F1 is currently not very interesting. While we saw dominance from Lewis and Mercedes, there was still a variety of winners and pole-sitters. While I respect the talent, Max is cruising to victories. It's enough for me to not watch the races and just wait for YouTube highlights.
The off-track drama is much more entertaining at this point. Entertaining and, in the case of Christian Horner, pretty gross. He's holding on to his position so tight that, like an ice cube, it'll just melt unless he loosens his grip a little. Lewis decamping to Ferrari was something, Adrian Newey leaving Red Bull and his move to the red team being all but confirmed might give the long suffering tifosi some release.
Thee Silver Mt Zion Orchestra, The Scala, London, 30th April 2007, £15.00
Seventeen years ago, so I can't remember a great deal about this show. The Scala is a small venue, with the audience being all the up to the stage. I have been a balcony dweller for a while, and this was no different.
This is before the ubiquity of phones, and as such the audience was silent for most of the performance, in particular during BlindBlindBlind where the last few minutes are a cappella. There probably wasn't a dry eye in the room.
If you like music that sounds like it's retelling an apocalypse, this is for you.
Battles - EP C/B EP
Before getting popular with Mirrored, Battles released a pair of EPs that are packaged together here. Released on Warp, it's high quality as you'd expect. I really enjoy this; it's before they added any vocals and a long time before half the band left. There is some chin-stroking pretentiousness to it, which as I have got older I have come to appreciate while also not feeling the need to pretend to like it when it's clearly an experiment that should have been left in the studio.
Recruiters and weird my-job-is-so-deep influencers being awful on LinkedIn is neither new or surprising. Using recent hype-cycle Netflix series as the basis for some bullshit post is common, but for them to be using Baby Reindeer in this way is extremely gross.
The true story of a man's ordeal of stalking and violent sexual assault should not be fodder for engagement.
I never watch golf. I can't really see the appeal. And while I can appreciate that it's very difficult, the huge scale and distances that the ball is being played makes it hard to appreciate the nuance.
Snooker should be very boring to watch but I can observe men dressed like butlers holding sticks for a very long time. Too long, let's say.
I'll use ancient Egypt as an example but you can apply a variation of this to pretty much any conspiracy theory.
People who cannot comprehend ancients devising slow and methodical techniques to carve stone and then throw endless human suffering at it to move it would rather decide that there must have been some kind of alien intervention or lost technology.
'If I can't understand something, it must be because the real answer is something NO ONE understands.'
When manufacture is outsourced to China it creates an entire secondary market of genuine fakes. The same factories that produce the real thing in the quantities ordered will also produce some extras to sell on the side.
They're identical. Side-by-side you couldn't tell the difference but it's the lack of a true connection to the brand that makes them technically fake.
With limited run Nikes being hoovered up by collectors and resold at a premium, the genuine fakes are a way to get the same item and actually wear them without the stupid markup.
These Tom Sachs Mars Yard 2.0 Nikes are something I want, and while £175 is far below any kind of official pricing, it's still way beyond what I can spend.