The morning listening included the second disc of Weller’s Will of the People. It’s a mixed three disc box set, wrapping up B-sides and rarities from the past decade or so of Weller’s prolific output.
The sleeve note explain how the B-side should be seen as a one off. There’s no pressure to come up with the goods; the artist can experiment and fuck around.
Disc 2 does just this, especially with the cover How Sweet It Is. Weller’s reworking is unrecognisable from Marvin’s sugar pop original. It’s a different tune with the same lyrics.
You can see why it was held over for a B-side, but it’s interesting and shows some attempt at experimentation. The old war horse has been in his prime for the past ten years or so. Seriously.
“Homes for Lambeth is being wound down by the Council, resulting in minimal meetings and legal obligations.”
Elsewhere…
BLOGGED: Garden Waste Charges to Start in 2024 with £55 Annual Fee
“The Council claims the need for alternative revenue-generating schemes to prevent the closure of leisure centres and other essential services – although charging for garden waste collection and closing leisure centres is not exactly a binary choice.”
I caught up with the BBC Nottingham look back at Forest’s season. The Reds are Staying Up said it all. It’s a great listen. I suspect it will sound even sweeter in years to come when we look back at what just happened.
I must stop wasting time watching endless Waka Waka videos on Twitter.
I cycled off for the lunchtime swim. The Trail was incredibly dry and dusty. This surprised me. I thought it rained last night? Dotty jumped on the bed at 2am soaking wet. Maybe it wasn’t rain?
What looked like a German Critical Mass contingent passed me on the Trail. There was half a dozen riders pulling trailers carrying their touring gear. German flags were flying from the rear of each trailer.
Chapeau, meine freunde!
The swim was once again so so. I finally gave up on the goggles and accepted they are fucked. The left eye kept on taking in water. I’ve got a pair in reserve that I can switch over to.
I shared a lane with some fella who was pretty fast. He didn’t have the physique to suggest this. Looks can be deceptive.
My time for the 40 lengths was 1 second than yesterday. Blame it on the porridge, Jase.
Some unexpected afternoon listening was the Steve Ignorant podcast from the Arts Centre. Yer man is bringing Crass songs to Sunny Colch later in the year.
This led to a rather loud playing of Feeding of the 5,000. Christ, that’s a scary shit of an album. It sounds like nothing else. I feel alive each time I give it a listen - which isn’t very often these days.
A bit more Buzzed: Lambeth Planning set to give green light to stage the Country Show and Pokémon Go at Brockwell Park
“Given that the officers have recommended approval for the application, and considering the commercial bookings for the Country Show, it is unlikely that the Planning Committee will refuse approval.”
Album of the Day: Tim Buckley - Greetings From L.A.
There’s some great sax and female backing vocals. I wasn’t expecting that. The L.A. in the title is dominant throughout. This is a showbiz album, again a surprise. It really is quite soulful.
⭐ ⭐ ⭐
BT mailed saying don’t forget to activate your freebie Discovery+. Wait. It’s free? This wasn’t explained when I signed my life away for the latest contract.
It’s with perfect timing as well with a summer of cycling ahead. I was a FOOL to fork out the 30 odd quit just to watch the shitty Dulwich Peter Crouch series last year.
A bit more BLOGGED: Five More Years as Colchester BID Seeks Renewal
“Expect plenty of back slapping from the LibDem Cabinet and their Labour Centrist cheerleaders. They BLOODY LOVE the Third Way concept of having a BID carry out commercial work that the Council can’t afford to do”
To Alresford! For walking football!
The past two sessions have been incredibly competitive. Our team is evolving, working, playing together and understanding each others strengths.
My strengths are running - sorry, walking - up and down the pitch, Harry Hodge style. I clocked just under 5km in the hour long session tonight.
We’ve got a round robin tournament at the weekend. I think we’ll do well with the new found club spirit since we rebranded the franchise (ha!) as Alresford Colne Rangers.
I was back at base in time to catch the Surrey run chase down at the Rose Bowl in the hit ‘n’ giggle. Blimey. That was impressive. Timed to perfection with an over to spare.
I gave Mule’s Days of May a play for the final time this year. It’s still incredibly haunting.
