These are more photos that I used in the 'Transitions' exhibition in Kobe. The first is from a small shrine up in the foreign (Kitano) area in Kobe (close to the nice Starbucks - you know the one, the REALLY nice one). The second is on a tree round the back of Ikuta shrine in the lovely garden area. The third is down a back street behind the big Daiei in Sannomiya and the third picture is of the front of a cake shop/cafe opposite Family Mart near Nada JR (and near my apartment building).
The music I like, the art I like, the films I like, the art I paint and the poems I write. Etceteraraaaaa.
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
A Few Photos From a Few Years Ago in Japan.
I took these 5 years ago, before I had a digital camera even! The first one is one of my first decent photos from Japan. It's from my hotel room on the morning after we arrived. Just happened to have a good view of Mount Fuji. The second one is from up Mount Maya in Kobe and the last 2 are from our hotel in Hokkaido.
Monday, 27 June 2011
Dolphin Photo
This is a very simple post. I love this photo. It was taken near Sandgate in kent and reminds me that occasionally we have interesting wildlife in the UK. It reminds me, also, of seeing a seal swimming around in a harbour in Cornwall, while we were holidaying down there one time.
Friday, 24 June 2011
Little Dragon - Little Man at SXSW
They appeared on Gorillaz Plastic Beach. This song sounds amazing. They've got a bit of a Tricky/Massive Attack type vibe to them. They're Swedish from Gothenburg. The Singer is Yukimi Nagano. Her mum is Swedish American and her Dad is Japanese.
...Not Turning Freezers Off to Conserve Energy.
I am writing this angrily. Maybe that's not coming across, BUT I AM! JOLLY-WELL!!! In the last few days people here in Kobe have started to try to conserve energy. I don't know if there's a good reason (although it's usually a good thing, obviously), but what I do know is that I bought a packet of tiny choc-ice things (called Pino) today and the shop (called Don Quixote) must have turned the freezers off sometime recent to then, because they were all half-melted! Turn the air-con off. Turn the lights off. Turn the fire-alarms off. Don'T turn off the freezer with the ice-creams in it!!! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( ≥∆≤)ノ”” MELT MY ICE-CREAM ONE MORE TIME SUCKER!!!! I'LL TAKE YOU DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
REPEATING AND REPEATING AND REPEATING Robert Hood - The Pace
I understand there's a few versions of this, so I posted the 2 I liked most (out of the 3 I found). I'm saying this like I know a lot about techno (and Robert Hood). I don't, but I think it's extremely interesting. It's the closest to modern (or post-modern or post-post-modern) art that popular music comes I think. These are tight loops of concentrated funk. It's very infectious.
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Train People
These were painted from photographs I took of real people on trains in Japan. Trains are very quiet places in Japan. People are coming to and from work (and from school) at all times. No matter what time you catch a train, there'll always be a business man or a school child somewhere on it. People are just thinking, reading comic books, studying or playing video games. It's more rare to see people chatting on trains here than it is back home as making noise is seen as disturbing people. My mum and dad loved it, when they came to visit me!
I don't know what the people in these paintings are thinking or dreaming about, I just tried to catch a moment. The drawings are just heavy graphite pencil and watercolours on blank watercolour postcards. I wanted to draw the pictures in one go, without rubbing out any lines or correcting anything, so it would maybe look more believable. I got through a lot of postcards, since my sense of scale is awful!
Monday, 20 June 2011
Thumbs Up For Rock n Roll!
I don't know quite why I found this so funny - it's probably not that funny really. His voice towards the middle of the clip is hilarious though. Thumbs up for rock n roll.
Sunday, 19 June 2011
Tyondai Braxton of Battles - Simply astounding!
Please please please listen to this. It's the reason that manufactured, conveyor-belt, Simon Cowshed pop isn't worth the paper it's printed on. This is a guy from the group 'Battles'. I would love to know what movie he had in his head when he wrote it . AND what a name -Tyondai Braxton. Unless your name's Yoda or Buster Merryfield, it's pretty unbeatable.
Saturday, 18 June 2011
Friday, 17 June 2011
3 Trapped Tigers! Amazing New Band!
Amazing
New
Band.
VERY
Excited
!!!!!
New
Band.
VERY
Excited
!!!!!
Wednesday, 15 June 2011
Takedao Abandoned Train Tunnels
My Japanese friend lives in Takarazuka, but she had no idea that all of this was nearby, in Takedao. The conversation went something like this:
I said, “It’s like a valley with a river and lots of trees and nature.”
She said “Really?”
and I said “Yes! With 6 train tunnels that aren’t used anymore. You can walk through them”.
She said "I never knew that!"
I said "Really?! It's really close to Takarazuka. With lots of trees and a big river. And a hiking trail. And 6 disused train tunnels. You can walk through them. Lots of foreigners know it."
She was surprised that she had no idea about this beautiful place, which is just a few minutes on the train from her hometown. I think that, sometimes, in Japan (although similarly in the uk, with regards to the British countryside), people get so used to the mountains in the background that they don't think much about the nature that's around. Also, I think that we are so addicted to conveniences that we don't realise that it's these conveniences that are dragging us down. I get like that too. I complain a little about the lack of nature in cities here, but I don't make enough of an effort to go walking in the mountains or ride my bike somewhere nice. Being in a city can be tiring, so it's nice to try and escape to somewhere like here. On a sunny day it looks amazing.
It’s an easy walking trail, but it’s different to most. On this one you walk through 6 disused train tunnels. Therefore, you should remember 2 things –
1) Bring a flashlight that's bright. A dim flashlight will be of no use, because some of the tunnels are pitch black. My flashlight was cheap and I couldn’t see ANYTHING hardly. So please take a bright one or it'll be hard to see your hand in front of your face.
2) Bring a friend. Foreign people always say how safe Japan is and are often really stupid about these kinds of places. They treat Japan like it's a sanctuary from crime, set up and sponsored by the Disney corporation. Tunnel 5 is long and completely black, so be sensible and go with a friend.
Warnings finished!
The scenery is beautiful and the river is too. It’s the side of Japan that I like the most. Even if you’re scared (like my girlfriend was, ha ha [Chiharu]!) and don’t want to go through all of the tunnels, then even walking halfway (and across a lovely railway bridge) and turning back again is still a nice experience. If you walk all the way, then you’ll come to another town. Me and my friend turned round when we arrived and walked back through the tunnels, but I’m sure there must be a station there.
There’s about a million ghost stories in Japan, so you could either read up on them before you go (and terrify yourself and others), or try not to think about them as you’re walking through the darkness, as it can be a tad spooky! Either way, it’s a lot of fun and the scenery is very rewarding. I really hope you enjoy it! I'll definitely try and pay it another visit soon.
Friday, 10 June 2011
This Punctured Sky
"Oh dear, it looks like the rainy season." said Pooh-san.
A crack of thunder,
A bolt of light,
And we two under
(with coats pulled tight)
this punctured sky,
That rain falls through, tonight.
Things That Look Like Faces
I took these for an exhibition in Kobe at Kobe Art Village Centre in May, which seems like a great place by the way. The JET Program teachers in Kobe have started putting this exhibition on each year (beginning 3 years ago). The theme this year was 'Transitions'. When I came to Japan I noticed that Japanese people like to make characters out of everything they can and so there are many many objects and animals with faces, from chairs and bears to tofu and poopoo. To illustrate this, I thought I'd take some photos from around the area, of things with faces. There's a lot of them and I'm going to keep taking a few more so here's just 4 of them. Hope they make you laaaarf.
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Daniel Tammet on Kim Peek
I posted a video of a documentary called 'The Boy with the Amazing Brain. Well here's some info on Daniel Tammet (the boy in question) and Kim Peek, who was the inspiration for Dustin Hoffman's Rain Man character and who died a few years ago. At the end is a piece of writing from Daniel Tammet's blog about when he met Kim Peek. The blog writing was written after Kim passed away.
Excerpt about Daniel from ‘A Genius Explains’ by Richard Johnson
Daniel Tammet is an autistic savant. He can perform mind-boggling mathematical calculations at breakneck speeds. But unlike other savants, who can perform similar feats, Tammet can describe how he does it. He speaks seven languages and is even devising his own language. Now scientists are asking whether his exceptional abilities are the key to unlock the secrets of autism. (Saturday 12th February 2005)
Excerpt about Kim Peek from Wikipedia
Laurence Kim Peek (November 11, 1951 – December 19, 2009) was an American savant. Known as a "megasavant", he had a photographic or eidetic memory, but also social difficulties, possibly resulting from a developmental disability related to congenital brain abnormalities. He was the inspiration for the character of Raymond Babbitt, played by Dustin Hoffman, in the movie Rain Man. Unlike Babbitt, Peek was not autistic, and likely had FG syndrome.
There is speculation that his neurons made unusual connections [in his brain] due to the absence of a corpus callosum, which resulted in an increased memory capacity. According to Peek's father, Fran Peek, Kim was able to memorize things from the age of 16–20 months. He read books, memorized them, and then placed them upside down on the shelf to show that he had finished reading them, a practice he maintained. He read a book in about an hour, and remembered almost everything he had read, memorizing vast amounts of information in subjects ranging from history and literature, geography, and numbers to sports, music, and dates. It is believed he could recall the content of at least 12,000 books from memory. Peek lived in Murray, Utah.
Peek did not walk until the age of four and then in a sidelong manner. He could not button up his shirt and had difficulty with other ordinary motor skills, presumably due to his damaged cerebellum, which normally coordinates motor activities. In psychological testing, Peek scored below average (87) on general IQ tests.
Post from Daniel Tammet’s Blog after Kim Peek Died
A Tribute to Kim Peek (1951-2009)
I would like to say a few words to pay tribute to Kim Peek, who passed away December 19th, at age 58. I was informed yesterday morning, but wanted to await Kim’s father Fran’s permission before making the news public.
For those who don’t know, Kim was the inspiration for Dustin Hoffman’s character in the Oscar-winning movie ‘Rain Man’.
I met Kim and his father Fran in July 2004, in Salt Lake City, Utah. Our time together was filmed for the documentary film “Brainman” (pun intended) and many viewers subsequently told me that this sequence was the highlight of the film. I also dedicated a chapter of my 2006 memoir “Born On A Blue Day” to our encounter.
Kim was a remarkable human being, blessed with astonishing mental gifts; he also battled numerous handicaps throughout his life. At the same time, he was funny, provocative, and down-to-earth. I remember fondly how he regaled me (and the documentary’s film crew) with all manner of facts and jokes, tunes and anecdotes. When I interviewed his father Fran, he was unsurprisingly extremely proud of his son, and vividly described Kim’s history and current life, which included much travel across the States with the important message that difference needn’t be a disability, because everyone’s different.
The memory I most treasure of Kim is of our mutual feelings of joy and excitement at finding someone who understood, in some small way, what it was like to think and feel and perceive the world very differently. We spent a long time swapping facts and figures with the kind of affection normally reserved for the gossip and reminiscences of old friends. And it really did feel as if we had known each other for years. There was a warm and wonderful ease and intimacy between us. I was and remain profoundly moved and inspired by the experience.
Meeting Kim and Fran helped me to learn much about what it means to be a savant, and a man. Kim faced his condition, its blessings and its burdens, with great courage, humour, and dignity. I must also pay homage to the tremendous and untiring dedication of Fran, on whom Kim depended and of whom he famously said: “We share the same shadow.”
Rest in Peace. (Monday 21st December 2009)
I would like to say a few words to pay tribute to Kim Peek, who passed away December 19th, at age 58. I was informed yesterday morning, but wanted to await Kim’s father Fran’s permission before making the news public.
For those who don’t know, Kim was the inspiration for Dustin Hoffman’s character in the Oscar-winning movie ‘Rain Man’.
I met Kim and his father Fran in July 2004, in Salt Lake City, Utah. Our time together was filmed for the documentary film “Brainman” (pun intended) and many viewers subsequently told me that this sequence was the highlight of the film. I also dedicated a chapter of my 2006 memoir “Born On A Blue Day” to our encounter.
Kim was a remarkable human being, blessed with astonishing mental gifts; he also battled numerous handicaps throughout his life. At the same time, he was funny, provocative, and down-to-earth. I remember fondly how he regaled me (and the documentary’s film crew) with all manner of facts and jokes, tunes and anecdotes. When I interviewed his father Fran, he was unsurprisingly extremely proud of his son, and vividly described Kim’s history and current life, which included much travel across the States with the important message that difference needn’t be a disability, because everyone’s different.
The memory I most treasure of Kim is of our mutual feelings of joy and excitement at finding someone who understood, in some small way, what it was like to think and feel and perceive the world very differently. We spent a long time swapping facts and figures with the kind of affection normally reserved for the gossip and reminiscences of old friends. And it really did feel as if we had known each other for years. There was a warm and wonderful ease and intimacy between us. I was and remain profoundly moved and inspired by the experience.
Meeting Kim and Fran helped me to learn much about what it means to be a savant, and a man. Kim faced his condition, its blessings and its burdens, with great courage, humour, and dignity. I must also pay homage to the tremendous and untiring dedication of Fran, on whom Kim depended and of whom he famously said: “We share the same shadow.”
Rest in Peace. (Monday 21st December 2009)
Tom Friedman
I don't know much about Tom Friedman except that he makes me laugh and his art has something to do with commercial products and repetition maybe. I'll look into it more tomorrow, but here's a few photographs. The last 2 in particular would make me lol if I didn't hate it when people wrote lol. He also seems to like the circular form, which I'm interested in myself. The artwork in the last picture is not actually the block - that's just the plinth. It's a sphere of space above plinth, which has been cursed by a witch. What makes it more real, the idea of it having been visited by the witches physical presence or the introduction of the idea of a sphere shape (of nothing)? Anyway, it makes me laugh. Job done.
1. Untitled 1995 Toothpicks 66 x 76.2 x 58.4 cm 26 x 30 x 23"
2. Untitled 1990 The artist writes his signature repeatedly for the life of a pen 106.7 cm
3. Tom Friedman, Untitled 1999/2002 wooden school chair, 35 x16-½ x 24-½ inches Courtesy Mary Boone Gallery
4. Two By Four 1990 A 2 x 4in wooden plank painted in acrylic to look exactly like itself 121.9 x 9.5 x 4.5 cm
5. Untitled - A Curse 1992 An 11inch sphere of space floating 11inch above the top of a pedestal cursed by a witch 133.4 x 28 x 28 cm
Tuesday, 7 June 2011
Elbow
Lippy kids on the corner again
Lippy kids on the corner begin
Settling like crows
Though I never perfected the simian stroll
The cigarette senate was everything then
Do they know those days are golden
Build a rocket boys
One long June
I came down from the trees
and kerbstone cool
You were a freshly painted angel
Walking on walls
Stealing booze and hour long hungry kisses
And nobody knew me at home anymore
Build a rocket boys
Lippy kids on the corner begin
Settling like crows
Though I never perfected the simian stroll
The cigarette senate was everything then
Do they know those days are golden
Build a rocket boys
One long June
I came down from the trees
and kerbstone cool
You were a freshly painted angel
Walking on walls
Stealing booze and hour long hungry kisses
And nobody knew me at home anymore
Build a rocket boys
I love Elbow and this song. It's off their last album. I got into Elbow a bit late (despite seeing them do a very tiny gig at Glastonbury, previously). I couldn't pick a favourite line. They're all perfect. I wasn't such a rebellious teen! But it still conjures up images being that age. Here's a paragraph that someone called 'niteflite01' on songmeanings.com -
The song was written in defense of the British teenager, and the tabloid press's criticism of youngsters who lurk around on street corners attired in hooded sweatshirts. Guy Garvey explained that it's a reaction to "the anti-hoody s*** that goes on in the media, the thought that if you hang around on a street corner you're a criminal."
Although I always say how horrible kids are, it's nice to have someone standing up for them. Viva Guy Garvey. He's Radio 6 shows great too.
Monday, 6 June 2011
Kleopatra
Me and the Chi attended a food festival in Kobe today. Sat on the grass and ate tandoori chicken kebab/chicken curry and watched an angry father chase a mental toddler around (laughing in hysterics) and try to reprimand him for throwing ice at people.
After failing to find hot milk tea (I am tutting) and whisking round IKEA (2 new dish brushes for me, thank you very much), we had Egyptian food for tea (meaning dinner) at a restaurant called Kleopatra (also in Kobe). It was pretty simple stuff and the chicken, chips and salad reminded me of pub grub, but that's certainly not a bad thing and was definitely appreciated by my taste buds. Pasta and rice with spicy tomato sauce was interesting! Not a combination I've considered before, but we enjoyed it thoroughly and since Chiharu was already wearing her Egyptian-style necklace, it seemed appropriate to pay Kleopatra a visit. I shall return.
www.internations.org/guide/view/kleopatra-restaurant:::7213
www.kleopatrajp.com/
After failing to find hot milk tea (I am tutting) and whisking round IKEA (2 new dish brushes for me, thank you very much), we had Egyptian food for tea (meaning dinner) at a restaurant called Kleopatra (also in Kobe). It was pretty simple stuff and the chicken, chips and salad reminded me of pub grub, but that's certainly not a bad thing and was definitely appreciated by my taste buds. Pasta and rice with spicy tomato sauce was interesting! Not a combination I've considered before, but we enjoyed it thoroughly and since Chiharu was already wearing her Egyptian-style necklace, it seemed appropriate to pay Kleopatra a visit. I shall return.
www.internations.org/guide/view/kleopatra-restaurant:::7213
www.kleopatrajp.com/
Sunday, 5 June 2011
En-Joyed
I am en-joyed
To be in your presence,
Like a lamb
to be in his flock,
Like a snug flake of chocolate
in the crease of a cushion,
Like a fool
at the helm of a yacht!
The photo was taken on our way to Disney Land in Tokyo I think.
Friday, 3 June 2011
Sweetcorn. Veg, Grain or Fruit? Hmmm, Let's Investestigate!
I was having a discussion with a student about the tomato being a fruit. She was quite surprised and the subject of sweetcorn came up. Having said that I thought it was a grain rather than a fruit or veg, I decided to investigate. The internet proved largely to be a steaming pile poop, upon this subject - people with far more cranium capacity than brain capacity giving their tuppence worth, based on N.O.T.H.I.N.G (I hate you people). But I found one explanation that I liked, from www.extension.org, which claims to be...
"...an interactive learning environment delivering the best, most researched knowledge from the smartest land-grant university minds across America."
Boring? I DON'T THINK SO!!! It's educational. I thought it was interesting anyway.
"...an interactive learning environment delivering the best, most researched knowledge from the smartest land-grant university minds across America."
Trust America to know about corn. Even if they still don't understand that chicken and sweetcorn pizza is amazing. Here is their explanation :
Corn seed is actually a vegetable, a grain, and a fruit.
Corn seed is a vegetable because it is harvested for eating. (Usually sweet corn when grain is harvested at the milk stage.)
Corn seed is a grain because it is a dry seed of a grass species. (Usually field corn when harvested after the grain is relatively dry.)
Corn seed is a fruit because that is the botanical definition.
More details follow.
Corn (Zea mays) is sometimes called a vegetable grain. Corn is a monocotyledon with only one seed leaf like grasses. The easily identified "grains" (or cereal plants/grasses) such as wheat, oats, and barley are also monocots. A grain is defined as the harvested dry seeds or fruit of a cereal grass, or the term can refer to the cereal grasses collectively.
Field corn that is harvested when the seeds are dry would thus be considered a grain. Sweet corn when harvested before maturity is usually considered a vegetable. It is grown to be eaten fresh as a tender vegetable rather than as a dried grain suitable for grinding into flour or meal. A vegetable is defined as a plant cultivated for an edible part or parts such as roots, stems, leaves, flowers, or seeds/fruit.
If you want to be very precise, all cereal grains could be called vegetables, but by convention we separate the cereal grains from the rest of the "vegetables" such as peas, lettuce, potatoes, cabbage, etc.
David Nash - Ash Dome
This is something I looked at during my circle project at Uni. Just thought I'd post some pics. It's 22 Ash trees planted on the property of David Nash, an artist who lives (or at least did in 1977) in Cae'n-y-coed in North Wales. Over about 30 years he grew them into a circular formation.
The Boy With the Incredible Brain.
This is part 5, the last part. Can't wait to read the book.
Thursday, 2 June 2011
I found the top video on a youtube channel that I subscribe to, by someone called althazarr. I couldn't find the video to bring it up here, so I posted the top one by westoledoguy. The channel I subscribe to posts a lot of old 78 records from the 50s etc. THEN I realised it was also a Nat King Cole song and my dad would very sad if I didn't post that one too. There was a live version of him (Nat, not my dad) singing it, but the recorded version is slower and more soothing. Enjoy!
Sorry to the Chi for posting this too late... (Howlin Wolf and Planningtorock)
...I'm going to sleep now!!!! (Planningtorock sound amazing!)
Wednesday, 1 June 2011
The Boy With the Incredible Brain
Part 3. I've also got a book on him, which I can't wait to read.
The Boy With the Incredible Brain
Here's part 2. I'm also about to start a book about him, so I shall report back!
Go Litel Bok by Mark Haddon
The book of poems this was taken from (and the ony one I've ever read front to back) was panned in a review I read from The Observer. I was a bit upset because some of it's brilliant. Some seems like nonsense but the good stuff is amazing. This poem takes me me into a different world and every time I read it I get something new or understand a different part of it. I just read, on his website, that when he was writing it he tried (and succeeded) to keep each line to 12 syllables. I didn't know people did things like that and I'm not sure why, but I'm impressed anyway.
Go, Litel Bok
Ladies and Gentlemen, members of the jury.
Those of my trade, we are like the badger or the mole.
We work alone in darkness, guided by tiny
candles which we do not share, sweating to give birth
to replacement planets where things happen which don't.
And sometimes the hard jigsaw becomes a picture
and not a car accident. More rarely we place
our fingers adroitly on the frets or keyboard
and multitudes plummet through the small white trapdoor
which bears our hieroglyphs. Then we are taken up
into the blaze and shout of the conurbations
to make words in the air and strike the strange pose
from the clothing catalogue. But sometimes we see
a swallow in wintertime. And the talking horse
and the sad girl and the village under the sea
descend like stars into a land of long evenings
and radically different vegetables
and a flex is run from our hearts into the hearts
of those who do not know the meaning of the words
cardigan or sleet. And there is no finer pudding.
Now I am like that cow in the nursery rhyme.
The fire I have felt beneath your shirts. These cloisters.
Red mullet with honey. This surprisingly large
slab of Perspex. Your hands are on me. But this man
is another man. The clock chimes, my pumpkin waits
and the frog drums his gloved fingers on the dashboard.
May the god whose thoughts are like a tent of white light
above the laundry and the pigeons of this town
walk always by your side. My burrow calls. Good night.
Go, Litel Bok
Ladies and Gentlemen, members of the jury.
Those of my trade, we are like the badger or the mole.
We work alone in darkness, guided by tiny
candles which we do not share, sweating to give birth
to replacement planets where things happen which don't.
And sometimes the hard jigsaw becomes a picture
and not a car accident. More rarely we place
our fingers adroitly on the frets or keyboard
and multitudes plummet through the small white trapdoor
which bears our hieroglyphs. Then we are taken up
into the blaze and shout of the conurbations
to make words in the air and strike the strange pose
from the clothing catalogue. But sometimes we see
a swallow in wintertime. And the talking horse
and the sad girl and the village under the sea
descend like stars into a land of long evenings
and radically different vegetables
and a flex is run from our hearts into the hearts
of those who do not know the meaning of the words
cardigan or sleet. And there is no finer pudding.
Now I am like that cow in the nursery rhyme.
The fire I have felt beneath your shirts. These cloisters.
Red mullet with honey. This surprisingly large
slab of Perspex. Your hands are on me. But this man
is another man. The clock chimes, my pumpkin waits
and the frog drums his gloved fingers on the dashboard.
May the god whose thoughts are like a tent of white light
above the laundry and the pigeons of this town
walk always by your side. My burrow calls. Good night.
A Curious Quote
I'm really really rubbish at maths. I can't even split taxi fares when I'm sober. But I love this quote from Mark Haddon. It's from his book The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime, which seems to have been so widely read that even I've read it. It's a quote that makes me feel less stupid about not understanding anything at all about life!
"Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical, but you could never work out all the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them."
"Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical, but you could never work out all the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them."
The Boy With the Incredible Brain
No, not me! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! This is part 1 of a documentary on a guy called Daniel Tammet. I'll have to watch it again too because all I properly remember is that it's really good. I'll post part 2 tomorrow (or you could look on youtube). I love it because he seems so normal and I love interesting things that seem to happen naturally and randomly.
Maria Lionza by Devendra Banhart
This was produced by Paul Butler from the Bees. I was so happy to find out he produced Devendra's album. I'm yet to hear Devendra's new one (or last one) or The Bees new one, but it just gives me more to look forward to. It's such a gorgeous tune.
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