Album of the Day: Klaxons - Myths of the Near Future
I’m not a fan of mash up albums. Rock, rave, Arthur, Martha etc. I’m too old school to like genres and definitions that aren’t inbreds. There’s a lot of energy, but not a lot else going off here.
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I muted all social accounts for the Rebels first thing. The women were playing in the Nat Trophy Final up in Birmingham later in the day. I would be out all day on Wiv Gigs RACE duty.
The Rebels organisation are superb at many things. Social media is included in this category. I had the BT Box set to record the match up against London Lions.
Sunday was Basketball Social Media Black Out Day.
The breakfast reading feeds threw up another new single from Diesel Park West. I gave it an online spin over slurping mouthfuls of thick porridge.
It’s half decent. Jingle, jangle music, etc. It sounds like it could have been recorded at any time over the past thirty years.
To the Sailing Club!
WivGigs was hosting the Wiv leg of the Harker’s Yard Winter Series. It’s a bloody big effort organising these events. Most club members were down at the Sailing Club by 8am.
The first race wasn’t due off until midday. There an awful lot of faffing around when launching boats ahead of a race.
The dreaded Dry Robes featured heavily.
These events are a great opportunity to get the whole club together. Usually we only see each other in groups of four or five as we launch as separate crews.
My first assigned task was cob cutting for the bacon and sausage delights. Talk about nominative determinism, etc.
It was like the Feeding of the 5,000. There was the danger that the event would become a Wiv Bake Off with a boat race thrown in.
One by one, the Harker’s Yard gigs arrived from all corners of North Essex. The prize for arriving in style had to go to Brightlingsea. They were tugged upstream and arrived ready to race on the water.
My main duty was on race control timing. I was positioned like a sentry in the timing cabin adjacent to the start and finish line.
I had one job: start and stop the timings for each boat as they time trialed up the Muddy Banks of the Colne and back.
We’re talking close to 60 individual runs, given the mens, womens and mixed races.
What could possibly go wrong, Jase?
Erm…
Launching twenty boats for each race ran like clockwork. Shout out to the two crews who also qualified for the 300 Race - a combined age of 300+ for all five crew members.
The river was bloody busy as the race afternoon continued. Boats and dinghies of various sizes cut their way up and down the river. We also had a couple of enthusiastic swans who were playing a game of frogger with the gig boats.
Eight hours later and it was all over. I was still no wiser to the Rebels result up in Birmingham.
I was back at base to catch the Man Utd Vs Newport County game in the FA Cup. And then the news that Forest will play Man Utd at the World Famous if we over Bristol City in the reply.
WINNABLE.
Sunday evening was spent watching the recording of the Rebels match.
Spoiler alert: we lost. London Lions are dominant in the British game right now, both men and women. The Rebels are doing a damn good job at disrupting the old status quo. There’s no shame in that.
Up the Rebs.