Posts from 8th March 2002

Mar 02

Old Gold Dreams

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Old Gold Dreams: a Friday Freaky Trigger update, since I’m having a quiet night in! Here we have a review of Steps’ greatest hits by me, and here the AMG’s Andy Kellman contributes to our C90 Go! feature, writing up a vaguely-thematic mix CD in the time it takes to play it. (If you want to contribute to C90 Go!, please get in touch or just send us a contribution!).


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Osymyso – pop troublemaker behind “Intro-Inspection” – has his own website, with lots of hidden MP3s and audio-snippets. He was playing at last night’s King Of The Boots, though I didn’t stick aound for his set. Not because the music was bad, far from it, but because even a quarter of an hour before the club ‘opened’ things were getting uncomfortable, and by ten to nine the crush was ridiculous. I was tired and headachey and so we packed it in and went to the pub. I feel bad for having missed some great tunes but there’s no fun to be had when a club feels more like a rush-hour tube.

Snap shots

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Snap shots I had a very pleasant, unchallenging pint at lunchtime in the Edinburgh Tavern off Fleet Street. It’s a nice pub. The food looked pretty good, pie and mash on a Friday, though I restricted myself to liquids. For what it’s worth, the exterior was remarkably well-kempt, the window-boxes positively blooming – very enticing.

However, there was one feature inside the pub that I would take issue with. On the wall, there were a couple of clipframes containing photos of off-their-faces punters. Sorry, but I’m not entirely sure what they were trying to achive with this. Are they trying to suggest that you should have a “Gary Player”, i.e. stay in the pub and drink long enough for your eyes to glaze over, mouth to start drooling and generally begin looking like a Prize Arse? The snaps of besuited lawyers at chucking-out (-up?) time were particularly dispiriting. It was almost as bad as having offensive holiday postcards from regulars behind the bar – just almost.