This night has opened my eyes

It is times like this that prove I am actually a time traveller from the past, like a sort of reverse Terminator, only a nice Terminator that chats to you over tea and buns instead of shooting you in the face. I do not know anything about pop musick and such, as I do not consume any media, or go to fashionable bars ekcetera. So it is possible for me to not know about quite major pop phenomena as long as they happened after about 1873.

I was wandering around Staples, the stationery pornographers, happily looking at little organising drawers and musing over which are the twelve best different types of pens, when there came on the radio a hideous cover version of “Stop Me If You Think You’ve Heard This One Before”. I have heard it before, only by the Smiths, which are obviously the best band in human history, and I did want to stop it, except I could not saw through the little wires leading to the speakers.

I had to hurry home and listen to the Smiths version again just to make sure that it was still excellent. I do not think people should be allowed to do cover versions, which includes me in several of the poor quality bands that I have been in. I speak as someone who has genuinely recorded a cover of Katie Melua’s “Closest Thing To Crazy”, although thankfully I have not released it. It is safely under lock and key in a disused filing cabinet, with a sign on the door saying “Beware of the Leopard”.

So my point stands.

Another new single

I am feeling quite musickal at the moment, perhaps it is the rainy weather keeping me indoors. Anyway here is a track by the increasingly inaccurately-named Archway Guitar Quartet, which is me and Matt’s experimental jazz odyssey project. It is featuring Matt on guitars and rhythm programming, and me on classickal guitar.

Cheeky little gherkin

It is one of the most instantly recognisable buildings in Europe, but no-one knows its name.

(It is called 30 St Mary Axe.)