Ping

I should probably write more, I reckon. It hasn’t half been a while (again). This blog will be 20 next year, so it’d be a shame if it continued to lay dormant here on this unloved corner of the web. Are blogs still a thing? I suppose there’s Medium and Substack and the like for that now, and the kids are all busy making Tik Toks and whatnot. Anywho. Feel like 2022 should be a…

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The Youth of Yesterday

Rather like that Douglas Adams quote and the xkcd comic about getting old and fearing technology, it seems that once you reach a certain age you become gripped with the feeling that the youth of today are nothing but no good layabouts who know nothing and expect the moon on a stick to be handed to them on a plate… You know. This sort of thing, which popped up in my Facebook feed earlier today:…

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Oh Man. Twenty Years. Where The Hell Did That Go?

It has come to my attention that the third Manics album, The Holy Bible, was released twenty years ago today, on the 29th of August 1994. I have a clear memory of catching the bus into Southport, as a spotty 16 year old, to go and buy it from Our Price. It was the first CD that I ever bought with my own money. Of course I’d bought records before — so, so many embarrassing…

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