JULY 2006 :: GLOBAL GATHERING 2006
I can't quite work out why, but it seems they have the interweb at festivals now? So, for no reason other than the fact I can, here's a quick Global Gathering blog letting you know who's rocking the place :)
Fergie - for proving that it is never too early in the afternoon for thumping techno
Hernan Cattaneo - for proving that there is still a time and place for prog
Eric Morillo - for dropping a handbag set on the outdoor beach stage :) "you make my love come down, you make my world go round" woowoo!
Fatboy Slim - for walking out on stage with two airhorns and proving that they can still get a crowd going.
You'll note that I resisted the temptation to go with the "walking on stage and blowing his own horn gag" I've no doubt that Digweed will manage to do that when he's on in a few hours....
16 JULY 2006 :: UNITED STATES OF LOVE
I'm sitting in a hotel room in Berlin having just been to my first Love Parade. It's now 3:00am and I still can't get to sleep. I don't mind though, there is not a lot that could phase me at the moment.
I don't really know what to say, 4 hours after it ended and I'm still speechless. This is the only thing I've been able to come up with so far: After 12 years of partying I feel like I've just had the opportunity to experience my first rave all over again.
Does that make sense? Probably not.
Maybe I'd be better off waiting a couple of days for it to sink in. I could then write hundreds of words describing the overwhelming shock, awe, fear and excitement of dancing in the middle of one million kindred spirits.
Although even then, I still don't think I could do it justice. Perhaps the only way to describe something so big and so intense is to keep it simple? It was a truly special experience, lets just leave it at that.
I've posted a few photos in the Berlin photo section. Although this mpeg might to a better job of conveying the atmosphere.
01 JULY 2006 :: WAG's
Firstly let me say a big commiseration to the England football fans. Penalties really are no way to loose a game. Itís only marginally better then having some Italian sissy take an Oscar winning dive in the box seconds from full time. But thatís another rant altogether.
Personally I blame Shrek (Wayne Rooney) Iíve said it numerous times before and Iíll now take this moment to bask in my encyclopaedic football knowledge. Heís a wanker, a liability and it was only a matter of time before he lost the plot (and Englandís chances) out there on the pitch.
There is however, at least one positive outcome from Englandís early World Cup exit. Iíll no longer have to hear about what the players wives are doing in my beloved Baden-Baden. Honestly, who could care less what a roaming pack of misfits, slappers and chavs are doing with themselves day in and day out?
I suppose it was inevitable that the British press, in keeping with their frightfully lowbrow traditions, would dedicate so many column inches to the WAGís (Wives And Girlfriends. Their term, not mine). But surely CNN and BBC World have more intelligent news to broadcast. Lets just say, off the top of my headÖ
The Israeli Soldier storm in a tea cup, NHS Privatisation tender cock up, Iraq market bombing, Bin Laden propaganda videos, yet another Labour election defeat and, just in case you want a puff piece, the Japanese PMís visit to Graceland.
So, i've got to say, surely there are more newsworthy items then the aforementioned group of tarts deciding to go and ride the rollercoaster in a German fun park?
28 JUNE 2006 :: BACK LIVE
It's always the way isn't it? You spend hours and hours putting a new website together for yourself, then you have bugger all to say once it's done! Oh well, at least it's live now. Hopefully without too many programming stuff ups!
As you can probably see it's now much more text oriented, instead of the old image heavy site. The theory being that if it is easy to update, I'll update it much more often. Will it work in practice? We'll find out soon enough :)
When you participate in sporting events, it's not whether you win or lose: it's how drunk you get.