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Monday, August 22nd, 2005
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Friday, August 19th, 2005
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Thursday, August 18th, 2005
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Hello everybody. I'm not coming back to this blog but I just want to alert you to the presence of my new website, www.sophieheawood.com. I have also started a new livejournal, which you can find via the site, but I'm not sure how sociable it's going to be.. might use it more for mini essays than chatting, so please don't be offended if I don't add you back. Am still deciding how to use it. In the meantime ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.2) whiteybear is always up for a natter.
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Comments: Read 10 or Add Your Own.
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What is going on in London? Are you all okay my beautiful friends? I have woken up in Portugal to texts and phone calls from my family in England and I'm looking at BBC news online and crying, it's terrifying. Lots and lots of love xxxxx
UPDATE: I just spoke to my brother, who is going to an event at the House of Commons this afternoon and says "business as usual". IS this insane? Or am I overestimating from overseas?
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Comments: Read 13 or Add Your Own.
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Wednesday, July 6th, 2005
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Lisbon ROCKS. Portuguese dinner parties with herbal tea instead of booze ROCK. Ice creams in the sunshine ROCK. Being given an amazing apartment to myself that has only a double bed and a piano in it (the owner is selling up in a month) ROCKS. Discovering I'm welcome to stay for the whole month ROCKS. Discovering my friends here have fully booked up my social calendar with art events and wine tastings for the next eternity ROCKS. Going to Oporto yesterday to see Rem Koolhaas's 'Casa da Musica' ROCKS. Not finishing my work before I left and consequently having to waste multi-euros in internet cafes SUCKS BIG DICK. Meeting deadlines yesterday by emailing in articles from my phone while standing in a field near Oporto with cows spitting at me ROCKS AND SUCKS IN EQUAL MEASURE.
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Has anybody ever got a coach to Stansted from Liverpool Street or somewhere else in East London? There seem to be various firms inc National Express and something called Terravision. Not sure which one to use. It will be a crack-of-dawn journey.
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Thursday, June 30th, 2005
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I wish I could stop fancying Dave Grohl so much. It makes me mistake the Foo Fighters for profound.
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Music Assistant - Record of the Day
We at Record of the Day are seeking a music assistant.
Applicants must be able to work from home or have access to a workplace, with a PC or Mac. It would help if you are in London.
Initially this is a part-time role that will be rewarded with nurturing, expenses, other perks and with the possibility of graduating to a full-time salaried position at a later date.
Could you have picked the hit off the new Robert Cray album?
Would you have been proud to be early on Crazy Frog vs Axel F?
Could you have spotted James Blunt where others didn't, including us?
Do you have a thirst for discovering great new music from across the genres?
Are you a My Space and Limewire regular?
Do you love going to gigs and industry gatherings?
Do you have industry contacts and a desire to make many more?
Can you string a sentence together?
If you could answer 'yes' to all these questions, send a CV and an honest assessment of Record of the Day's music policy, in no more than 250 words, to paul@recordoftheday.com
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Wednesday, June 15th, 2005
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On a lighter note, is nobody but me interested in Charlotte Church?
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Me: Are you a lover or a fighter?
Kano: I'm a fighter. I'm not much of a lover.
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> From: "Gill" <gill@clickmusic.com>
> Date: 9 June 2005 17:06:52 BST
> To: "Gill" <gill@clickmusic.com>
> Subject: Job Vacancy at clickmusic.com
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> Editorial vacancy at Clickmusic.com
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> Clickmusic.com is looking to hire someone into their editorial team
> for re-launch of their broadband focussed site.
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> Central London-based large multi-media rock music website seeks person
> to provide content – both text-based and video interview-based. Should
> be able to write and edit as well as have a knowledge of HTML and
> Photoshop. A commercial mind is important. Ideal for media/broadcast
> journalism graduate. All CVs/enquiries to Gill@clickmusic.co.uk.
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Wednesday, June 8th, 2005
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Today I really like dogs.
Yesterday, after waking up at quarter past lunchtime and feeling like an emergency, I spent the day with a friend just back from several months in the Arctic, where the light stretched on forever. He says he is neither the man he was before he went nor the man he became when he was there. I suggest that, like New Labour, he has entered The Third Way. He looks alarmed.
From lunch to Soho House for a press screening of a film by a Taiwanese director, in which a young Japanese woman tells her parents that she is having a baby but won't be marrying its father. Later in the film she reaffirms this point. Otherwise, there are trains, with a couple of brief mentions of umbrellas. I had been warned that not much would happen in this film.
Having already seen Mooladé and Darwin's Nightmare this week, in which clitorises are gouged from six year old girls who bleed to death, and a giant mutant cannibal fish takes over Lake Victoria and kills off its ecosystem, while the fishermen die of AIDS from the local prostitutes who in turn get murdered by foreign businessmen, and noted that both these films were documentaries, and that life therefore is stranger and more horrible than fiction, it is a relief to see light and colour and Oriental carpentry in front of my eyes for an hour or two.
Then to the ICA to renew our memberships and slug some wine and then back east, to Les Trois Garcons for Nadia's birthday, at which she will proudly demonstrate how her new teeth braces work for the duration of an overpriced meal which the poor girl cannot eat. This is a restaurant in which animals are stuffed and decorated with tiaras and jewels, and a selection of vintage handbags dangles from the ceiling, waiting to be filled with tips, perhaps, who knows, they can't speak, they are handbags.
Next up is karaoke at the good old Legion, where many birthdays are taking place, cake candles and chocolates at the ready, one for all and all for one. Max Tundra's rendition of Purple Rain is the musical highlight (miniature people make the best Prince impersonators, clearly). I resist the lure of alcohol for once and instead demolish Let's Talk About Sex with Zara and plan next week's duet with Galia from Psapp, who gives me her album, which I am listening to now, and rather nice it is too.
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Alright, I confess, the guy who had the MA interview before mine was so fit that I'm doing the course just to stalk him.
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