‘Single Repeat’ song of the day.
April 27th, 2009
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<hangs head> Bajaj’s new TV spot: WTF?
April 25th, 2009
Absolutely brilliant execution. Shame about the concept.
I caught a glimpse of this on television a few days back and was intrigued. I saw the full ad film today and I groaned.
Ironman meets the Transformers in a Nike ad? Why are the motorcycles playing basket-ball? Hasn’t ‘machines come to life when the guard isn’t looking’ been done to death? Did one of the bikes do the fucking moonwalk?
Have I been transported back to nineteen hundred and nintey two?
P.S. While on the subject of time travel, I just started reading H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine and it is freakin’ amazing, like most books that I read totally fuck-all abridged versions of when I was in school as part of the curriculum. No wonder kids don’t read.
How do you get a Porsche into a freight elevator?
April 22nd, 2009
Here is Porsche’s new fugly-as-hell four door coupe, the Panamera being manhandled into a freight elevator by some industrious Chinese peeps for a ride to the 94th floor of a building. Note ze German looking on as his ugly-ass baby makes its perilous way up towards the Shanghai Auto Show. Click the pic to see the entire process.
The Panamera, in addition to its stupid as hell name (what is it? a wooden decked yacht?) is the ugliest Porsche ever. The last Porsche to hold this title was the equally stupidly named Cayenne which I detested, from the minute I first saw pictures of it till the minute I arrived at work one day and saw it across the street at 6 AM on a cold and rainy morning, squatting on its wide haunches, specks of light drizzle rolling down its gun-metal grey flanks. Love. But thats another post….
P.S. If you want to see what a Sports Saloon done right looks like click here.
And you thought YOU liked John Mayer….
April 13th, 2009
Yeah, I’m a douche for making fun of someone who is enjoying themselves so unselfconsciously.
The song is ‘Vultures’ from John Mayer’s third album, Continuum. Get the MP3 Here.
P.S. I sing this song too, often. But I first check my bathroom for video cameras. Footage like that would be worrying for more than one reason.
Audiobooks for teh win!
April 9th, 2009
So. As I’ve said before, I don’t read anymore. At all. ‘Teh internets’ came in the nineteen hundred and nineties but in ’03 or so I discovered broadband and tabbed browsing with the Opera Browser and my attention span was forever fucked.
Now, I don’t open a new web page with my coffee in the morning, I open a session. Thats right. About 25 tabs in all, which I flit between and use the Cmd+Shift+Click shortcut many, many times to ‘Open New Tab in Background’ so by the time I’m halfway through my coffee, I’ve got about fifty tabs open. So what does this have to do with my reading habits? Lots. Tabbed browsing has reduced my attention span to a few seconds, a minute at best. It’s pathetic really.
As a child and a young adult (hate the term) I would regularly read at least five books a month. I’m not boasting, other kids my age were getting to second base while I was reading Alistair MacLean’s Ice Station Zebra for the third time. <hangs head> Its true..
Nowadays I have a really hard time even getting through a leaflet or those BS little ‘Nutritional Facts’ tables on the back of bags of chips. I don’t need a table to tell me what the nutritional value of a bag of artificially coloured, artificially flavoured chips is! ZERO! That’s the nutritional value!
Anyways I just went off on a tangent there as I am wont to do these days but that just illustrates the point I am trying to make.
So. Quickly. Before someone jangles a set of keys in front of me and I go all “Oooh! Shineee!”
My Attention Span: Fucked.
AudioBooks though: Good.
Somehow the only way I can really ‘read’ now is with an audiobook. It takes a bit of getting used to and it has it’s drawbacks but when your back starts hurting just as you get to chapter two its time to give an audiobook a try.
So. Here’s a list of four great audiobooks (with links) that I’ve just finished ‘reading’, am almost through or have just started. I can’t even read a book at time now. I have to be reading at least two. But I digress…
Now THAT is fucked up!
April 8th, 2009
Hi all (four of you). It’s been quite a while since I’ve done a proper post (the BS Youtube video posts don’t count) but sickness and a recce that keeps getting postponed over and over again have kept me from writing.
BTW if you’re wondering what my affliction was, I had/have a runny nose, a fever and the nerdiest of them all, an asthma relapse. That’s right ladies! They call me Sexx-Y! (Just like that catchy/crap song by ‘The Ting-Tings‘ that I can’t get outta my head, MP3 Here.)
So, the screenshot on the right with my retarded digital scrawl on it. Let me explain. I’ve posted about Google Analytics before. If you let Google put a bit of code on your web pages they will give you all kinds of interesting information about people who visit your site. For example, a listing of all the search terms people have keyed into Google that led them to this website.
So, the other day I was looking at the Google Analytics app on my iPod Touch (BTW, that app is so well made that I’ve stopped looking at the site on a computer) and amongst the many search strings that included the name of NDTV’s most famous anchor was the one you see here. Needless to say, my nose instantly wrinkled, my face contorted into a potty expression and a loud, involuntary EEEWWWWWWW! escaped my lips before I remembered that:
a> It isn’t nice to comment about how people look.
b> Specially for someone with a mug like mine.
c> Beauty is in the eye… etc. etc. It takes all sorts to make up this planet and after all, people actually read this site, so there’s obviously no accounting for taste.
Anyway, I’ve walked around with that image in my mind for four days and now it is my gift to you. Enjoy!
Hell! At least it leads some credence to the frankly quite unbelievable stories that friends from NDTV have told me over the years.
So, in closing I shall say “Good for you Ms. Dutt!”
P.S. To the dude who keyed in the search term in question: I know who you are!
P.P.S. To Ms. Dutt: Mail me and I shall give you the dude’s contact info, you never know when you might need it…. and I won’t judge.
Also, on an unrelated note. I caught a glimpse of CNBC TV18 last night and some sardar journo had pitched a shoe at our honourable home minister, Mr. P. Chidambaram. I had/have two observations:
1> The surd in question throws like a girl. (But I shouldn’t talk)
2> Rajdeep Sardesai needs to switch to decaf. Seriously. For the entire three odd minutes that I could bear to watch, Mr. Sardesai looked and sounded like he had been given a chilli enema sometime between when he finished make-up and when the bulletin started. I’m just sayin’
Your daddy probably danced like this.
April 3rd, 2009
Or maybe your granddad. Anyway, if I could do this dance I’d never, ever stop. I’d be going down the street in my power blue three piece suit doing the Tighten Up.
‘Tighten Up‘, Houston based R&B group Archie Bell & the Drells‘ swingin hit from their ’68 album of the same name. Jamiroquai has done a bitchin’ live cover of this song and Janet Jackson samples the funky horn section hook from this song on ‘Free Xone’, one of the few shitty songs on the otherwise brilliant ’97 album ‘The Velvet Rope”.
Get the MP3 Here.
Eye in the Sky.
April 2nd, 2009
A recent conversation about a Panopticon (wiki page here) led to a 4 A.M. urge to listen to Eye in the Sky, the 1982 hit single from British prog-rock group The Alan Parsons Project. The Orwellian sounding song was inspired by George Orwell’s book 1984 and front man Alan Parsons’ fascination with CCTV cameras. He ought to be thrilled with the current state of the Britian where (according to the BBC) there are over 4.2 million CCTV cameras or one for every 14 people. Geez. Do it to Julia!
P.S. Alan Parsons was the sound engineer on Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon. How is that for a claim to fame?
Get the MP3 Here