Monthly Archives: July 2002

Now here’s the thing. When I told certain people I was going to the Bryan Adams concert I was met with ridicule. You know the sort – stiffled laughter that folk put on when they want to dis’ something but they aren’t sure why they’re dis’ing it.

So, along with 20,000 other people on Saturday night, I really enjoyed myself at the Bryan Adams concert in Liverpool on Saturday regardless of those who mock. And I’m not in the least bit ashamed… nor do I feel that my “street cred” (whatever that is) has taken any knocks due to it being the second Bryan Adams concert that I’ve attended.

What I don’t get is wankers who take the piss out of what music other people listen to. It’s so pathetic that I really struggle to grasp what the deal is with that. There are people out there who are into darn sight weirder shit than Bryan Adams, and when they say “I’m into weird shit like DeathMonkey FuckBomb” (name made up at random for shock value) people tend to go “Cool…” as if they’ve heard of the DMFB crew and dig all they stand for.

What is it with that?

For fucks sake take it back to the students union!

I taketh no piss from folk regarding their taste in music, yet I know folk who listen to rap because they are wannabe gangsta’s. I know folk who are into dark metal, and think it makes them “hard”, when to be honest they couldn’t be further from the image of the genre.

One of the coolest people I have the pleasure of knowing is good old Ade. And although Ade has a wide and deep taste in music, I have never known him to take the piss out of whatever I listen to, simply because he has different tastes.

So, by that token, I’m going to make the radical claim that you can still be cool and let people enjoy their own taste in music. It’s okay – really… no, honest it is okay… you can still be a gangsta… you can still head bang with the best of ’em… it really is that simple… go on, try it… live and let live.

Well, those pesky migraines have disappeared as strangely and as swiftly as they arrived, before I even got my glasses too. I’m pretty pleased to be able to use the computer again without things going all squirly.

Except the weather has been so good the last few days that I haven’t even wanted to… weird.

Gawd damn if a year of sitting beside Mr Jess Unwin hasn’t made me try to think of a clever headline for a journal entry even when I am pissed off.

Anyhow – my sight is screwed. Totally. Well, not totally, but it might as well be. Started on Friday last week and I just cant look at a screen for long without a migraine setting in swiftly, so I’m on borrowed time here. (Actually, if we’re being specific it started around 20 years ago when I sat in my room the whole weekend keying in a space invaders program into my Spectrum 48k – I got a headache then too, but I digress.)

Anyhow, I am royally funked off about it, as I’m doing some very cool stuff ™ at the moment for the intranet at work, and I’m trying to get my teeth back in to C++ at home. Which could be the problem in itself, really; far too much screen time.

This is just a quick dive onto the web to order a card for my Aunty Mary’s birthday (online, natch), and I thought I’d fire in an update before my sight looks like I’m wearing someone else’s glasses and the headache comes back again.

Incidentally, I did go for an eye test this afternoon – they said I was slightly long sighted, but it was debatable whether I needed glasses. I got a voucher for some free ones, so I reckon I’ll get them anyway and maybe just use them for screen work. Cant do any further harm, I suppose.

The only thing left to do is wait for the eyestrain to go away so I can use the computer again. I hate being an addict!

Ah well, back to the darkened room and a new found appreciation of music…