June 29, 2011 § Leave a comment
Recently, reader, I was found to be miserable and complaining about the godawful trials of trying to relocate oneself in London. Today, however, I can happily report that my persistence has paid off and I’ll soon be moving to an uncannily suitable flat with two gardens and permission to realise my life-long dream of canine companionship (note: not that which is pictured above as that is Eames’ Case Study House #8, here not for its socio-architectural importance, but illustrative dream home purposes.) My rather particular criteria was further met by total lack of carpet (I don’t like carpet and I can’t stand to touch it as it makes me feel like I feel when I think about the process of dry cleaning i.e. most peculiar,) bath with shower over (I like to rinse) and a private entrance (my entrance is not something I like to share.)
In honour of this great event, Nic Stark of All The Pieces Matter has very kindly made a flatwarming mix just for me (please see below for the tracklist.) Aren’t I a lucky girl, eh? So it’s a big thank you to Nic for marking this fortunate event with the joyous gift that is music, and it’s a big thank you to me for all the dedicated hard work I put in that has finally paid off (well done, me!) And if this isn’t the winter of my discontent, I expect you can refer to me, permanently, as Fifi ‘D-Fens’ Wilson.
Lalo Schifrin : The Eagle Has Landed
Don Gere : Werewolves on Wheels
Brainticket : Radacacuca
Damon : Don’t You Feel Me
Lalo Schifrin : Sherman Holiday Inn
Chico Arnaz & His Latin American Orchestra : Yashmak
Omar Khorshid : Guitar El Chark (Guitar of the Orient)
Figen Han : Haydi Bastir
Okay Temiz : Denizalti Rüzgarlan
Wadih Essafi : Aandak Baharia Ya Rayess
Fairuz : Andi Ana Haneed
The Brogues : I Ain’t No Miracle Worker
Count Five : Psychotic Reaction
The Sonics : Psycho
The Human Beinz : Nobody But Me
The Monks : Black Monk Time
Bob Seger : Rambling, Gambling Man
Redbone : Witch Queen of New Orleans
Jimi Hendrix : Crosstown Traffic
Black Merda : Cynthy Ruth
Rhythm Heritage : Theme From Swat
The Fabulous Mark III : Psycho Pt 1
Manu Dibango : African Battle
May 26, 2011 § Leave a comment
Decay, dilapidation, demolition.
Lately, my life has been overtaken by, and forcibly devoted to, the annual ballache that is flat-hunting. Annual in regularity is this event because of the perpetual trap of too many dictatorial constraints, all of which filter through from the all-pervasive annoyance known to far too many UK-dwellers as overpriced housing and insufficient funds. The chasmic disparity between these two factors is, of course, amplified in London, where I find myself once again in the daily-escalating panic to find anything that’ll vaguely do simply because it’s next to impossible to secure a London home once you’ve had to leave the capital. And so it goes on.
Anyway, I was remembering Mordant Music‘s 2010 collaboration with the BFI on the DVD MisinforMation, of which the above section A Double Room In A Single Bed forms part. With its 1970 Ideal Homes images set to a sampling of 1983’s Tackling Priority Estates, the juxtaposition of promise and consequent reality seemed rather fitting. This is, of course, a vast subject that could and should be examined further, but that’s a whole other show. For today, a topical illustration of how it feels to be faced with paying £270-per-week for a tiny shithole of a one-bedroom flat. A flat with three different types of mismatched, 20-year-old-looking, Holiday Inn-style carpeting in an area so unsavoury I’d not be able to go round the corner for a pint of milk in the daytime without the greatest concerns I’d likely get raped, murdered and raped again. At a cost of £270 every week. Hopeless and utterly disillusioning is how it feels.