A blog of acquiescent temper, miscellaneous opinions, and uncertain vote

Saturday, 9 November 2019

The weather has changed in the last week or so. From late October’s balmy, near t-shirt weather, with temperatures in the mid-teens, early November seems to have decided that it’s about time for winter, and it has reminded me how much I genuinely enjoy running in the wind and rain.

There’s something primal about being exposed to the elements with what feels like only the heat from your own muscles keeping you alive in the face of the driving, icy rain, as the water runs down your face and plasters your thin shirt to your frozen chest. Somehow you can run faster, further than normal, those few degrees making the difference between breathless sweating effort and magical, effortless, flowing speed.

Friday, 8 November 2019

As an enthusiastic music buyer, almost all of the albums in my collection were purchased for one specific reason — because I liked the band or artist, and wanted to own their work. In most cases, I can pinpoint the moment that led me to pick up a favourite album, or turned me on to a new artist — the worn-out Queen tape that my parents would listen to on long car journeys; the Prince album that my first girlfriend would play all the time; the support band that a friend told me I “probably wouldn’t like” but would become my favourite band for the next thirty years.

However, there are a very small number of CDs that came to me via other routes. There were free cover discs on magazines, of course, but I’m talking in this case about albums that I bought with no prior knowledge of either the album or the band. For example, I picked up Modified, the second album by Californian ska-punks Save Ferris, flipping though the racks in a record store on Sunset Boulevard, Los Angeles, and I chose it purely because of the band’s movie-inspired name. It wasn’t a genre I’d ever really paid attention to before, and I can’t say it ever became a favourite, but I certainly listened to it a fair few times over the years.

My most unintentional purchase, though, has to be R.E.M’s New Adventures In Hi-Fi, which like a lot of people my age I acquired simply because I forgot to cancel the monthly subscription to the Britannia Music Club. BMC was a mail-order company that hooked you with an initial offer of cheap CDs for a pound, then relied on either your love of PolyGram’s back catalogue — or more often your own forgetfulness — to roll that subscription over into a stream of full-price CDs.

Although I’d obviously heard of R.E.M. before, I was never really a fan, my exposure mostly being through friends listening to throwaway pop like Shiny Happy People, but New Adventures In Hi-Fi was actually a bit of a revelation. Muddy, distorted rock songs like The Wake-Up Bomb sit alongside acoustic alt-country like the almost-spoken word track, E-Bow The Letter. Listening to it gave me a new appreciation for the band, and prompted me to go back and check out their older releases like Murmur, Fables of the Reconstruction and probably my favourite of their first few albums, Life’s Rich Pageant.

Serendipity can be weird sometimes.

Thursday, 7 November 2019

A couple of days ago, apropos of nothing, I decided to search YouTube for The Three Investigators. The books, a “juvenile detective series” from the 1960s featuring three friends who solved mysteries under the benevolent aegis of a fictionalised Alfred Hitchcock, were a favourite of mine when I was growing up (alongside their more famous literary sleuthing contemporaries, such as the Famous Five, the Hardy Boys, and Nancy Drew), and I wondered if there existed any videos by fellow fans, or even interviews with the creators.

Instead, what I discovered was an obscure German-produced but American starring (although only ever released in Germany) feature film adaptation from 2007, The Three Investigators and the Secret of Skeleton Island. Although it looks like it diverges quite substantially from the plot of the 1966 book from which it takes its name, it was still interesting to finally see the characters of Jupiter, Pete and Bob finally made flesh. The latter was actually played by a young Cameron Monaghan, who would later go on to star as Ian Gallagher in the US remake of Shameless, as well as roles in Gotham and various other successful TV shows.

The Wikipedia entry for the book series is fascinating. Aside from the original run of books in the US, they were also either adapted or extended with new material for eager readers in Bangladesh, Lithuania, France, Italy, plus a host of other countries — none more enthusiastic than Germany, where “Die drei Fragezeichen” (“The Three Question Marks”) were first re-published, then turned into radio plays, before finally German writers began producing brand new Three Investigators books. Eventually more than 200 new stories were published, with corresponding radio dramas which the voice actors regularly toured around the country, performing in front of huge live audiences.

The Germans were apparently so mad for the series that it seeped into their popular culture in other ways; there are bands named after characters from the books (Jupiter Jones make inoffensive indie rock), and several songs by other German artists feature samples from the radio plays or narration by the original voice actors. Verrückt!

Nowadays, of course, you can watch the whole film on YouTube for free:

Wednesday, 6 November 2019

Tonight I went out for dinner at the TonTon Club West, a relatively small restaurant in Amsterdam’s Westerpark that distinguishes itself through the inclusion of various coin-operated classic video games and arcade machines on its mezzanine floor. Alongside classics such as Street Fighter and Pac-Man, they also have imported Japanese machines like Dance Dance Revolution and a rhythmic drumming game (that we could neither figure out the instructions for nor hear, but was still a lot of fun), and physical games including air hockey and various electronic Whack-A-Mole derivatives.

I’ve occasionally thought that — were I ever in a position to make an enormous, risky life decision — one of the things I might want to do in the future is own and operate a video arcade. I’ve long believed that playing games is a fundamental source of enjoyment that everyone should get to experience, and that despite the prevalence of home-based entertainment nowadays there still could be a market for communal, shared, social interaction via the medium of video arcade games.

TonTon Club West

Tuesday, 5 November 2019

At the beginning of this year I pulled the plug on almost fifteen years of blog posts on my personal site, The Watchmaker Project, even going so far as to drop the domain and hosting, expunging it from the web entirely. In stark contrast to what life online was like in 2004, it had become clear over the last few years that I had little to contribute to the online conversation around web design and development; additionally, I had begun to feel a general sense of disconnection from social media, and a desire to not want to participate in the online popularity contest that Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, et al (not to mention performative blogging) essentially are.

However, I am feeling the loss of a place to practice self-expression through writing. Between 2012 and 2018, when I was writing regularly, I found that it had a definite and noticeable effect on my ability to easily translate my thoughts into words across all situations, both personal and professional. Nowadays, though, even trying to compose something as simple as a Goodreads review or an email short circuits my brain to the extent that I find myself unable to form the simplest of sentences, let alone a coherent opinion.

So, it is to that end that I have thrown together this simple personal journal site, a place where I can quietly record my views and opinions, share my favourite music and literature, and hopefully begin to recapture some of the enjoyment in writing that I once possessed. I have no expectations of building an audience (or that most egregious of modern concepts, a ‘personal brand’) — there is an RSS feed if anyone is that way inclined, but if you choose to follow along, you should be aware … I’m mostly doing this for me.