A mess – there is no other way to describe it. As intros go, the drum pattern on “Conceptual – Form and Funktion” is a mess. The pace, without knowing what is to follow, feels too excitable; too pronounced. Why would you start a track as though imitating a panic attack? Why would you then throw in a squelch sound other than to dampen the drums; the very same drums that you want people to believe in? Because he can – because Raggy knows what is about to follow. And what is about to follow is the ultimate clubbing moment; that last tune of the night. That pace that seemed too pronounced, too excitable; quickly leads you in to the heart of the tune.
I’m not really sure why I am here any more. Once upon a time, as Lauren’s stories might begin, I started this blog to fill the space between the words I was being asked to write – and the ones I wanted to find time to write. That position has somewhat changed now. People aren’t exactly knocking down my door with commissions these days. There has also been a massive change of focus at work. No longer am I frustratingly writing in an attempt to add more creativity; more control to my life. I get that at work – with the ability to write, business writing, but it is still the skill of using words to convince. So why am I still here? Well, because of
Hello. Long time, no – whatever it is you do on here? I know I write; though I am not entirely sure what it is YOU do? Anyways. It’s been a long time since I left you, because, well, I can’t be bothered. WAIT! Don’t go – not just yet. Give me one last post before you leave (even if I MAY have left already). When I say bothered I actually mean it. What is the point of this blog? In previous years it was used to illuminate the mundanity of life. Not necessarily to you, dear (again – what is it you do?), but more so me. My output was always at its peak when, life, especially my working life, was devoid of any
Amy reads the Daily Mail. My dad reads the Daily Mail. You, the reader, may have sent me a link to the Daily Mail’s website. You all do it for different reasons. Amy is that new wave of Daily Mail reader, who only picks out the online content about celebrities, fashion – Femail life stories of interest to female readers. The sort of articles that feature real life issues or reality TV, pop and film stars. What they are up to – why they may seem relevant to “our” lives. My dad reads the Daily Mail in its physical form. He likes the puzzle section. The Sudoku – the word games. Seeing as he works in a racially diverse environment – the fruit trade –
“Right chaps. The battles lines have been drawn. Blog A. I want you to come round the rear flank of the profit making organisations that use bloggers without paying, and tweet them hard. Blog B. It’s your job to facebook status the life out of those websites that use our content without asking, and don’t link to our sites in the way we expect them to. What’s that Blog A – you’re happy to hand over your content for free, even though there is no guarantee it will lead to anything else? What about you Blog B. I take it your think any exposure is good and you simply feel honoured that a popular website is using your content without adhering to our agreed protocol?
This is just a quick post. It is a post that not many people will actually read, but its purpose is to highlight why I write a blog. Something happened on Friday in terms of my other blog, Parla Calcio? I sent a link to a football writer on twitter, as I thought they might like to read into the project I have started – to use football to learn a different language. That person, Michael Cox of Zonal Marking fame, has over 41,000 followers on twitter. He was kind enough to be polite about what I was doing, and retweeted – sent a link – to his followers. All 41,000+ of them. I casually looked at the analytics attributed to that site yesterday and