Showing posts with label Blackberry Smoke. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blackberry Smoke. Show all posts

Friday, June 15, 2018

Senses working overtime #164

1 Burning down the house



Alex Prager's hyper-real photography is startling! More here and also some Tish Murtha photos as part of a Guardian arts review.

2 It's only every four years Jacky!



This is what my wife hears every four years when I disconnect from life to luxuriate in 64 games of FIFA World Cup action.

There are many pundits out there predicting all sorts of outcomes (Germany, Spain, Brazil are usually involved), but I loved this primer from the BBC.

3 RIP Danny Kirwan



Unsung hero of Fleetwood Mac (version 2.0).
'He subsequently drifted away from music altogether, spending 10 years living rough and in a basement flat in Brixton, surviving on social security and royalty payments from his Fleetwood Mac work.'

But boy, could he play guitar!

4 Don't tell Dad



This week, I've been enjoying Peter Fonda's autobiography - Don't Tell Dad. It's pretty straight forward in a linear way but it's quite absorbing!

5 Blackberry Smoke
Loving this song! Righteous anger!! Love it!



Overtime: Hahei Beach, Coromandel, NZ


Photo by Casey Horner on Unsplash

Friday, March 23, 2018

Senses working overtime #152

1 Riding the 101 




I love this shot of my wife (on the right) and eldest daughter (driving on the left) as we travelled the 101 from San Francisco down to LA. 

The open road, donuts (the food in case you were wondering) along the way, the beautiful pacific coastline, great company. Magic.

I see it a lot as it's my banner picture on my Facebook page. 



Every time I see it when I open Facebook I think about that trip (start of 2017) and smile.

2 This little video gives a sense of that road trip.




3 To infinity and...how did that go again?
New Avengers movie - Infinity War is about to drop from the skies like Thor and his hammer of the gods coming from Asgard to save us pesky humans!! Yerrrrrrr boy!



4 I am like a bird, I'll only fly away.
Great poem:

from The Language of the Birds

A man saw a bird and found him beautiful. The bird had a song inside him, and feathers. Sometimes the man felt like the bird and sometimes the man felt like a stone—solid, inevitable—but mostly he felt like a bird, or that there was a bird inside him, or that something inside him was like a bird fluttering. This went on for a long time.

Richard Siken (2014)


5 Mad Men



Our viewing pleasure has centred around a return to Mad Men this week. And when I say 'our' I am including my wife under false pretenses. Allow me to explain...

I love Mad Men and have all the box sets from when box sets were the only way to view whole series.

Now we have Netflix. We'd temporarily run out of shows we both love. So I suggested we try Mad Men again (I made an attempt last year but we didn't get beyond season 1, episode 1).

I knew if we got into a routine that the rhythm of our nights would take over eventually and the characters would emerge from the smokey haze (neither of us have ever been smokers or drinkers so it takes some time to desensitise ourselves to the rampant smoking and drinking going on). 

So far so good. We've watched about 8 episodes of season 1 and the complaints are dwindling. I feel she'll get hooked soon if I'm persistent!

Stay on target!

Extra Texture - Blackberry Smoke
Speaking of smoking - these guys are hot! I played this over and over again this week when it came on the car ipod.