A note to say that a successor to Historical Charts is available at twothreefall.co.uk/lastfmexplorer. Redesign and restructure aside, new features alongside the charts that went before include:
For an example see what it does with my data.
I’m pleased with how it’s turned out.
.. the chance of them having to face Justin Bieber are somehow above zero.
The caption attached to Kim Jong-il is brilliant:
Bet he is.
This signature is at the bottom of every email from a company I’m in contact with at work, emphasis mine:
This e-mail may be confidential and privileged. Do not open it if you are in any doubt that you are the intended recipient. You must scan this e-mail and any attachments for the presence of viruses or any other unwelcome content. This e-mail must be read in conjunction with the important legal notice at …..
I don’t understand the complete misunderstanding of email/technology you need to deem silly things like this legally useful.
Congratulations to Godfrey Spickernell for getting 17 votes for the Blue Environment Party in Chelsea & Fulham — as far as I can see, the lowest total in the country.
I was a little disappointed nobody matched the heroic efforts of Catherine Taylor-Dawson, of the Vote For Yourself Rainbow Dream Ticket Party, who managed to get just one vote in Cardiff North in 2005, apparently a record low for any candidate in a general election since universal suffrage. And she wasn’t even registered there!
Charlie Brooker on the final leaders’ debate:
According to some polls, Cameron won, or at the very least tied with Clegg. Which is odd, because to my biased eyes, he looked hilariously worried whenever the others were talking. He often wore a face like the Fat Controller trying to wee through a Hula Hoop without splashing the sides, in fact.
Having not been to the Caves for two years was there twice in a weekend, first for the Big Red Door Fundraiser, second for Departure Lounge, with the Souljazz Orchestra, the Hypnotic Brass Ensemble and Bass Clef.
The Big Red Door was an interesting one .. the entire crowd looked like this. No exaggeration. Some cracking music though. The Banana Sessions were a super start to the night, especially their Prodigy medley. Then just about the most ridiculous band I’ve ever seen playing catchy reggae that didn’t make much sense. A singer wearing zebra-print tights, a Newcastle United t-shirt, a sailor’s hat and a superb beard. A bassist in trousers and cape. A guitarist in boxer shorts and a t-shirt three or four sizes too small. Another guitarist who looked like he’d wandered in after a few cans on the Meadows, playing an unmiced box with strings that surely nobody could hear. It was great fun and I’ve got no idea who they were. The Horndogs finished up, they play exactly what I wish I’d got myself into when I came to Edinburgh.
Was well up for Departure Lounge -- this video of the Hypnotic Brass Ensemble had me pretty excited
The Souljazz Orchestra were cracking, some really exciting afrobeat with tenor and alto saxophonists that looked just like the two men in the Jam lizards sketch and a wonderful baritone. Highly recommend them. The Hypnotic Brass Ensemble were a bit more PARTY and YEAH! and PARTY than the tunes I hoped they’d play, but I was more frustrated by all the people trying to shove past when there was nowhere to go. Rather ruined it.
Pretty mad that of the nine members of HBE, eight are brothers, they have four mothers between them and another fifteen brothers.
I’m writing this as Gordon Brown apologises for being rude and honest.
‘I’ve just been talking to Gillian, etc. etc. GHASTLY SMILE GHASTLY SMILE.’
I really hope we don’t have to put up with another four years of Brown’s fakery.
