Posts from 23rd March 2004

Mar 04

If television has taught us anything

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If television has taught us anything, it is not surely this: “Spiders revolt and terrify us”

Shape up Channel 5, I hope you are not going dumb on me all of a sudden!

At the last Club Freaky Trigger

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At the last Club Freaky Trigger I played my Nuclear Doomsday set, a collection of atomic tat that drew heavily on a bunch of 40s and 50s MP3s I’d scarfed off a sharing site a year or two before. Now I have taken the chance to make an honest file of most of them, by buying Buzzola Records’ Like An Atom Bomb, “Apocalyptic Sounds From The Cold War Era”. This is one in a new series of what you might call ‘Mix CD kitsch’ compilations – selected by theme and marketed for the casual rather than the hardcore collector. Others in the series include drug songs, filthy blues numbers and a tempting volume of old-time country cheating songs. The atomic CD starts very strongly with gems like “When They Drop The Atomic Bomb” and the mind-boggling “Old Man Atom” but wanders off-topic with a string of instrumental numbers of tenuous doomishness (eg. “Fireball Boogie”) before rallying to end with the Louvin Brothers’ “Jesus Hits Like The Atom Bomb”. It’s entertaining all the way through though and recommended. But! Shop around – I’ve seen this on sale for anything between £5 and £12. Fopp may well have a cheap copy or two.

I was up in Edinburgh the last few days, so no blogging. It was a great little break, very relaxing. While up there I hit upon a bold new direction for NYLPM which starts this Friday. The boldness will be slightly mitigated by the diffident old direction running concurrently.

Bunk Bed Boys:

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Bunk Bed Boys: you get the feeling the BBC don’t care for it too much. For the winner of their BBC talent sitcom writing contest you would think they would be trumping their new discovery. Instead they punt it out at 11:30pm on a Monday night, rescheduling with two days notice from 11pm. This tactic may well be to justify a low audience figure, since it was equally poorly trailed. Why (a question I asked the man at BBC complaints). It is not quite clear why from the finished show.

In many ways it is quite obvious what Daniel Peak (Danny to Do You See readers) was thinking when he came up with the situation for BBB. Cheap, small number of actors and sets. Youthful cast, perfect for that BBC3 demographic. It is a classic sitcom set-up, akin to Black Books or Steptoe and Son. The lead characters are trapped together with an unhealthy sense of loathing towards the other. Witht he addition of an overbearing mother the scene is set nicely, as long as you get the characters to do interesting things. The pilot, with its masturbating tiger sequence, certainly had that. Perhaps it was the very strength of the animal subplot that suggested the pilot would not go anywhere. It is a great pity, as the cast and script have a restless energy which suggested that it could actually go anywhere it wanted to.

There were problems, mainly caused by its position as a stand alone pilot. Gaps were left for studio laughter which seems to have been edited out. The one location set could have been spruced up a touch (though the bunk beds themselves were great). And like any pilot, too much information had to be crammed into the establishing shots. But the BBC have a nice youthful sitcom here, and would be mad to let it drift away. For one, it has to be cheap, and considering some of BBC3’s other flops (Sort-it-out Man) worth at least a six part tryout.

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Most science blogs I’ve scanned in the last few days are layman-unfriendly by virtue (= vice) of directing their angry passions – if any – OUT of the circled wagons (at stupid pseudo-scientists eg zzzzzz). I like this cluster of blogs (I’m relinking for discussion’s sake, faithful readers will have clicked em somewhere below* already) because they’re not afraid to be echt-bloggily snarkily intemperate in, among and between themselves, about something central and fashionable and, well, urgent and key: Not Even Wrong; the String Coffee Table; Preposterous Universe: I couldn’t join in this argument to save my life, but I can see THAT – and thus sense HOW – it’s life or death to others. Science should out the internal swirls of its rage and confusion more: its punky deep hook is that it’s made by humans, even if the stuff it uncovers isn’t.

*(haha in the relativistic multiverse of the blogosphere, “below” is what we say when we mean – in standard book-language – “above”)