Finally gave up on Wednesday last. The previous day, all four bosses who can boss me around had told me to go home, so I guess I was starting to look overfrayed. I'm back in the office today, but boss's boss's boss says I look pale; and everyone else says they can still hear it. "It" being some sort of virus cold bitch hell thing that will not die. At least, I really hope that's what it is. My mum, who was visiting at the weekend (I spent wednesday and thursday in frantic rest to get the strength up for that) detects lifestyle fatigue, and tells me that I need to slow down. She also tells me that I need to visit her. Contradictions run in the family.
It wasn't the most successful visit ever, but she was exhausted by already having seen three of my sisters and their various offspring/partner/attachment/things. So it probably wasn't altogether my fault. Although I feel compelled to pass out a terrible warning. The Trout pub, wandering destination of Wolvercote, has recently been chained with extreme prejudice. It now sports the most inexplicable queueing system known to man and a speaker in every nook and cranny, cranking out the most revolting soft pop imaginable. I ended up clawing my ears and audibly groaning, and still got the sort of earworm that makes you wake up and want to commit suicide. Go to the Perch instead. It's lovely.
Saturday ... well, the less said about Saturday the better, I think. But on Sunday, I got to do something I liked. More about that later.
Hm, I just got 5onged again, didn't I? Five tracks I'm digging right now, with linkage where available:
1. Hot Chip/Over and Over Over and over and over and over - like a monkey with a miniature cymbal - the joy of repitition really is in you and that's the full track there on myspace, yay.
2. Tiga/Sir Sir Sir Now you've got me training foxes, while you put your world in boxes -- that's just a snippet I'm afraid. And it's a hidden track on the album, too. Annoying.
3. Dresden Dolls/My Alcoholic Friends should I chose a noble occupation - if I did I’d only show up late and sick and they would stare at me with hatred - plus my only natural talent’s wasted - on my alcoholic friends -- that's some annoying online shop scraping service I'm linking to there, sorry, but it says it'll let you listen.
4. Ladyfuzz/Staple Gun I put my heart back together with a staple gun - I put my heart back together with a staple gun ...and I'm sorry, but it's really not worth offering you a clip because the whole point of the song is the slow build and complete change.
5. Loud Family/A Horse with no Name in the desert you don't remember your name, 'cause there ain't no-one for to give you no shame ...ah yes, I've been ranting about this mad scottish electro cover on and off to many friends, usually getting the name of the artist wrong. Idiot me.
(Sorry, no time to tag. Pick it up if you want to.)
Speaking of which, does anyone want an invite to emusic? Invites to Flickr are so last season, after all. Music comes DRM-free and the choice is broad. If so, reply with the name of some bands you'd fancy spending your 25 free tracks on. You can just join on your own, of course, but this way, I'll get free tracks -- if you like it.