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Filed under: life, music | Tags: jacko, jackson dead, Michael Jackson dead, twitter

Stuart Murdoch, of Belle and Sebastian has formed a new group, featuring a bunch of girls to make a movie/album. This is the first single. (The album’s out Monday and looks like a cracker.)
Lovely.
Filed under: advertising, life, work | Tags: australia, Australian media job, Sunshine coast daily, Working in Australia
For those of you fed up with working in print media in the UK this might be your dream job which was sent to me by Stephen Tait from Down Under.

I went to see two World Premiere movies tonight. Yes two. At the the Edinburgh Film festival. Both British. Hugely contrasting.
The first was a gritty junkie movie about breakdowns at Cineworld called Wasted. The trouble is, the only thing that broke down was the projection equipment after 30 minutes of what could only be described as highly realistic junkie squalor with little in the way of discernable plot and a lot of OTT camerawork. (Did you see what I did with that headline there?) We weren’t enjoying it much and so when the production team said it would ’soon’ be rescreened from the beginning we made a sharp exit and headed to The Filmhouse to try our luck with Exam – a low budget, but stylish, British thriller come sci-fi come horror movie. Actually it isn’t a horror at all, despite its billing, but it really is rather good.

It’s a first time directorial outing by British writer Stuart Hazeldine who has previously made his name as a writer in Holywood.
The story is set in an undated future (soon in fact) where the world has been besieged by a pandemic virus and eight people of multiple ethic origins, and mental states are locked up in a room to sit an exam for a big job (nod to The Apprentice here).
The entire movie is shot in this grey room with eight examination desks. Gradually the eight whittle down to a more modest concluding cast. The only rules for elimination in the exam are set cryptically by the invigilator at the start of the movie and it’s a real guessing game from start to finish.
The cast, writing, lighting, effects and direction are all excellent and it’s dead original even if it does stylistically nod towards movies like Pi and Cube.
Actually it’s a really taught piece of film; low budget but eeking every penny out of it by really good and conservative filming (shot on 35mm though so it looks expensive).
Look out for it on its release. It may do well and I think it will get good crits.
I have to say though that the 90 degree heat in the Filmhouse did neither the movie nor the EFF any justice at all.
“Only a Digital Britain can unlock the imagination and creativity that will secure for us
and our children the highly skilled jobs of the future. Only a Digital Britain will secure the
wonders of an information revolution that could transform every part of our lives. Only a
Digital Britain will enable us to demonstrate the vision and dynamism that we have to
shape the future.”
Rt Hon. Gordon Brown MP, Prime Minister
OK. Let’s see some action then.
Portrait of Steve Jobs as a young man.
Originally uploaded by jimbodownie.
Jimbo hits the mark. You’ll get the point much better by clicking through for a higher res image.

At my Auntie Margot’s 70th birthday party yesterday I learned that my dad’s cousin’s sister inlaw’s sister is SuBo. Aaaaarrrgh!
My photo won photo of the Week on the Paltinum photography site on Flickr.
Dead chuffed.
You can see it here.

Filed under: Youtube, business, humour, videos, work | Tags: Alan sugar, apprentice, mash up, sir alan sugar, the apprentice
Cassetteboy’s irreverant mashup of The Apprentice from day one till now.
Oooh Sir (Lord) Alan you are so cheeky.
You’ll enjoy this if you’re an Apprentice fan.
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Filed under: Jeana's Gardening, Suntrap Garden Centre for Lifelong Learning, gardening | Tags: evening classes, gardening, hobby, learning, Suntrap Garden, workshops
Suntrap Garden, in association with the Royal Caledonian Society, at Gogarbank have a number of night classes and workshops available for the autumn.
EVENING CLASSES 7.00 – 9.00 pm
Flower Arranging £75.00
Monday 24th August – 28th September (6 weeks)
Set of Workshops for both beginners & those who wish to develop their existing skills; limited to 12 places. (Materials and flowers extra.)
Design Your Own Garden £105.00
Wednesday 30th September - 9th December (11weeks)
Leisure Gardening £80.00
Thursday 1st October – 3rd December (10 weeks)

WORKSHOPS
10.00 am to 12.00 Noon on Saturday Mornings
£25 for booking all three workshops or £10 each workshop
(Cost of plants and materials extra)
Winter Containers & Hanging Baskets 24th October
Explore how to fill containers for colour through Winter and Spring. (Plants, compost and containers supplied at cost or bring your own.)
Gardens by Design 21st November
This workshop offers guidance on basic design principles to help you make the most of your garden.
Christmas Decorations 19th December
Help is at hand to create two floral displays to make the home festive and colourful for Christmas. Be the envy of family and friends. (Materials approximately £25.)
To book or for more information contact Suntrap Garden –
0131 339 7283 (Answer Phone) or e-mail: suntrap@btopenworld.com)
If you would like more information about Suntrap why not check out their blog.
It should be pointed out that my wife designed and uploaded massive files on this post.
Is that good or bad Mark? Did you want to design me something that looked good?
Filed under: Youtube, family, life, tv, videos, work | Tags: adam and joe, Alan sugar, Colgate Girl, Joe cornish, kate, lord alan, sir alan, the apprentice, Yasmina

The Apprentice improved as a viewing experience as the season wore on but it was by no means the best. Nonetheless we had a good final (Although Rocky didn’t seem to think so.) The last pick in that horrible playground throwback at the start of the programme; he looked distinctly un-chuffed about that and never raised a smile thereafter.
It was a complicated task, creating a new chocolate brand in three days, something that even we professional marketeers would never be challenged with in real life. For much of the show Colgate Girl’s team were going to call their brand “Intimacy”, and it was going to come in three sizes; small, large and ribbed, but they saw the light and opted instead for some Faux French pish.
They were outdone in all but the taste stakes by Yasmina’s Shock and Awe brand. (It was shocking and we were awestruck by how bad the chocolate tasted; anyone for strawberry and basil?)
Did the right one win? Only Sir (sorry Lord) Alan will know. I was surprised by the outcome I have to say, but frankly I wasn’t that bothered.
Roll on next year. Apparently Margaret won’t be there as she’s gone off to finish a Phd in papyrus.
“It’s really interesting.” She unconvincingly told us.
In honour of her departure I think we need to share Joe Cornish’s outstanding tribute to her.

In 1981 I was fortunate enough to take a chance on a first time director’s movie at The Edinburgh Film Festival. The subtlety of the movie’s title – The Evil Dead – caught my eye and I was transfixed with terror as Sam Raimi treated us to a low budget classic. Of course time has passed and Raimi has climbed the Hollywood ladder and now directs Spiderman. So I was delighted to find that he was back in the horror genre, this time with a big budget, but an unknown cast. and a great title…Drag me to Hell.
I took my 14 year old daughter Ria along to see it, on her request, having warned her that it was no ordinary scary movie. That it was the real deal.
“Jesus Christ.” she shrieked about 15 times as jump after jump assailed us.
The publicity says this;
“Christine Brown has a good job, a great boyfriend, and a bright future. But in three days, she’s going to hell.”
It’s a comment on our times. The first Credit Crunch horror movie and a lesson that if you mess with gypsy women over their mortgages you’ll get what you deserve in return.

Sam Raimi makes sublime horror movies. He’s taken on board Hitchcock’s theory that 20 minutes of suspense are worth 20 seconds of horror but he condenses this. You get many, many more shocks per square yard with Raimi than you ever did with Hitchcock and yet he never overdoes them. But they come at you in wave after wave. And the humour is brilliant. He really likes a bit of sicko stuff along the way and makes the most of this.
Blood, snot, vomit, embalming fluid, they all get a run for their money. We see popped eyeballs, stapled eyeballs, flies entering orifices you wouldn’t want flies in if it was you, limbs eaten whole, animals killed and mutilated. We get fleeting shadows, whispers, banging doors, flashbacks, mysterious winds and subliminal framing.
We get NOISE. This film is so loud that even my mother could hear it.
Every single trick in the horror (and comedy horror) book is used. Is it cliched? Not a bit of it.
An instant classic that climaxes perfectly. (Maybe it could even win Oscars?)
10 out of 10. Perfection.

When James talked about “spunking it up the wall” in his CV you kind of knew the game was up. Those interviewers are a tough bunch (Karen Brady aside). Lorraine made an arse of it seemingly losing all confidence despite getting in good shape for a final place. That left Debra ‘the bitch from hell’ to fight it out with dull Yasmina and Colgate girl.
Colgate girl pissed it because we all know Sir Alan prefers blondes. But it was a surprise that dullo beat bitcho.
So. It makes for a no contest final.
Colgate it is.

I’m sure Philip agrees.
How can we, the voter, possibly make sense of the value of the vote right now?
We could vote for looney lefties, but they don’t seem to exist any more.
Fascists. Well they’re plentiful. Sorry, no, not my thing.
Or, some shade of our normal vote.
I must admit I usually vote Green at The Euro elections on the basis that they might have greater lobbying powers though a bloc vote. But I’m not (ironically) sure this time. As a liberal I thought it would be a good time for the party, relatively unscathed as it is by expenses gate. But no, its vote languishes at 19%. So no point. Again.
I think I’ll abstain.

This is a rather pleasant distraction.
Three great songs including Lille, Ocean and a Rock and Sea song.
The rest of it is a bit patchy to be honest but it’s worth it for these three alone.
She used to be Damian Rice’s backing singer apparently.
Oh, and she sewed the sleeve.
She’s a sewer.
Filed under: Arts, music | Tags: blur, brit pop, folk, graham Coxon, the spinning top

Graham Coxon has many iterations. There’s the cheeky chappie BritPop Blur guitarist, there’s the post Blur thrasher (not appealing) then the new lighter post punk pop that frequented his latter two (brilliant) albums. And now there is this. Coxon does folk.
He opens as Nick Drake, closes as Robert Wyatt and picks up a bit of Bert Jansch and even Cream in between.
The list of instruments that he and his excellent loose band of musicians (including Robyn Hitchcock) get through is quite amazing; electric guitar, soprano saxophone, drums, percussion, harmonica, retaliation guitars, bass, sompoton, barcarole concertina, farfisa compact organ, and lorenzo chord organ are Coxon’s contribution. But you can add to that; esraj, diruba, jori, taus, double bass, glockenspiel, chromatic creeping electric guitar, congas, drums, flute, indiscriminate fire electric guitar, sonar electric guitar, buoy bell and piano.
That all makes it sound like a bit of a mess. It isn’t. Far from it.
Because what drives it all along is the astounding acoustic guitar which dominates the mix throughout. In fact it’s a largely acoustic album despite that panoply of electrical gizmos. And it’s beautiful. Probably Coxon’s finest hour. Of course it will barely sell enough to cover the week’s groceries. But that’s not a problemo. He has a reunion tour with Blur coming up to pay for everything else.
His style of fingerpicking is quite remarkeable (for a thrash guitarist) and the lightness of the record is very redolent of late 60’s and early 70’s when British folk was arguably at its height. It’s poerhaps no surprise then that he dedicates the record to John Martyn.




















