It’s been a while since I’ve shared any cool stuff so I thought I would. If you use youtube, or facebook, or twitter, or the internet, there’s a very good chance that you are one of the 92M people that have watched Walk off the Earth’s Cover of Gotye’s (pronounced ”Gaultier” apparently) “Someone that I used to know”. Just stunning.
What this did was finally get me to download an album of his, I’ve had a random track for a few years but had never got round to looking for anything else (“Learnalilgivinanlovin” from Like Drawing Blood if you’re interested – it’s a great song to dance to).
Anyway, incase you aren’t one of those 92M people, have a listen to these very, very talented people.
I do have one think I can share with you all, and it is only sharing. It’s a 10 minutes animated short for a Tim Minchin piece. Watched ‘Are you ready for this?’ last week and was quite struck with it, only to discover there was also an animation for it, which is also really cool. It very much sums up how I feel about alot of fluffy nonsense that is used to exploit the vunerable or emmanently stupid.
Another brave venture into the world of youtube and spoken word. This time it is a flash fiction piece called “Free at last”
Free at Last – Dan Patmore 2011
Sat in the pub with a fresh pint in hand, everything became clear. Life was what he could make of it. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t the smartest or the fastest or the most determined guy out there, he was happy with his life’s chips, they were what they were and he was who he was. It was simple.
As his brother went got up to go to the toilet he took one big mouthful of his frothy beer, sighed with satisfaction and left the pub.
The fresh spring air hit him, it was mild tonight. Hands in his pockets he walked down the street, avoiding the underdressed teens with over inflated dreams. He walked until he reached the fields at the edge of town.
As he hopped the fence he discarded his phone and walked. He was free at last.
Tilly recently moved into her big girl bed, so bed times have become even more about stories – we’d always read stories before bed, but I used to sing after them. Now it’s stories in bed and time to sleep.
It’s a bit sad for me, as I used to enjoy singing to her each night, but then it’s probably just as well as she was started to demand which songs she wanted and they were all kids songs. Dont get me wrong I happily sing kids songs with her, but I quite enjoyed singing an array of different stuff to her at bed time.
Last night was the first time in a long time I was able to cuddle her in the rocking chair and sing, after Old Macdonald, baa baa black sheep and twinkle star I snuck in ‘I aint scared of lightning’ by Tom Mcrae