And so it came to pass that my little corner of London was one which suffered a five day mains water outage which began at the end of last week. I didn’t know what was going on and the impact was softened by the tank of water in our loft. I not[…]

Days of plenty / Glasshouse Stories
It’s a glorious day outside but even before you step into the near-pitch blackness, it’s already an intimidating experience. By the time you even walk into the exhibition space at the Chisenhale you&#8[…]

I think it’s safe to say that Kevin Rowland means it (see Pete’s entry below). Meaning it is pretty much what Kevin Rowland does. There was a character in 2000AD called the Mean Machine, who had a dial on his forehead with numbers from 1 […]

You’re confusing me, Dave. You seem to be talking about something called “The World Cup.” Can it be that you mean The FIFA World Cup’?[…]

Intermission:
Starts well by destroying the charm of the Irish, and of Colin Farrell.
Delivers on what Ocean’s Eleven might have promised, but only promised to promise: A caper film where the emotional underpinning is at least as important as t[…]

Andrew Lloyd Webber is a populist composer, an unashamed Tory, and an easy target, so it’s hardly surprising that given the golden opportunity of his new art exhibition the Guardian enjoys a good old sneer. Bar a handful of old songs I have no […]

The piece below on the World Cup was written before I’d read this article about the guy who designed it and his aims when doing the piece. I also found that he’d designed the Baseball World Cup Trophy, which looks a little derivative to […]

The little things mean so much. Supporting a recently relegated team sometimes has its minor consolations, which are often exaggerated by the faithful: new towns; new grounds; new pubs; maybe winning a few games; being a big fish in a smaller pool. R[…]

KEVIN ROWLAND – Thunder Road
When it pops up on a compilation which I am unaware of the contents of, I think to myself – is that Thunder Road? It sure sounds like it. Thunder Road is proabably my favourite Bruce Springsteen song, marking […]

The false goal of visual realism in games – a springboard for at least three articles about video-game design that I’ve never written. Top of my list of crimes against mimesis in many recent third- and first-person games that I have seen […]