Hokusai in Two Art Contests
(a footnote to my comments about Hokusai below) Art was often treated as a competitive spectator sport in Japan two hundred years ago. Hokusai often took an astoundingly original approach.
In one he commandeered an open sp[…]

Mojitos are the first stereotype drink of the noughties. FACT. And how do I know? From reading chick-lit. And, admittedly, by attending local west-London ponce bars.
Every chick-lit book EVER has a scene concerned with cooking or drinking something t[…]

A thread on ILE about videogames as spectator sport prompted this ramble through the International Superstar Soccer (or as it should now be, the International Superstar Soccer Pro Evolution Deluxe experience. No matter. Same shit, more syllables, bet[…]

Music industry saved by ringtones!: another arrow in the quiver of the pro-filesharing lobby, this – if the music biz is able to exploit new revenue streams so well, can it really be hurting as bad as the RIAA etc. suggest? Ringtones work as a […]

In a vague attempt to reclaim the pub element of this blog, I present a diverting link to one of the songs from MJ Hibbett‘s GRATE (obv.) new album, which is based around the idea that the pub is the true symbol of englishness. There are also […]