Xmas greetings-ish!

 

Greetings of the season to all, I have to say, I do have mixed feelings about it – I get cheesed off with normality enough as it is without it coming round again every year, same old stupid songs o the radio, I don’t really dig carols, I don’t like traditions much, oh who am I kidding? I love it really, all of it, just not that much! LOL What the hell, its not too bad 🙂

I had this song in my head by Erasure, nothing to do with xmas (thankfully) So if you want a break from all that shite! . . . .

 

Well that was great eh? I really dig that 80’s synth sound, and the singer is great, and good lyrics! Sure beats the hell out of Santa came down the chimney pot or whatever – so here’s a couple more that shizzle my snizzle

I’ll bet these sound great on a good hifi! I must have heard them that way before, but I took it all for granted, they dont do beats like this anymore, not proper music anyhow, ha,ha, I sound old 😀

 

Selfy

i find that at this time of year, people want me to put aside all the things I’ve been thinking about and and be happy for xmas, but for me that is rather awkward since those things that I was thinking about are actually whats been keeping me going – I don’t go around thinking about stuff just so that I can look like I’m in a quandary – no – I really am in a quandary! I always am! I think it all began when I became an adult, its the downside I guess. How does one order ones life to the extent that they are happy here, sad there, and just pondering at other times? How should I know? You are what you are, its learned patterns isn’t it, its not easy to change them, my methodology is to take things askance. Haha, I just looked up “Askance” and it says “An attitude of suspicion or disapproval” LOL

I wonder if that really is how I am? Certainly to some extent, perhaps more so than others, not that I experienced special reasons to emerge with this debilitating trait, I mean, my upbringing was ok, quite good really, so why should I be so circumspect? Hmm, I’m using words, then looking them up to see what they mean, it says circumspect means “Wary and unwilling to take risks” Thats very true too! Perhaps I’m able to judge myself from the outside as it were? OR perhaps the ghost of my granny is typing for me?

Thing is, yes, I am wary and unwilling – I notice it in my art, one has to take risks, and I don’t know where to start with that – I can be quite bold at times, but not at others, and that actually is my art in a nutshell, the reason it’s often so crap, is because I took all the wrong risks and overlooked the ones I shouldn’t have, to be a good artist, it has to be the other way around!

Sometimes I get it right, sometimes not, I find 3d art pretty difficult – the sculpting part is easy, it comes real natural, I get a lot of reassuring satisfaction from finding my hand to eye coordination is near flawless, for my money at least, I’m happy with it, I don’t care about wether its anatomically correct, I feel that I get to where I want to be without effort. 2d drawing and painting isn’t like that, its more of a balancing act out of which emerges some kind of compromise, a good one is always better than a bad one – again its down to decisions like boldness and cowardice being dominant factors.

I don’t care about my life when I’m doing my art, as long as I don’t die before I complete my current effort I don’t care, but does my art reflect my life? In life, do I care about anything? Or is it all just nonsense, derived by the influence of others? Only ever really manageable alone in art? 

[Edit] That bit above ^ if life was perfect, would there be no need for art?

Anyhow, I did this picture for my profile on instagram, its a self portrait, I wouldn’t say I’m happy with it, not really, but its kind of ok, I got to get back to painting and drawing, I love 3d stuff, but its time and effort, its so different from 2d work, far less freedom I think, I’m not well attuned to it as a medium, but its ok!

 

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Goodbye Pete Shelly

Pete Shelly late of the Buzzcocks died last week from a heart attack aged 63 – bit of a shock to that, he was a great bloke and someone I admired. I saw the Buzzcocks about 15yrs ago, then again about 2 yrs ago, a couple of old friends and I were to meet up for a sort of reunion, I suggested the Buzzcocks, cos I knew they were good live, as it turned out my old friend was over the moon, cos the Buzzcocks was the first album he ever bought, and he still loved it – it was indeed a great night out for the 3 of us.

The Buzzcocks filled a unique spot in the punk scene of the late 70’s, while most successful groups were portraying themselves as hard nuts, the Buzzcocks were all about a different kind of teen angst, the sensitive kind – the lovers! But not really the kind of love most would shout from the rooftops at that time, you never heard the term gay back then, just “poof”, and “pervert” – no one on the punk scene wanted to talk like that because of – the Buzzcocks – they were right in there, right at the epicentre, everyone who was remotely cool, said “so What?” And that was because the Buzzcocks were so good! 

I think when I was a young punk rocker, the Buzzcocks had already been and gone, they split up before the 80s, but I was a big fan from the first day I heard songs like “I don’t Mind” and “What do I get?” The earlier Spiral Scratch single really was a great fun arty bit of genius too. 

I don’t even know whether Pete was gay or not, its irrelevant, what is central is his lyrics were just so sweet and disarming – he was a guy you wanted to listen to -goodbye Pete, and thanks!

A trip to Edinburgh!

Last week we went to Edinburgh for a couple of nights, Edinburgh is probably the worlds best city, as it has a stonking great castle on a rugged rock, right at the centre – my mother came from Scotland, she used to say to me, “Round and Round the Rugged Rock, the Ragged Rascal Ran” – not something I actually do, since I don’t regard myself as a rascal, and neither am I ragged, but I do enjoy the Scottish accent, particularly the ability to roll the ‘R’ – mother used to say “Ogden, can you roll your R’s?” Sadly that capacity is beyond me – it seems that while I am half Scots from birth, the ability to roll R’s is apparently not genetic.

To see photos of the trip, scroll down, but first, here’s a few songs I have been thinking about at work this morning.

 Fields of the Nephilim, Last Exit for the Lost

Well its goth isn’t it, so what do you expect? Course its really sombre and moody,  but it is quite spiritual, and thats what I’m getting at – spiritual stuff! Impending doom! Thats what I’m talking about – yeah!

VNV Nation – Perpetual

Not sure I posted this before, but its another spiritual one, I regard it as a love song, but what else could it be about?

No need of sun to light the way

Across the ages, we have reigned as we endured

Through the storm fronts we will ever surely pass

To stand as never ending light

 

Psy’Avia – Face to Face

Well I thought this one is the most overtly romantic, but when I looked it up, it says its about the film Interstellar! Thats a great film, and one of my favs, but I cant imagine the singer’s motivation was that guy in the film – surely??

Oh well, back to plant earth! Edinburgh!