Yes, New York film buffs with their obsessive film viewing habits and lack of any other sort of life were amusing to watch and the film was paced perfectly. But I am not sure if I had such a position of superiority when it was the fourth film I had s[…]

Just to be doubly clear: I never said I didn’t like the Japanese Pizza. Or for that matter the Ni(prawn)pori Chicken Madras. But then I am well known not to be particularly discerning in food matters. I cannot tell the difference between an ora[…]

BJORK!!!!!
My army grows….[…]

Just to be clear: my delight at the modes of Japanese pizza reflects my delight at the complexity that ideas of “real” pizza are fast developing (viz an Asian vision of what a “Nordic” topping of this Italian staple might be).[…]

To follow on from Mark’s amused at Japanese Pizza link, I have to hold my hand up. I have eaten Pizza in Japan. Kyoto to be precise, just down the street from the central Kyoto post office (very near the tremendous edifice that is Kyoto Train S[…]

IHM LYRIC WATCH 15: ADRIAN GURVITZ – Classic
“I’m gonna write a classic
I’m gonna write it in an attic”
There is a suggestion here that some good person heard Mr Gurvitz’s claim, followed him home on the day he fin[…]

Here Are Some More Links: Somnolence, Simple Pleasures, Rock Critics Daily. They will be added to the sidebar when I’m next on a fast connection (even at high-speed NYLPM’s archives are so colossal updates take about 20 minutes). I will a[…]

No Surprises with the return of Dirty Den. The storyliners have been torpidly at work for the last n-1 months* coming up with a plausible reason why someone would be out of the country and never in touch again with his adopted daughter. The storyline[…]

As a student, I once went to a philosophy of science lecture, expecting that I might become a regular attendee. The nervous and ill-prepared lecturer was clearly a science fan, but revealed himself as a charlatan within fifteen minutes when, while ta[…]