Going-away music

I just found this in my files from when I was recovering from serious illness in late 2016. My tastes haven’t changed much since then. NB I don’t currently plan to go away soon – too much living to do still.

Songs for Bruce’s funeral and/or wake

Links in song-titles are to YouTube videos, just so you know what the songs are. At the actual event, use the original vinyl or CD, not the Youtube versions.

Song Artist Album Why
and other ramblings?
Pigs on the wing (part 1) Pink Floyd Animals Classic intro
Pigs on the wing parts 1 and 2 must begin and end the proceedings.
Advertisement (another intentional irrelevant suicide) Roy Harper Whatever happened to Jugula? Sound effects!
Decades Joy Division Closer This song has always taken me places.
Drugs for everybody Roy Harper The dream society Generosity
Hope Roy Harper Whatever happened to Jugula? Because there has to be some.
The final cut Pink Floyd The final cut One of the ultimate expressions of my paranoia
Don’t use both The final cut and Not now John – both would be too gloomy.
Miss Europa Disco Dancer Manic Street Preachers Know your enemy An alternative to the Dambusters’ March.
Use the Youtube version ONLY IF you show the video.
Not now John Pink Floyd The final cut The other ultimate expression of my paranoia
(If using Not now John, it MUST be the album version, i.e. with swearing.)
Boogeyman Motörhead Rock and roll Gotta have some Motörhead, and this has a brilliant intro by Lemmy
The lord’s prayer Roy Harper Lifemask 20 minutes of Roy’s finest, from a time when he nearly died
Ease PiL Album It just rocks!
You can have it all Kaiser Chiefs Employment Because I won’t need anything anymore
The masses against the classes Manic Street Preachers Forever delayed Class struggle!
Change Lightning Seeds Jollification Happy, skip-along pop
Faster Manic Street Preachers The holy bible An antidote to happy, skip-along pop. Possibly the finest Manics song.
Do NOT use the Chemical Brothers’ remix from Forever Delayed.
It’s the end of the world as we know it (and I feel fine) REM Document Something more populist and upbeat
Echoes Pink Floyd Meddle Because it’s just brilliant.
If possible, use the version from Live in Pompeii.
Pigs on the wing (part 2) Pink Floyd Animals Classic outro – we’ll look after each other

Bouncing in Bucharest (part 1)

Elly has been in Bucharest since very early on Tuesday. I flew out to meet her yesterday (Friday). My flight was due to take off at 19:00 but took off after 19:30, after a sudden gate-change from 4 to 18, because the place was at gate 17. A 3 hour 30 minute flight landed me in Bucharest Otopeni airport around 1am Romanian time. Here’s what happened since… Continue reading

Kozmik

In a vague tribute to a Janis Joplin album, today could be called I got dem ol’ co-codamol hughies again, mama! In other news, last week I succeeded in copying posts from Just another bipedal sack of DNA and neuroses – because that’s what humans are to this blog.

It’s been interesting – and quite emotional – revisiting the end of a marriage and my career in publishing, various family (mis)fortunes, my time in India and Indonesia, my MSc, the start of my community council work and research career, discovering spinning, and the beginning of my current, very happy marriage. So much of this feels as though it’s permanent, and has been part of me forever – but in reality much is less than 5 years old.

There will be lots of broken links, because some material was hosted on now-dead servers. I’ve tried to resurrect what I can, but if you find any, please let me know.

Anus Horribilis – my Winterval message

Well, it’s been basically a rubbish year.

We’ve said goodbye to too many people: David Bowie, Alan Rickman, Prince, Muhammad Ali, Anton Yeltsin, Elie Wiesel, Gene Wilder, Leonard Cohen, Robert Vaughn, Fidel Castro, Eric (my cousin’s partner) and John Glenn spring to mind. But the death that has affected me the most is the loss of my father in October. Here’s how it went, according to Facebook: Continue reading

On the PiL!

imageHey, a post that isn’t about my innards!

Servants’ Quarters now boasts a record deck. So the vinyl that has followed me around for devades, and been on display but unplayable for around 8 years, is getting a new lease of life.

The first three records we’ve played are
Public Image Ltd’s album
, Pink Floyd‘s Wish you were here and Cherry Vanilla‘s Bad girl

The next challenge is to use the deck’s record-to-mp3 feature to make my vinyl ‘portable’. Watch this space!

May I bud and never flower

Yesterday’s musical prediction was wrong. It’s been Dark side of the moon all day. I don’t know how many times: such wonderful but familiar music has helped me catch up on missed sleep.

In other news, I weigh 55·3 kg. That’s 122 pounds, or 8 stones 10 pounds, about a stone less than normal for me. My blood pressure is 128/83, which is ok. Being unable to walk 0·2 miles to the GP surgery is not. Again I can’t thank Elly enough for driving me there,

Nesting!

I hadn’t realised how heavy doses of antibiotics can flatten people even further. Today has been typical of this week: I’ve not had sufficient energy to move further from my ‘nest’ in our spare room to the bathroom. Instead I’ve been curled up under a duvet, too de-energised to even get cabin-fever. Continue reading