Alan Burns

Ah, assumed you were replying to Ross' post about Terence Stamp basically playing George. Point still stands

Scott Walker should have based multiple songs on George: a tragic bohemian wastrel who would also have been right at home on an album that included the sounds of actual farts

Well *now* it's going on the watchlist, if Letterboxd reviews had more George references my viewing habits would improve in a week

This music is intended to be quiet and is best played at a low volume

Going to start tapping the sign whenever I'm tempted to crank up the Feldman

'Paddington with the plot of Wings Of Desire' might've landed with most of us BFI lightweights, but I'm not looking up a film from the 60s unless a) it's comically horny b) Scott Walker has explained its entire plot in a lushly-orchestrated album opener

2CD cover of Morton Feldman Two Pianos & Other Pieces (Another Timbre)

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Yes ha ha ha YES

“It is His office to save us”: Susanne Sundfør at Palmehaven, Trondheim 28 February 2026 (evening) We are, somewhat incongruously, in a hotel restaurant when Susanne Sundfør makes another dart towards the ete...

2,000 of my favourite words on one of my favourite things. advicetothelovelorn.blogspot.com/2026/03/Sund...

I once referred to Dubai as 'LinkedIn with beheadings' on Twitter and got two days of men in ill-fitting jackets telling me I was British as if it were some kind of own.

Et voila

Meantime this Piet Kee disc is really good, great Chandos recording - don't see them in the wild much, and this one must be from some reissue series as the disc label is a lovely dirty-gold colour rather than their customary red & black

This is inevitably going to make me want to dig out Daniel Chorzempa doing the Schübler Chorales, so got that ready to pop on next

CD cover of Piet Kee Plays Bach performed by Piet Kee (Chandos, 1989)

Weekend haul catchup pt. 2: JSB organology, centred around Choral Preludes from the Orgel-Büchlein

The top example from each image: 'books won't save you'; 'nightclubs won't save you' have made Mind by Talking Heads start playing in my head, so there's that

Just finished it now, what a stunner that was at the end. The last of the Fire Songs was a beaut as well.

Now playing, very good

Just Eat website searching the Stenhouse Takeaway menu, with several deep fried pizza items including pizza crunch

Available about three miles away from me

"Giant hot cross brioche" just give me the original ones I can pop in the toaster then slather in butter, Sainsbos

Refill the Nor Loch with the excess poets'-stipend wine that you couldn't get through in a day despite his majesty's best efforts to kill you from acute intoxication

A possible indication that his career as a writer was appreciated came when Edward III granted Chaucer "a gallon of wine daily for the rest of his life" for some unspecified task.[28] This was an unusual grant, but given on a day of celebration, Saint George's Day, 1374, when artistic endeavours were traditionally rewarded, it is assumed to have been for another early poetic work. It is not known which, if any, of Chaucer's extant works prompted the reward, but the suggestion of him as a poet to a king places him as a precursor to later poets laureate. Chaucer continued to collect the liquid stipend until Richard II came to power, after which it was converted to a monetary grant on 18 April 1378.[28]

Me waiting at the start of the four-nations Teams call for Chaucer to join, but Chaucer is too wrecked to get on because the king has recognised the importance of getting all poet-civil servants hammered every day

Incredible how, even though the names and manner of writing date these, the general tropes/fallacies could've come off MailOnline this morning

I have next to no cookery skill and even I've learned enough by osmosis over the past decade to know what both of these are and in what contexts they could be used if I felt confident. Are they just better known in the UK, maybe via communities that use them all the time, that even I recognise them?

Three blind biker mice from mars
Three blind biker mice from mars
See how they ride
See how they ride
They all rode into oncoming traffic

the best laid plans of biker mice from mars and men

Well you can tell
by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman's man
no time for talk

Passing George's boat just out of the harbour and liking the harem vibe, wife-swapping mascots don't have to worry about language barriers as they are fluent in the universal language of fuck

POV: you're taking breakfast orders at a B&B and the guest you're talking to is an expert telegram or morse code operator who doesn't like wasting a single character

Conversely, Bradshaw giving something a rave review has become an instant 'probably skip' indicator in the last however many years, hasn't it; the absolute GOAT of film review wrongness