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Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Wednesday, 5 October 2011

"But I might drink a little bit more than I should tonight
And I might take you home with me if I could tonight
And I think you should let me cause I look good tonight
And we might not get tomorrow"

- Pitbull/Matt Howard (18.03.2011)

p.s. It's nearly Friday

Tuesday, 4 October 2011

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Double page spread [oh yes, that's poster size] of SPACE(!) in today's Independent courtesy of two Antennae Galaxies colliding, captured by a telescope from the not even complete yet Alma conservatory.

Being still in the midst of a sparkle obsession I've got the yearns for some glittery shoes so may have to splurge on a serious seasonal investment.

Fur and The Waterproof Bible came in the post today.

I am really looking forward to Andrew Kaufman's follow up to his unusual and affecting début All My Friends Are Superheroes* and hope it cements my fondness for his style of storytelling. Fur, I watched in full this evening, after binging on parts on youtube and it hit me particularly harder even though I knew what was coming. A really beautiful film and I am so glad it's now mine to own rather than post back to lovefilm, which has just sent me Gainsbourg, that I'll be watching tomorrow after a mid-week dinner date. Spoilt.

Currently listening to the happily Prince-esque tones of Blood Orange a.k.a Devonté Hynes (ex-pat, ex-Test Icicle, ex-Lightspeed Champion) in the form of the DJ Exotica Sage Presents : Blood Orange Home Recordings Mixtape, the Terrible Records Mixtape, and leaks of his forthcoming Coastal Grooves EP. There's a quiet rawness to all of it that leaves you wanting more but similarly accepting Hynes' obvious comfort zone. It's a lot more relaxed than the raucous punk of the Icicles and easier listening than Lightspeed but leaves you wondering if he intends to develop this style further. Because it sounds goooood.

Will be snoozing to the owl sounds from outside my window tonight. Lovely.

*one of mine & some of his

Monday, 3 October 2011

Bestival

Unfortunately Besitval had to compete with The Garden Festival this summer, but despite the weather courtesy of the tail end of hurricane Katia the Isle of Wight gave Croatia a pretty good run for its money with wigs, glitter, amaaaazing tunes, and disgraceful behaviour a plenty!

Sunday, 2 October 2011

Going Back To My Roots

Three years after first hearing about this magical place of incessant sunshine, funky beats, and all round goodtimes a ticket was bought, flight purchased, and accommodation found for 2011's instalment of Croatia's The Garden Festival.

Situated on the tip of a peninsula, shaded amongst crowd-weathered pines is a rehabilitated 60's hotel, which was at one time a series of pools and sunbathing terraces and is now dotted with beds and cocktail bars. A Terrace 'stage' juts out towards the sea, it's wooden floorboards withstanding a constant pumping bass and the appreciative stomping of a 2000 strong clientèle over the course of a week. The main stage hosts live funk and disco bands from the afternoon until dj's step in to keep the mood strong throughout the night til the early hours when party moves inside the discotheque Barbarella's in order to keep the peace with the locals who live in the surrounding fishing village of Petrcane.

The intimate atmosphere cannot be praised enough as, in light of growing UK festivals, the friendly, live feel of outdoor, 3-7 day long music events is what makes them so special. I am nevertheless looking forward to returning with glee to Glastonbury come 2013, but this summer has convinced me that Croatia can have my 2012, my body, mind & soul. Take them tan them, infuse them with glorious music, relax them and send them home happy. Again.