Hey would you look at that. That last post was only my 50th entry. In just over 2 years. That's kind of bad. Seems like so much longer ago that I set this up though. Ah well.

Female Artists

On my last.fm page (user: mattme24 since you ask) in my top 50 artists, there is only one female act. That being Regina Spektor. At number 49. I should probably listen to some more female musicians. As a result. Got Laura Marling on right now. Will see how it goes but I kind of want to listen to the latest Gorillaz record too.

Fuck.

I hardly ever blog any more.

Rob Evans and his Pop Scenesters Tumblog have made me realise this.

Will this mean I start blogging more? Probably not. Oh well.

Average Joe

It has dawned on me today that I don't really know if I have ever actually been good at anything. I know that I don't suck at everything I do, but there is a constant mediocrity. A feeling that I am just average. A B-grade student, never really getting anything like consistently good marks.
I kind of worry this realisation has dawned on my tutors too, where rather than marking me for what I've actually done, they look at my past marks (pretty much in or around 61ish) and just give me a mark based on that. Any feedback is all good, but nothing really indicated why I am unable to get anywhere near a 1st.

Fucks sake

I'm just feeling sorry for myself.

I voted yesterday.

It was the first time that I had done so. I felt really grown up and informed as I sneered at the BNP and Tory candidates and checked the ballot. Although it looks like my vote may well have been for naught, it was still an experience.

Last.fm Comments

The comments people leave on Last.fm are quite funny to read.

Most of them are over the top, elitist comments from people who must try so hard to look cool and alternative that I doubt they get much else done. The fact that so many of them are just stupid and often wrong is also quite funny.

A large amount of these comments are based around the tags that Last.fm has for bands. Examples being whether Panic! at the Disco has an exclamation mark or not, and whether Green Day are really a punk band anymore, or if they ever were. It's all irrelevant arguments that don't really matter, so long as people enjoy the music.

What I find truly unbelievable is that people will go so far out of their way as to go on pages for bands they dislike, and leave a comment saying how shit they think they are. It just seems a bit inane and unnecessary. Nobody needs to know if you think that Oasis are shit. A lot of people think that, but they don't bitch about how crap they think they are on the band's page. It's just not worth it.

However, the reason for writing about this now, after having last.fm for a few months (username = mattme24 if you want to add me up), is that I saw that Warsaw had a page. Warsaw being Joy Division before they changed their name to Joy Division. On their page, there are people leaving comments saying that either a). They were better before they changed their name, or b). That they were a shit Joy Division rip off. Both comments are equally retarded. The band were around for a very short period of time, only documented on a couple of bootleg albums, in which they play songs that Joy Division went on to play and very little else. How they could be better then, before they had the name change, I don't quite understand.

Seriously, I think people try too hard to look alternative. It's kind of sad really.

A week of Radioactivity: Day Four

So, they have to keep me in another day.

Naha! April Fools!

Yes, it is the first of April today, which means it is April Fools Day. Something that I royally fell for, thanks to Emma, but more on that later on.

I started the day fairly early today. Waking up before the nurses woke me up, which somehow felt wrong. It’s like waking up before your alarm goes off. Felt I had to stay in bed until they said hello. So after a trip to the loo, I did just that. Staying in bed till about 8ish, after they asked what I want for breakfast. So eventually, I clambered out of bed to collect my breakfast, and sat and watched some of the second series of Heroes. From memory, the second series was a bit shit in comparison to the first, but on second viewing, it has actually been pretty enjoyable. Less ‘eehh?’ and more ‘Aaah’, it seemed to make more sense.

In the midst of enjoying this, I got scanned again, to find that my radiation levels have dropped to a safe enough level for me to go home. But with hospitals never being that straight forward, I had to stick around till 3ish to have my scan, and this didn’t include the wait for a prescription. So it was back on to Heroes, after my daily shower and my cheese sarnie for lunch. No snack box today though, seeing as I was leaving, I probably didn’t need one today, but it would have been nice, got a bit peckish throughout the day.

Then a shocking thing happened, I went for my scan early! Rather than be typically late, the scan happened earlier than anticipated. Meaning that by half past three I was waiting for a prescription to go home. Fantastic stuff.

Getting a scan at hospital isn’t half strange though. Lying down as a huge camera moves all around you taking lovely pictures. At least it wasn’t an MRI scan, which is the equivalent of lying in a giant, noisy, plastic coffin.
Anyway, after the scan, I sat in the ‘Day Room’ of the ward and waited for my prescription, and my mum to pick me up. And that was that. A few days sitting on my arse watching Heroes and being supposedly Radioactive was over. So I suppose I’d better do some work now. Bugger

Oh yeah, that April Fools joke. Got a text from Emma this morning saying: ‘I’ve broke my leg! Fell down the stairs this morning. Just in hospital now waiting for someone to come and do my cast. It sucks. Xxx’. Now, considering I didn’t know it was April Fools Day today, I was more than just a little bit shocked, and completely fell for it. Made her feel guilty afterwards though, so I suppose it evens out a bit at least.