and I'm glad the London Transport Police haven't been able to get their bleach on it. Can't get Jamie Lidell's Multiply out of my head today. He deserves to be a big star.

polkadots and moonbeams

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