I've changed my profile thing. There's something about my current plight and the phrase "They not only refuse to applaud mediocrity, they howl it down with morose glee" that is either deeply ironic or pathetic. So off it comes.
I was in HMV last week. Not buying (too skint) just noseying. A couple of things stood out. Firstly Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon" was £16. Remind me again why CD sales are failing? More surprisingly the new Manic Street Preachers album on vinyl was £18.99.The fight back against mp3 starts here.
Speaking of mp3 I read yesterday Amazon had made a mistake, offering downloaded versions of albums for 29p. Leaving aside the choice of albums available, 29p is still too expensive for these low resolution facsimiles.
I've discovered Spotify. My reservations still stand about streaming with adverts, but I'm kidding myself that it's just like a commerical radio station, but I get to pick the playlist. If it was a real commerical radio station though I suspect it would be taken off the air. I'd end up barricaded in my studio as the police broke the doors down.
Northern Ireland is now in "holiday mode". The job vacancies have packed their bags, rubbed on the factor 15 and headed south for a bit of sun, foam parties, cheap cocktails and casual sex with strangers. They'll return in a couple of weeks feeling both elated and slightly ashamed, wondering where the money went and what the strange rash is.
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