Via the rapidly-becoming-required-reading Coilhouse, Dame Shirley Bassey covering Pink’s “Get This Party Started” with the most over-the-top-campy-goth video I’ve seen in a while.
Something for almost everyone…
Via the rapidly-becoming-required-reading Coilhouse, Dame Shirley Bassey covering Pink’s “Get This Party Started” with the most over-the-top-campy-goth video I’ve seen in a while.
Miss Tsunami
Will everyone stop being insane now?
This 25/200/1000 emails thing is not about how may individual emails you get, as anyone that bothered to look into it for five minutes would find out.
It’s not about notifications on your own journal, or anything like that. As far as I can see, if you used to automatically get notifications (for your own posts, for community posts), you will continue to get them.
You just have a limit on the number of conversations that you would *not* normally get notifications for that you can track. You know, that totally new feature that they introduced a few months back? The one that’s always had those limits?
You aren’t being fucked in the ear, except perhaps by your own laziness in accepting what you read without looking for the background.
Bloodspell
I was going to write something about Bloodspell, the feature edit of which is now available from the Bloodspell website, but I find that Charlie Stross, renowned clever bastard and author has rather beaten me to it. This is the bit that rather got at the hairs on the back of my neck as a thing that is both true, and not something I’d considered up to this point:
“And remember: this isn’t about to replace Hollywood tomorrow, but if Marvel and DC Comics aren’t feeling the chill wind down the back of their neck, they’re asleep at the switch. Because as streaming internet media players become ubiquitous, this sort of thing — cheap, fast and out of control — could very well be the future of mobile entertainment.”
I do still intend to write something of my own about Bloodspell, but I thought it was worth quoting that here, while I try and find the time to get my own thoughts together.
Portfolio
I finally got around to putting an actual photography portfolio site together over the weekend. If you point your browser at http://photogr.aphi.st (you can’t buy .er domain names yet, so I cheated) you’ll find what I think of as my best photos from a few years of sporadic photoblogging at electricana.
I’m really only noting this here so I’ve got a record of when I got around to sorting it out, but if anyone’s interested enough to take a look, and let me know if they think I’ve missed any really good shots out, that’d be terribly nice of them.
Keep Your Shades On

One from the “not really acceptable” files – much to noisy and blurred, even at this tiny size, and the mic stand is dreadful composition, but I like the light coming down behind Larry Love (in white), and the comparison between D. Wayne and Larry. (From the Alabama 3 gig I went to the other week, taken with the t30, which explains the noise. One day, someone’s going to do a compact that opens up to f1.8, and on that day, I will rejoice, and hand over almost any sum of money they demand.)
And now, the waiting…
Lunchtime: discover I have more money in the bank than I thought.
Half an hour ago: get home, immediately check that all the payments I’m expecting to go out have gone out, and discover they have.
Five minutes ago: Buy shiny new camera lens.
I’ve heard of this “saving for a rainy day”, but I’m not convinced.
And now, the waiting…
Lunchtime: discover I have more money in the bank than I thought.
Half an hour ago: get home, immediately check that all the payments I’m expecting to go out have gone out, and discover they have.
Five minutes ago: Buy shiny new camera lens.
I’ve heard of this “saving for a rainy day”, but I’m not convinced.
Via Paul O’Brien’s always-worth-reading If Destroyed, Still True I find this clip of Charlie Brooker talking about the X-Factor.
Brooker is a nasty, vitriolic, little man, and I’m glad he is allowed to make TV. Yes, it’s all just media toss, but I’m glad at least there is a little media toss out there that is aimed at nasty, vitriolic, little men like me.
I strongly encourage you to read Paul’s article on screenwipe and the media today.
