Right…

After conducting a thorough strategic and tactical review of my online presence across all channels After getting bored of my websites and deciding to break things I’ll be making some changes. Photography will move to www.speckunderthesky.com where it will be happy and free and be able to get on with its life. Music is now  at www.singularityjones.com/music, where it also will be happy and free and able to get on with its life (singularityjones.com is now set to redirect there). There are some new tracks there, for anyone who’s interested.

I think it’s just getting confused here (when I can even be bothered to update it) and doesn’t allow me to adequately promote either strand, plus it prevents me from posting random witterings and amusing pictures of cats here, which is, after all, the entire point of the blogging phenomenon. This blog will revert to its original purpose, which was supposed to be a workblog/notepad/place for random witterings and amusing pictures of cats. These things will happen either shortly, in the long term, or never. We’ll see.

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Rhubarb and I listen to the Mary Chain.

Tiny Art Director

Feb 21, 2009

Tiny Art Director.

wonderful.

There will be more pictures here soon, it’s just not easy to edit them on a tablet with no functional keyboard. Currently at parents, back Sunday, have some nice views of the Severn Bridge from Sharpness at sunset, some snow landscapes, and may be a couple of flowers -who knows?

1) Don’t have lots of Red Bull and vodka for lunch.

2) Don’t get caught by the chief executive’s PA photographing the ‘lifeboat for ladybirds’ you’ve lovingly crafted from a pistachio shell, a staple, and the blu-tac that was holding the financial calendar to your desk. That’s not the way to get on in a recession, no.

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I’m going to Hell in the express elevator. I’ve taken the credit crunch and made it CRUNCHIER, baby. I have a new Leica D-Lux 4. Haven’t played with it yet, but play with it I shall, and there will be pictures. Yes. And love and joy, and yeah, hell, I have to pay for it some day, but there’s still a market for kidneys isn’t there?

Shiny shiny… jackdaw genes have got me again and there’s a rising lust building in me for a new toy. I had a Fuji F30 that I bought a couple of years ago which was meant to be my ‘always in the pocket’ camera, but I never gelled with it and ended up handing it on ‘permanent loan’ to my partner. It didn’t shoot RAW, and the jpegs it did shoot I found too garish; shutter lag was a bit long and I realised that it was never going to really be what I’d hoped it’d be. But that was two years ago… I’ve missed so many opportunities because I simply can’t carry round my sodding great Nikon everywhere, and if I try and take a film SLR I never get the films developed.

So I’ve been starting to feel the urge to get another digital compact, although the camera on my phone is pretty good, a compact that takes proper pictures and works like a camera. I’d thought about the Nikon P6000, then spent hours reading reviews and realising that it probably wouldn’t do. And then I came across this:  Leica D-Lux4. Worse, this shop is less than a mile from my office. Yes, I know it’s a rebadged Panasonic, albeit with a better warranty and apparently better jpeg processing, but it is a thing of beauty, and I am a simple creature, easily beguiled by baubles and trinkets. I wants one.  I will either manage to beat myself up enough to resist, or next week, I’ll be marching off down the road with a quivering credit card. Pray for me…

Righto. First new bunch of music on the netz for a while. Four track ep – Falling off the face of the Earth.

It has guitars and things. Noise stuff. Loud and that.  We like these things, and we think that you should like these things too.

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Snigger

Nov 30, 2008

Artifact – Personal Ads From an Ayn Rand Fan Dating Site — New York Magazine.

Found via Coilhouse.

For just a few days, the wierdly-bearded bastard of Brighton, Kemper Norton, is offering the A23 ep for download. What a nice man.

Kemper Norton.