Curl up and Dye

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I cannot believe it is November 30th! Not only because I feel like I have been waiting forever for one of my best friends (Marion) to come out here (she is arriving in Australia tonight),  but it is also getting very close to Christmas!!

…You know what that means…snow, wrapping up in front of the fire, wooly hats and gloves…oh shit…I forgot…I’m in Australia…SUNSHINE!!!

Don’t ask me why, but usually when I think of Christmas I think of Martha Stewart. There is something about Martha Stewart that I really really like. I became a little bit addicted to her magazines while I was in and out of the States and got lots of little ideas from the Domestic Goddess…especially at Christmas time. When she was convicted it didn’t surprise me in the slightest she wanted to go to jail straight away…I am sure Martha wouldn’t have dreamt being in the slammer over Christmas…that I am sure would be her idea of hell.

Over here there is another Martha type called Donna Hay. Donna’s magazine is slightly more modern though than Martha’s. I think the nearest to Domestic Goddess we have in the UK is bleedin’ Delia Smith.

While we are on the subject of cooking, I am kind of bummed out that I am missing the new Gordon Ramsay TV show “The F Word” . I still watch his “Kitchen Nightmares” and it still makes me laugh…what doesn’t though, my room mate would say!

I am in the process of making my Christmas Cards and will try and get them out as soon as possible. I am contemplating just having postcards made…we will just see.

I said last week that I rented the “Blues Brothers” on DVD…Well, this morning I noticed that the character played by Carrie Fisher worked in a beauty salon called “Curl up and Dye”…I thought that was brilliant. I forgot what an excellent movie it was.

Da Boyz

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Cheers for the pictures Debs…they are all getting so big…and bald!

France right to insist on assimilation

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CONDESCENDING superiority is a common British attitude towards the French, whose Gallic bureaucracy, artistic pretensions and recent military record all serve as targets of ridicule. The recent wave of rioting across France, largely perpetrated by Muslim youths, has offered new scope to this smugness. Since the conflict began, the British media has been full of sneers about racial problems in French society, which supposedly has been far less successful than Britain in integrating migrant communities.

But this complacency could hardly be less justified. As an Irish-born writer who lives in both France and the UK, I believe the British approach to race relations has been disastrous, fostering disunity and ethnic strife on a much greater scale than anything that has occurred in France. While cars have been torched in large numbers in French cities, Britain has experienced murderous terrorist outrages committed by Muslim men who were born and bred in England. Thankfully, there was only one fatality in the French disturbances. In the London bombings in July, 52 people were killed and more than 700 injured.

Nor has Britain been free of serious race riots. Just before the trouble began in Paris, there were several nights of street fighting between Asian and African-Caribbean gangs in Birmingham, England’s second largest city. Two people were killed. And this incident followed years of racial unrest in decaying industrial towns in the north of England, where there are large, radicalised Muslim populations, though the level of disorder is always downplayed by the political establishment and media, anxious not to undermine carefully manufactured images of multi-ethnic harmony.

In truth, Britain is now a deeply divided land where suspicion, intolerance and aggression cast their shadow over urban areas. This sorry situation has been created by a deliberate act of public policy. For the past three decades, in response to waves of mass immigration, the civic institutions of Britain have eagerly implemented the ideology of multiculturalism. Instead of promoting a cohesive British identity, they have encouraged immigrant communities to cling to the traditions and languages of their countries of origin. The emphasis is on upholding ethnic and cultural differences rather than achieving assimilation.

This is in stark contrast to France, which has taken a colour-blind approach to immigration, with newcomers expected to adapt to the culture of the host nation. The ban on Muslim girls wearing the hijab or headscarf in schools is a classic example of the French model.

Britain has moved in exactly the opposite direction. The diversity enthusiasts want to celebrate every culture but their own. In the self-flagellating climate of modern Britain, the nation’s traditions are increasingly regarded as reactionary and prejudiced. Britain is fast replacing nationhood with a hierarchy of victimhood, with different ethnic groups living in conflict, each trumpeting its own sense of grievance. Age-old liberties, such as freedom of speech, are disappearing; a play in Birmingham was recently closed down because a mob of Sikhs threatened to destroy the theatre, claiming to be offended by the content of the production.

Meanwhile, the endless British accommodation of Islamic extremism, in the name of racial tolerance, has allowed terrorism to flourish in our midst. According to one recent survey, 13 per cent of British Muslims support home-grown terrorism, a terrifying thought given that there are 1.6 million Muslims in Britain.

Multiculturalism is not the road that France should go down. Bomb-scarred Britain proves that integration is not achieved by exacerbating racial division and institutional self-hatred.

Leo McKinstry writes regularly for Britain’s Daily Mail, The Sunday Telegraph and The Spectator. This is extracted from The Weekly Standard in Washington.

What The…?

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I went for a drive today and saw this at the side of the road…

Horse Poo $1 bag…the RETURN of bags would be greatly appreciated if possible…Thank You.

I am sending this to ROVE

I’ve been Drafted!?!

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From: Gylle T. Spark <Gylle.T.Spark@usmilitarycorp.com>
Date: Nov 26, 2005 11:30 PM
Subject: Military Draft Requirement: Cath Ellis
To: cathellis@gmail.com
Ms. Cath Ellis,

You are being drafted for service in the United States Military by direction of President George W. Bush under authority contained in the Draft Reinstatement Act, signed by the 109th Congress on November 23, 2005. You are ordered to report to the Clifton, NJ Recruitment Center within three (3) days and begin basic training.

Go to the following website for more information and to begin your registration.

http://www.usmilitarycorp.com/zalnur/draft_registration.aspx?efpuhfp9guyxcly8

This email is a direct order from the United States Military Corp. Any attempts to delete it will result in your immediate prosecution.

Gylle T. Spark
Lieutenant General
U.S Military Corps.
*********************************************
This email is the property of the United States of America.

Wax On…Wax Off

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I was really sad to hear Pat Morita died today…Mr Miyagi to those of you who do not know who he is. Karate Kid came out in 1984 and I loved the movie…actually I loved Ralph Macchio, but that is a whole other story!!

George Best also died…not being nasty though…I don’t really care…sorry!! If he was an EX City player maybe it would be a different case.

I also read that Take That are apparently reuniting for a tour in April…not surprisingly without Robbie Williams. I went to see Take That in 1995 and thought they were great…I don’t quite understand what kind of people would go to a Take That concert in 2006 though!!

I was planning to go out but got a couple of DVD’s out to watch in the house. I know Steph will be so proud of me….’The Blues Brothers’ and ‘So, I Married an Axe Murderer’.

How did my interview go?

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It’s pretty hard to say…since I thought my last interview went well and I didn’t get the job!!

I was up late trying to prepare, so getting up for a 8:30am interview in the City pretty much nearly killed me. I was however looking really good (nice new suite, make up etc) and managed to get to the interview about half an hour early. I stupidly stood outside for about 25 minutes then realized I was in the wrong place before making a dash.

The interviewers were very friendly and made me feel comfortable. I did the best that I could and that is all I suppose I can say!!

I jumped on a tram to get back home…I changed and when I got into my car to drive to work I got a call from the woman who was interviewing me saying they were really happy with my interview etc…so, maybe I do have a chance.

I went to work obviously on a high and the day went well….infact it flew. I called Mum and Dad in the evening…I was glad everything was well.

Evening Times (AP)

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A seven-year-old boy was at the centre of a Glasgow courtroom drama yesterday when he challenged a court ruling over who should have custody of him. The boy has a history of being beaten by his parents and the judge initially awarded custody to his aunt, in keeping with child custody law and regulations requiring that family unity be maintained to the degree possible. 

The boy surprised the court when he proclaimed that his aunt beat him  more than his parents and he adamantly refused to live with her.
When  the judge then suggested that he live with his grandparents, the boy cried out that they also beat him.

After considering the remainder of the immediate family and learning that domestic violence was apparently a way of life among them, the judge took the unprecedented step of allowing the boy to propose who  should have custody of him. After two recesses to check legal references and confer with child welfare officials, the judge granted temporary custody to Glasgow Rangers Football Club, whom the boy firmly believes are incapable of beating anyone.

Happy Marriage

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Fisherman’s Woman Serenade

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Tonight I went to see Emiliana Torrini at the Corner Hotel in Richmond…she was awesome.

My friend Matti got me into her a few years back but it still seems no-one knows who the hell she is.

I emailed my mate Emily in Sydney and she called me at work and said in a whisper “Who the Fuck is Emiliana Torrini?…sing something!”. Of course I couldn’t…I tried to explain who she was but failed miserably.

I had been to Richmond before, but not to the Corner and it seemed a pretty cool venue. I got there early and watched the supporting band…called Sodastream. They were ok, some songs were good…they were a duo…a guy on a Cello playing the bass and a guy with a guitar. Everyone was sat on the floor just chilling out waiting for Emiliana Torrini.

When Emiliana came out I have to say she looked really nervous. I didn’t know if it was her English or what but she just kind of said “Hey”…laughed and started her set.

During each break from her songs she started to get more comfortable and started telling the cutest and funniest stories. The first thing she said was that when they were coming through the venue they noticed the signs on the walls which said that there was to be No Smoking by the request of the Artist. She said they were all sat backstage smoking saying “Nah Nah they can’t smoke and we can”.

She told a story about one of her tracks “Honeymoon Child”. She said she went to Texas to work with Smog “Bill Callaghan” and she said she adored him and wanted to wipe her underwear all over his face…how strange. She said he hardly spoke at all but when he did he said he had a couple of songs for her, but one was really dirty and he didn’t think she’d use it. She said she didn’t, but did use Honeymoon Child. 

She said when she wrote Sunny Road her and Dan Carey were really excited as it was such a good song. She said she hadn’t felt so excited since she was about 9, when her and her best friend used to have a radio station of music they wrote themselves which they would play in their bedrooms and send copies of their music to their Idols. She said they used to put cassettes into envelopes with just “Janet Jackson - USA”. With this track they laughed about sending it to Johnny Cash and a week later, Johnny Cash died…so they dedicate this song to him…it was awesome live.

After she had sang most of her tracks from her “Fisherman’s Woman” Album she said “That’s my Julio Iglesias part over”. She said she was “Shitting herself” about coming onstage and said how weird it was being around the other side of the world. The concert really was excellent. She is an awesome singer and the gig, even though it was only acoustic sounded just like I was listening to the CD.

My favourite tracks were Next Time Around, Heartstopper and Serenade. To download Serenade right click and save target as…it’s awesome!

I had never seen anything live from her before and I was pleasantly surprised. I was expecting her to be a little weird…instead she was wonderful.

The pictures are not great, but I tried!!

So opens Emiliana Torrini’s second album, a soft-yet-searing collection of twelve intimate and atmospheric songs that will whisper their way into your bloodstream. Back in 1999, when the singer released the critically acclaimed Love In The Time Of Science, Emiliana came out with a gorgeous, electronic trippoppin’ vision of endless summer and moonlit nights out. Following her departure from One Little Indian, there’s a new introspection, closer to Nick Drake or Jolie Holland than Portishead or Goldfrapp.

“This whole record is about these four years I was away,“ explains Emiliana “ Very life-changing times. A lot of things happened. I just couldn“t at this stage go back to writing a record like I did before.“ Indie HQ Rough Trade clearly approved of her new direction: they signed Emiliana immediately after hearing the first demos from Fisherman“s Woman.

The 27-year-old singer and writer has nonetheless been busy since Love In The Time Of Science. She moved to Brighton, joined the cast of Lord Of The Rings: The Two Towers to perform the enchanting ‘Gollum Song’ wrote and toured with Thievery Corporation, and wrote a Number One Hit for Kylie Minogue in the shape of huge-selling pop smash “Slow“. “It was a very fun thing to do,“ she says. “It was an opportunity to dust off my dancing shoes and write music that I don“t normally write but love, and then keep the smokey-little-bar-music to my self.“ “Slow“ was written and produced with Brixton-based producer Mr Dan, midway through the sessions that became Fisherman“s Woman. After writing with a number of different artists, Emiliana was introduced to Mr Dan – and they clicked immediately. “it had been so long since the last album, and I was in two minds of doing it again,“ she says. “I was very nervous about going back, but we had so much fun doing it. It is just one of those collaborations I have been waiting for all my life.“

Emiliana decided to go back to basics and write with just a guitar and no electronics or programming. The pair jammed out the songs in Dan“s dark Brixton basement with Dan on guitar and Emiliana conjuring up the lyrics and melodies. After that they recorded the record in The Exchange in Camden, “ well one thing I knew very well is that I wanted a very intimate vocal sound,“ she says. “This album was recorded with candles, laughing fits and my duvet. We were sad leaving Brixton. I love it there,“ she says. “It can suck the life out of you and then blow you full again. Depends what mood it“s in. Brixton is like a huge “me me me show“.“

Intimate. It sounds like it: opening gambit “Nothing Brings Me Down“ gradually builds from sparse beginnings; Dan“s acoustic guitar, light touches of piano - to a textured, gentle circle. Album highlight “Sunny Road“ sounds as if it could have leaped out of a dusty, lost Leonard Cohen session, while “Lifesaver“ floats along a mysterious, fairy-tale accordion melody, accompanied by the ambient creak of boats on water. “Thinking Out Loud“ whispers of Eastern Europe and the Appalachians before album closer, “Serenade“ multi-tracks the listener into a moonlit dream which references clouds, dark vines, temptations and new tomorrows. It“s evocative and heart-felt – a handcrafted jewel of a record. Fisherman“s Woman also includes a song, “Honeymoon Child“ written by smog“s Bill Callahan, who Emiliana spent some time writing with in America.

Emiliana Torrini is half Icelandic, half Italian. She grew up in Iceland in a town outside Reykjavik and spent her childhood summers with her grandmother in the far east of Iceland out in the wild, spacious countryside. Her teen summers were spent in Germany with her Italian uncle. She joined a choir aged seven and sang soprano till she was 15, when she went to opera school. “I got into other music rather late because we didn“t have any records, well except lots of classical, my mum“s Greatest Love Songs compilation from the TV and Leonard Cohen whom I love. Then we got MTV. We were the first people in our town to have it and I would stay up all night to record from the late night alternative shows, making tapes to take to school to brag about my musical findings.“

She recorded a few jazz and blues songs for her father“s 50tth birthday which then became an album that sold 15,000 copies in Iceland and remained at number one for many months. She followed this with an equally successful album of which 50% was co-written by her and hence the beginnings of her writing career. “I spent this period singing in restaurants, bars and hotels all over Iceland,“ and that is how she was discovered by One Little Indian where their MD happened to be eating. Emiliana consequently moved to England where Roland Orzabal from Tears For Fears co-produced her worldwide debut. “ I wanted to move to India, learn the classical techniques there, then move to Bulgaria, be a gypsy, and learn the techniques, and keep moving and learning new ways of singing - but instead I came to England and made a pop record.“

Fisherman“s Woman is a very different beast. It is themed around loss, and how it feels to lose people; sometimes it“s dripping with sadness but more frequently imbued with almost magical optimism. “Fisherman“s Woman is a letter I wrote to a person that I lost at that time. I coped by thinking I was with a fisherman. They can go on sea for months like my friend“s dad. Her mum saw him twice a year maybe for a fortnight at a time,“ she says. “It was a little bit like Alice in Wonderland. The falling into a hole, the madness of it all.“ Despite the sadness, Emiliana remains positive. “I could never write a wholly sad album,“ she says laughing. “There are too many moon rivers to see and life to live. Fisherman“s woman has been a way of making things whole again.“

This album is sincerely honest and as endearing as they come. And it’s lovely, too.

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