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Over six weeks ago, in a post entitled “League & Council”, I told you all that I had had a good idea. A really really good idea, that was so good I wanted to get it right when I shared it.

I haven’t forgotten. I will in fact try to find time tonight or tomorrow.

“League” has changed to “Order”, now though.
–c.

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Now playing: Velvet Revolver – Mary Mary
via FoxyTunes

WORD.

Thank you, Marcus. Thank you for bothering to put into words exactly how I feel about everything concerning religion. I’m a busy man and I don’t have time to be as reasoned as eloquent as you.

Go on, watch it. All of it.

–c.
(via Jonah)

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Now playing: Cooper, Alice – Wind-Up Toy
via FoxyTunes

To compensate for the titanic post of tedium most delirious wot I wrought yesterday, I bring you today Thirty Thousand Streets.

Oddly poignant and eminently readable short stories based on one young man’s experiences of moving to London. Only two instalments at this time, but as Shaw Taylor would have advised, keep ‘em peeled for more.

(Via Ade).
–c.

I have had an idea so good, with so much potential, that I hesitate to share it.

Really. I’ve held off posting it all day, partially because I was working, but mostly because I didn’t want to make a mess of it and shoot my bolt prematurely. I have decided I will share it though – it’s just a case of having time to get it right.

Jonah, you will dig it the most. No, really.

No, but really, though.

–c.

You watch – there’ll be a hosepipe ban by the end of July.

–c.

So the European Space Agency are seeking volunteers for a simulated manned trip to Mars. As a life-long science (and science fiction) fan with particular interest in the Solar System and space exploration as a whole, I’m absolutely fascinated by this, and can only hope and pray that a manned mission to the red planet happens during my lifetime.

Of course, the cynic in me points out that the real question here is “Where will they fake the landing?”

–c.

This is the best thing I’ve seen on the internet in fucking ages.

We Feel Fine

Utterly wonderful. Open it, play around with it, click things, be sure to check out the different streams like Murmurs and Montage.

That’s the kind of thing the internet is there for, in my opinion. Gorgeous and heartwarming. I feel happy I discovered “We Feel Fine”.

–c.

For almost as long as I’ve had a website, I’ve had little randomised quotes that I like from songs popping up in various places. In the previous incarnation of clivemurray.com they were up in the header, in this version they’re over there in the sidebar. Look! Over there!

Well one of these is from a Wildhearts song called “29x The Pain”, and it goes “Where you hiding, Richey James?”. I was introduced to the Wildhearts by an old flatmate, Dave The Goth. He lent me his Wildhearts’ Greatest Hits album, which I um… still have. Anyway, I grew to love most of the songs on there, and “29x The Pain” was one of the best.

Some time after I had entered that lyric into the list of quotes (there are 113 at the moment) I heard the song on the radio and listened out for that particular line – most of the song consists of namechecks to Ginger’s influences, so it can be hard to pick a particular one out – but even though I was concentrating on each line as it went by, I couldn’t find the Richey James reference.

I thought no more of it for some time, deciding that I must have just been distracted at the critical… ooh look, a bee!

But then this exact event happened again, and I became mildly freaked out. I went home and listened to my version of the song and sure enough, there it was. I wasn’t imagining it. And until today I have simply assumed that on both occasions I must have lost concentration at the crucial moment.

Happy was I, then, to discover just now that there are two recordings of the song, and the line in question is only in one of them.

Phew.
–c.