Sheffield from Above (via !!steffstef)
During first year at Sheffield University, a friend and I got up to the 18th floor of the Arts Tower, where this photo was taken from, at around 8pm. She had a philosophy class on the 12th floor and was dropping off an assignment and we decided to see how high we could get. This photo reminds me of that.
Gratin Dauphinois
Last month, at Download, one of the highlights of the entire weekend was finding this food stall that served French food. It was known around the festival as “The French Food place”. It’s official name was La Grande Bouffe and, to people more familiar with music festivals than I am, it’s already well-respected.
They basically served gratin variations and the nicest sausages in the world. One of the best parts is that they cook their food in these huge pans right in front of you:
I know that you have to take the “this is the first real food that we’ve eaten in four days” factor but, honestly, this was the nicest food that I’ve had for a long, long time. If it wasn’t for the fact that I knew I had to leave room for more beer, I would have moved my tent outside their stall.
Anyway, last night I started craving it, so today I made it for dinner. I went shopping after work, bought everything that I needed and 45 minutes ago (9pm), it was ready:
Hopefully, it looks close enough to give some of my buddies flashbacks. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t as nice as the festival food, but it was pretty good and will definitely be made again.
Also, anyone with access to a Marks & Spencer needs to get down there tomorrow and buy a pack of their Aberdeen Angus sausages, because OH MY GOD!
Maps - So Low, So High
The opening track off We Can Create, it just grabs me from the start and demands that I keep listening. I love it.
I was lucky enough to meet James Chapman after a group of us happened to see the band (it’s just one guy recording, but he has a band for live shows) play in a small club in Manchester in late 2006, just when they were starting to make waves. It was small enough that we got to chat with them for a bit afterwards and apparently we were the first people to ever ask them to sign stuff after we ripped a couple of flyers off the wall. Ten months later and they nearly won the Mercury Music Prize.
They were great live and really sound guys as well. One of them (the bassist, I think) still owes me a drink.
Three photos, two pictures
A couple of nights ago, I was messing around with Canon’s PhotoStitch program, which is sweet.
Tonight, I realised that, with three photos, I could make two completely different pictures.
Laughing with Ste:
Laughing at Ste:
Listening to The Clash’s first abum (Complete Control is playing at the moment) reminds me of playing Driver on the PlayStation during my second year at university.
I don’t know why. As far as I know, it wasn’t an album I listened to especially at the time. No more than I still do anyway.
But goddamn, Driver was an awesome game.
I was messing around with Canon’s PhotoStitch program tonight after I noticed that a couple of a friend’s photographs, which were taken a few minutes apart, looked like they could be stitched together.
I like the result. There was a big difference in the brightness/contrast of the two photos, which I matched the best I could, and there was smoke in one of them, so you can easily see the seam, but I like it.
(Photos sticky-fingered from Ali)
Because dental hygiene is important. Even at music festivals.
Don’t adjust your screen, there was a problem with the film, but I kind of like how it looks.
(Photo swiped from Ali’s Facebook)
Mitch Hedberg
Mumblers of the world, unite.
Watching friends and family greet each other at the airport is really enjoyable.
