as an avid gin guzzler this possibly the most beautiful date in my calender as yet
Thursday 24 February 2011
Friday 11 February 2011
Jazzy Babes
Recommended by a friend in the know, I awoke this morning to the music of The Illersapiens, and these jazzy babes managed for the first time in awhile to actually get out of bed.
It seems to me that Britain’s music just keeps getting sexier and the 7-piece Hip-Hop Instrumental band, consisting of the gorgeous, soulful vocals of KatyB and energetic, witty lyrics of instigator/rapper Mr. Man are exactly the refreshing explosion of a sound that provides the crucial bit of something a little different.
It seems to me that Britain’s music just keeps getting sexier and the 7-piece Hip-Hop Instrumental band, consisting of the gorgeous, soulful vocals of KatyB and energetic, witty lyrics of instigator/rapper Mr. Man are exactly the refreshing explosion of a sound that provides the crucial bit of something a little different.
Fusing the very best combination Jazz, Break-Beat, Hip-Hop, Reggae, and some Drum and Base, this South London band inject a feeling of positivity and vibrancy into every horn blow and drum beat. Every song on their first 5 song EP, ‘Elevate’ is as brilliant as the next.
There isn’t as track on it that doesn’t leave you craving a drink and a dance on a summer’s day. Their songs Brixton, Ina Daze and Sweetness are particularly good, Brixton in particular stands out as one to put on the forefront of any playlist, but I couldn’t find a version on Youtube so will just give you a little hint with Ina Daze.
Hope you enjoy...you should.
There isn’t as track on it that doesn’t leave you craving a drink and a dance on a summer’s day. Their songs Brixton, Ina Daze and Sweetness are particularly good, Brixton in particular stands out as one to put on the forefront of any playlist, but I couldn’t find a version on Youtube so will just give you a little hint with Ina Daze.
Hope you enjoy...you should.
Thursday 10 February 2011
Biutiful
Everyone strives for beauty, but last night in a small Phoenix Picture House, I think I found a little slice of the ‘Buitiful’. As much as I hate it when critics rate a film with the old tag-line of, ‘One of the best films of the year’-mainly due to the fact that it is only February- I will put aside my distaste and say that this film really is something special.
Directed by Alejandro González Iñárritu, starring Javier Bardem, Maricel Álvarez and Hanaa Bouchaib, the film is inundated with talent, in essence exploring the protagonist, Uxbal’s (Bardem) inevitable plummet towards death at the hands of cancer. Whilst being a volatile subject to base a film, Biutiful does not fall into any of the generic categories that one would expect of those tackling the Big C, nor it does not take over the plot.
Taking care of his two small children, as their mother (a woman tormented by mental health- Álvarez), is incapable to do so, Uxbal battles through the dark, crime-fuelled pits of life in Barcelona trying to seek redemption for himself, and a life for his children.
Taking care of his two small children, as their mother (a woman tormented by mental health- Álvarez), is incapable to do so, Uxbal battles through the dark, crime-fuelled pits of life in Barcelona trying to seek redemption for himself, and a life for his children.
Captivatingly shot by Rodrigo Prieto, the soft lit hand-held shots of the gorgeous Barcelonan cityscape and countryside were executed perfectly alongside moments of the disturbingly dark content of the film.
A remarkably riveting and harrowingly realistic film, Bardem and the rest of the cast jump straight into the gut and heart of the audience.
Even in the unforgiving city and in the midst of human plight, this film illuminates the beauty that can be found hidden beneath the rubble.
However clichéd it sounds, the film really deserves its title and is definitely worth a watch.
Fruit Pastel
As most students know, it’s beginning to be dissertation term; i.e. horrific amounts of stress for what seems to be a very empty outcome. So, what’s the perfect reward after days on end of panic sweats and sleepless nights? Well apparently I have been let in on the answer..
After a hard day’s work in the library I was on my way home, buckling under the weight of my books I was caught behind an extremely exasperated northern girl openly shouting down her phone. Without much effort on my part I overheard her ranting about how her day had turned into a pile of “utter crap.”
From what I could guess she had spent hours in the library and then her computer had crashed and lost her work...Nightmare!
She had, as a result, consumed an entire pack of fruit pastels. What seemed to have sent her over the edge though, was her boyfriend thus making her feel guilty...
In the midst of her incredibly loud, increasingly agitated chat she started to scream, ‘Ay think ay DE-SERRVE a bludy frout pastil atfa tha’. Like the others that I have seen wandering around with glazed eyes and no shoes or socks, I concluded that she’d lost it.
From what I could guess she had spent hours in the library and then her computer had crashed and lost her work...Nightmare!
She had, as a result, consumed an entire pack of fruit pastels. What seemed to have sent her over the edge though, was her boyfriend thus making her feel guilty...
In the midst of her incredibly loud, increasingly agitated chat she started to scream, ‘Ay think ay DE-SERRVE a bludy frout pastil atfa tha’. Like the others that I have seen wandering around with glazed eyes and no shoes or socks, I concluded that she’d lost it.
(I personally feel the rats with most kind of sweets, something about the mix of that bizarre scent of breathy factory, the festering pots of pick and mix fingered by every sticky-child that can reach, and the disgusting amount of saliva it generates in the masticating mouths of the sugar inclined...)
But what I got from all this was: having a shitty day, why not grab a fruit pastel?
...think I’ll pass.
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