Russell Davies

October 2019

October 2019 from russelldavies on Vimeo.

God. I did nothing. Some buildings, some coffee, some YouTube, some telly. Still, the music is slightly interesting. From Endlessss, though I'm not even doing that at the moment.

Archer 0 - 9 Burning Stables

Anne and I were chatting recently and I realised that football has replaced The Archers in my life. I can't listen to The Archers any more. Everyone in it is too young and/or too posh. So instead, the default on the radio is 5Live's coverage of football. And that gives me what The Archers used to give me - a soap opera community I can be vaguely, ambiently aware of and interested in. Characters, events, gossip. Kind of interesting but mostly fictional. And that's why I stayed up extra late to watch Leicester beat Southampton 9-0 on Match of the Day. It was an event like Grace Archer burning or Den and Angie at Christmas.

(I have many other posts I could write about me and football. Most of which involve me being very clearly 'not a real fan'. But they're for another day.)

September 2019

October 2019 from russelldavies on Vimeo.

UNRELATED

I have a little accumulator I run in my head every weekend, hoping all the family-related clubs win: Arsenal, Liverpool, Nottingham Forest, Dulwich Hamlet and Holbrook Sports. 

This weekend, it happened! I think, for the first time, certainly for the first time since I've been paying attention.

--------------------------------------------

BIG UP THE RSS MASSIVE

August 2019

August 2019 from russelldavies on Vimeo.

Music for this is from Endlesss which I am enjoying tremendously.

UNRELATED

I utterly adore this track. But what's spectacular about it is the little unison figure at 22 seconds (and later). There's this smooth jazzy intro and then a few seconds of PURE PROG POOTLING. It's like something from The Return of the Giant Hogweed. And then it's back to sandblasted smooth groove. Superb. I guess it also reminds you that underneath a lot of Genesis prog stodge there are these nimble little drum dances. DESTROY GENRE. There's more that unites us than divides us.

UNRELATED

This'll come in handy one day:

Q: Is there a visual example of how early employees can create imaginary hurdles for your company by building the wrong culture?

A: pic.twitter.com/h9UKH5yxXW

— Dare Obasanjo (@Carnage4Life) August 25, 2019

UNRELATED

It's the little things. We rewrote the toilet signs:

Before:

After:

UNRELATED

This is great. Good and true about how drive-by hate comments dig into your head. And a nice artistic response.

UNRELATED

Visit the electrifying Mojo.

Darn to Margate

Went to Margate at the weekend. Was nice. Good exhibition of seaside photos at the Turner Contemporary. It's slightly odd when your own childhood milieu is served up as historical oddity but the frisson of nostalgia mixed with 'oh god it was horrible' is still nice.

The most instantly powerful bit for me was a photo called "Illegal raving in Brighton" by Stuart Griffiths. You can see it on Vice. I have no memories of illegal raving in Brighton, or anywhere, but I got an instant hit of memory from the detail of the lads sitting on the roof. It was their combination of jackets, jeans and trainers. So specific and unique to that moment in history. I don't have much of a sense of smell, I don't find it instantly evocative as many people do, but clothes do that for me. They connect me to the my past in a way that most bits of culture don't. Those jeans and trainers.

Music and video

I haven't done one of these for ages. I miss it. Partly because it means I have to make a new snippet of music at least once a month. So I've started again.

RELATED

And doing that has had me going back looking for all the miscellaneous music files scattered around various external drives and streaming services, trying to sort it out and having a listen to old stuff. Made me realise some of this is actually quite alright. Slow to develop but there's something to it. 

RELATED

And that reminded me that I haven't played with Endlesss for ages so I had a go at that over coffee. Huge fun. It creates little loops and lets you download them. Here are a couple:

UNRELATED

We went to see the Faith Ringgold exhibition at the Serpentine today. Magnificent. I especially liked the portrait of Mr Charlie; "a large grinning head of a patronizing white man". (And reading about the term Mr Charlie was interesting too). Mr Charlie looks a lot like Mr Burns. I wonder if that's a coincidence.

Warehouse

It's been too hot to have any original opinions. But this would probably be Episode Two of my Not Actually A Thing Podcast 'It's more complicated than that'.

Clock of the short now

I read a thing about aphorisms, which included this one:

“Amazing that the chess clock never found a more general application. A more enlightened society would have made it as indispensable to conversation as shoes to walking.”

Don Paterson.

I liked that. Then I listened to this Revisionist History episode, which included an extended bit about the difference between chess, blitz chess and bullet chess. It's all down to the clock and the time allowed.

The chess master interviewed said that if top class chess players were allowed as long as they wanted per move every game would end in a draw. The thing that makes chess hard is the time constraint. And that blitz chess and bullet chess are often won by different people to the regular sort. The shorter time makes for a different game.

Gladwell compares this to standardised tests in the US which add a time constraint to the questioning - basically you have to read things quicker than you can can actually read them and develop strategies for guessing a reasonable answer without being completely grokking the piece; "processing without understanding"

This feels a lot like work right now. It made me realise that speed is the key difference between my current job and every other one I've had; everything's just so much faster. Maybe I should get a chess clock. That feels like a useful, enjoyable framing, a way to tip yourself from panicked to excited.

UNRELATED

Anna wrote a blog post about a coffee we had and made me sound much more coherent and useful than I actually am. It became moderately successful on the links and twitters which made me worry that people think I fancy myself as a Strategist. This is not the case. If I'm anything I'm a Communications Strategist, which is very different. It's the difference between being a Doctor and being the guy from Doctor and the Medics.

God, I hate this song.

UNRELATED

Anne has been complaining about 'the moon' all week. She's not anti-moon. She's anti all this moon nostalgia. I knew what she meant but couldn't quite understand why. This tweet explained it:

Sorry but baby boomers have controlled the media my whole life, every day has felt like the 50th anniversary of the moon landing and JFK’s death and the last day kids ever played outside

— Julieanne Smolinski (@BoobsRadley) July 20, 2019 

And England winning the World Cup.

UNRELATED

If I was going to do another experiment in aggregating/sampling podcasts it would be called It's More Complicated Than That and season one would be about Plastics & Recycling and this would be the first episode. And this would be the second. Well worth a listen

From Winter Ships to Anyone

I done another mix. Quite pleased with this one. Starts off all pleasant and ambient. Robert Haigh. Richard Norris. Ore. Then I got a bit bored and added some Yazoo. At which point it goes a bit random. Not bad though, except for the bit where I accidentally knocked the pitch up.

Nettling

We walked a slightly overgrown country path this afternoon, nettles reaching in from both sides. So we were walking with our arms pinned behind our backs, like defenders in the penalty area under the new handball regulations.

Which, I realised, would have been a really good metaphor, if I was a sportswriter.

Wasted!