Gender: Male
Sign: Virgo
City: The Beatcave
State: Scotland
Country: UK
Signup Date: 10/24/2005
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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Category: Blogging
My blog is now at http://www.ceilidhblog.typepad.com 
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Friday, November 09, 2007
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If you're anything like me, you've got a problem with humility/pride. I just came across this cool guide to Christian humility by a guy Mark Driscoll, who is a pastor in Chicago (I think? Mars Hill church?) anyways, have a listen.
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Tuesday, September 25, 2007
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Because they aaarrr!
So it was national "talk like a pirate day" last thursday. I felt this joke deserved an airing.
I was reminded of the pirate I saw with a steering wheel attached to his groin. I asked him if it was sore and he said...
wait for it...
"arrr. It's driving me nuts"
Splice the mainsails, ye greasy landlubbers.
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Friday, April 13, 2007
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There were certain things I engaged in as a Young Person...Being a good boy, I'm talking about the nerdier side of things: spectrum computer games, table-tennis, (let's not mention my obsession with setting things on fire) football, juggling and unicycling. I once unicycled a mile for charity. I couldn't sit down for a week.
And yes, I was into my skating too. I even dabbled with rollerblading, but keep that quiet.
Having bumped into some guys who skate in Kelvingrove Park the other week, I've been thinking that I'd probably like to have another wee go for old time's sake. I think I gave the whole thing up because there was nowhere to skate in Erskine, (my place of existence during my formative years: just after leaving school and before the internment-camp years) and also because there was a real tendency to snap, bruise and generally cause pain to sensitive areas of my body. There is a reason I now have bionic legs, and it wasn't a ninja attack...
Seeing the newly cemented (ah it's a beautiful artistic medium, isn't it?) skate park in KG, I'm tempted to dust off the old board (my decent board got sold off years ago, and now I have a relatively basic £25 job from halfords-respect) and see if I can still stand up on the thing without somehow whacking myself in the clackers: a common occurence just before the "give up" point.
What struck me about skating back then was the fact that the gear all cost an absolute fortune, the clothes were ludicrously outsize, small wheels were great (even though they never seemed to go as fast) and you could spend lots on a "deck" with a nice arty picture on the underside (usually some form of naked woman with oozing skulls motif). Your aim was then to completely wear that picture away to nothing as soon as possible on kerbs, ramp edges and anything else.
Also, you were definitely not allowed to wear protective gear. Well, maybe a single wrist or elbow protector (properly branded, of course), but never one on each arm, or worse, two elbow guards and two knee guards, with matching helmet. Only dress like that if you want to get lynched (at which point, it will come in handy)
I see these guys in videos and pictures doing rail-slides down the rail of a massive flight of stone steps and I just think that there's no way I'd ever do that, though. There a certain brand of psychosis required for that kind of risk, and I'm afraid I don't have it. Maybe something a little gentler, though, just so that I don't feel like a complete wussie.
I'm sure there's still a certain code of conduct and lingo surrounding skating. I think it's a bit like Fight Club. I think I'd be the guy who kept using the wrong words (like someone's dad) and got really impressed at really easy stuff (like someone's mum). "Bogus! That dude managed to turn a corner without putting his foot down. Well done, old chap!"
Does anyone want to educate me as to the current etiquette?
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Monday, March 12, 2007
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Give the phone to daddy. That's ri..aaaAH! Oh dear. A lovely sensitive soundtrack too.
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Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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Current mood:penitential
I recently sent an email of some thoughts on blogging to gadgetvicar specifically in relation to the benefits & pitfalls of blogging within a church community. These weren't rules, but more ideas to think about. I've spoken to so many bloggers who have regrets about what they've posted. The overarching appeal (and danger) of blogging is that it reveals the character of the author, and probably more than any other form of written material ever can. Even personal diaries? Is a blog more revealing about a person than if you happened across their "do not read" reflections? Yes. In a way, it is. The difference comes from the fact that a blog is written to be read in public. You would expect that the knowledge of the inevitable publicity of the blog would serve to influence what a person says and doesn't say when writing it. Well, yes, but not in the ways you might expect. The problem is that people want to get their opinions across. They want to display their personality, to seek affirmation from like-minded individuals. They want to challenge the attitudes of others when they are not in line with their own. And the result of this is that people can discern your motivations, your attitudes, prejudices and insecurities from your posts (and from your replies, which can often be less thought-out, and harder to retract!). Scholars think that with high-faluting language and ambiguous sentence structure, they can hide their true personality. But there's always text the author can't see between the lines. When posting, I think I am blinded by my positive attributes that come across in the post. How wise. How pithy. How amusing. Then, when reading back on subsequent days, the negatives attributes really make themselves clear. How cringeworthy. Blogs differ from personal diaries because they often don't share totally honest personal feelings of inadequacy or guilt, or tales of where you've done the wrong thing. Yet these are the things that make us human, and frailty has an endearing quality. It's never advisable to show it in a public forum, because the very nature of the forum taints the veracity of the emotion ("is that what he wants me to think about him?"). So should I answer the question in the title of my blog? Or will it be misinterpreted? Is it better to keep that to a private forum, or a personal diary? I don't think I'll go into detail, actually. It's there for the discerning to see. Maybe the nature of this very post is ludicrously self-absorbed! I apologise for my weaknesses, and thank God for my strengths. Judge my blogs, and replies, (and for that matter, my emails, phone calls and conversations) how you will. Forgive me: I'll forgive you!
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Wednesday, February 14, 2007
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Current mood:  geeky
I decided to put up a page of ten brief tips on getting quicker at using your windows PC. It takes about 5 minutes to read, and is guaranteed to speed up anyone who isn't already a "power-user". Some of them might be obvious, others not so much. Some of these tips, when I learned them, THEY REVOLUTIONISED MY LIFE TO THE VERY CORE OF MY BEING.
No exaggeration. Click below.
10 Amazing PC tips
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Monday, February 12, 2007
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Current mood:  blank
Flippin eck, what's the deal with time, eh? It just rockets by like a tortoise on a motorbike. I can't believe it's a quarter to four. Today I have posted a cheque, replied to some emails, written a song, installed MS Outlook on Calcutron (he's not happy about it, but sometimes he needs to know who's boss) and faffed about with rules and settings so that all my emails don't keep bouncing back to me (who's boss again?). Add around 30 minutes for lunch, 10 minutes for this nonsense and I'm here already. 3.55. I've got to go and work my spandexed body into a glistening sweat at the gym in an hour, and then get clean and fragrant for Miss Tulip's return. Then a meeting with J Kneechung and her gruesome rabble of misfits (excluding J Shawa or J Cob, who are both very nice if slightly unruly) this evening, and I'm totally unprepared.
They say that it's better to keep your mouth shut so that people only suspect you're an idiot, rather than opening it and confirming their suspicions. That should be my approach at meetings. Should.
Got a message from Simon Varwell today, one of the wackier residents of St Silas, Blogville. Nice to hear every so often that people are still dropping by to read mine, even though it's a bunch of total kak.
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Friday, February 09, 2007
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Current mood:I might have another cold coming on
Miss Tulip says I should blog more, instead of posting rubbish on other people's blogs (sorry Gadgetvicar)
Having just returned from a Switchfoot gig in the lovely but rather out-of-the-way Perth Horsecross Concert Hall, I thought I would end my blogfast by giving a succinct review of the event.
Really very good.
Jury is still out on their new album "Oh Gravity", (could be a grower, like the previous one) but yes, overall an excellent musical performance. Great sound. Lights pretty, but nothing ground-breaking. Did get the feeling that their hearts weren't into it quite so much as other bands I've seen, especially at the start, but I guess that's something you have to deal with when you're touring rigourously well into your 30s (especially when you start in your teens). Still had a fantastic moment towards the end of one song when the whole band froze in a tableau of rock poses, for something like 30 seconds, as the crowd grew wilder and wilder.
As I was getting my CD signed, I mentioned to them that I sold T-shirts for them at their last gig in Scotland (about 7 years ago?). They did their very best to look interested in that fact, God bless 'em.
Thanks to I Hutch 'n' son who took time out of his hectic recording schedule to accompany me on the roundabout road to Perth. Back in the studio at 8am mate? When you fall asleep on the console, try not to dribble on the faders: it rusts the joints...
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Friday, December 08, 2006
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Here's one I found quite interesting  | You scored as Evangelical Holiness/Wesleyan. You are an evangelical in the Wesleyan tradition. You believe that God's grace enables you to choose to believe in him, even though you yourself are totally depraved. The gift of the Holy Spirit gives you assurance of your salvation, and he also enables you to live the life of obedience to which God has called us. You are influenced heavly by John Wesley and the Methodists.
Evangelical Holiness/Wesleyan | | 86% | Neo orthodox | | 71% | Emergent/Postmodern | | 71% | Reformed Evangelical | | 50% | Roman Catholic | | 50% | Fundamentalist | | 39% | Charismatic/Pentecostal | | 39% | Classical Liberal | | 39% | Modern Liberal | | 18% |
What's your theological worldview? created with QuizFarm.com | One for the Chrimbo's out there... Kind of not really surprised with the result... But it was quite a challenging quiz, as a lot of the issues were things that I hadn't really delved into. How many people really know why they believe what they believe?
Choice, as any marketing person will tell you, is mostly an emotional and not an intellectual exercise. That means your feelings tell you which thing to go for, and then your brain backs it up with arguments that you choose to listen to. Kind of scary to realise that, huh? Look back at the last 5 major purchases you've made. How many of those were emotional rather than rational intellectual decisions?
When presented with a whole lot of worldviews and religions: which do we choose? The ones that "feel" right? Many Christians are Christians because it "feels" right to them. Same as people of other beliefs (or non-beliefs.)
For most people, it "feels" too disturbing to consider that your previous belief system is fundamentally flawed. And that's why most people will simply not change their minds based on intellectual reasoning.
The problem is that feelings can (and do) get in the way of the Truth. What things do you think are True? Ask yourself whether your reasons are intellectual or emotional. What an enormous challenge, huh?
It reminded me of an interesting soundbyte I heard the other day (I think from a pastor called Rick Warren)
"If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything".
Do you know why you believe what you believe? And will any of those reasons stand up in a court of law?
Hat tip for the quiz goes to Nodrog, who is a pal of Nick who is a pal of me.
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Tuesday, December 05, 2006
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Category: Art and Photography
As in "move house". Yes. That's the subject up for debate at the moment. The 24 hour BP garage across the road from the Beatcave has recently started closing its doors at 10pm. Why? I'll tell you why. Because some of the local young people feel the (God bless those monks) Buckfast- fuelled urge to make artistic and creative statements through the juxtaposition of heavy objects with other people's property. Indeed, they seem to accord it with additional aesthetic merit if the heavy object and the object upon which it had been juxtaposed were both other people's property. On your left, just beyond the scarpering youths, you can see our latest piece, simply entitled "hawhawyaweejakeybasa". Materials used in this work include a kerbstone,a bus shelter, a Glasgow City Council bin and fire. So it was the general harassment from the locals that forced them to decide that doing business through bulletproof glass was the future of late night shopping. Well, it was that and the stabbing on the forecourt. I hadn't heard about that one (a few weeks back, apparently) but then, it's becoming quite commonplace round here. Honestly, kids. Knives are for spreading "I can't believe it's not butter" and occassionally peeling carrots. Don't insert them into people. I know it wasn't explicitly laid out on the instruction manual when you bought it, but trust me, ok? So the people working at BP don't feel safe. I don't blame them. If there are idiots around here stupid enough to attack someone with a knife in the one place where there are around 6 CCTV cameras trained on you, then it's probably not best to trust your awareness of the predictability of human behaviour to keep you safe. But you know, it's not even that report which is making me consider upping sticks. In fact how does one up a stick? It sounds like a painful process. Maybe not as bad as having a knife inserted, forecourt-style. No, the real reason is that there's only so much you can take with crappy neighbours. When people living in your own close take the same meticulous care over trashing the place that you have obviously taken in cleaning it, it gets rather wearing after a while. Now as a Christian, I'm sure I could find some more constructive terms than "white trash". So.... ... nope. None yet. Hmmm. GSPC website, here I come. I'll need to have a chat with Miss Tulip. Anyone want to buy a flat?
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Friday, November 17, 2006
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Current mood:jangly
Category: Music
Hi folks. For anyone who liked it, I've re-edited the re-edit of the Xtina Aguilera song from a wee while ago. The middle 8 break is a bit better, and a couple of synth parts have been altered slightly. Think the whole thing sounds a bit more cohesive now... Let me know if you like it. Hear it on the beatcave profileDo your thang, honey
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Saturday, November 11, 2006
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In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
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Thursday, November 09, 2006
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Current mood:  giggly
Here's the Jiggers video on youtube. Gimme some nice comments on it, all youtubers out there. ..>
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Friday, November 03, 2006
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Current mood:  frustrated
What is it that makes a product of one's creativity "excellent"?
Almost everyone is online these days. Almost everyone has a website, or web-space to promote themselves, their thoughts, their wares or services. Search engines like google become arbiters of quality (quality? OK, popularity then ) so the casual user is only ever put in touch with the most successful exponents or purveyors of whatever they are searching for.
Whenever this kind of monopolistic infrastructure is created (its greatest advocators being the people who want excellent content) there is inevitably a polarised market force: the dark side of excellence. It's mediocrity mixed with ambition, and the growth of sites like myspace and youtube are the perfect examples of the weight of this counter-balancing market force. There are literally millions of semi-nobodies out there who want to get noticed, either for themselves or for their creations. Pleased to meet you, I'm one of them.
As a perfect example of these forces in action, let's visit myspace's most popular artists. Click on "music" at the top of the screen. Go to the number one signed act, purveyors of excellence: successful, wealthy, popular, influential, loved. Now see how many nobodies have just posted a message on that site. Slightly odd-looking adverts for a singer-songwriter. A pron-star wannabe. Some kid typing "addme addme addme" about 1000 times. So what is it that differentiates the two types of people? How does one go from being in category B (nobodies) into category A (somebodies)?
It's as easy as E.P.E.P. Excellent Product: Excellent Presentation. (feel free to trademark that one...)
Well, OK, therein lies the rub. It's easy to say, but consistently difficult to do.
Here's an example from my day today...
I've been working on a dance track that's going nowhere fast. I've got some stuff in there that's -pretty- good. Some pretty good beats. Pretty good synth lines. Pretty good mix. Put it all together and (depending on the undulatory cycle of my ego) it excites me between about 1% and about 50%.
I should either ditch this or drastically rewrite it.
Ideally, before I release a track, I'd want to be 100% chuffed with every aspect of it. The product and the presentation has to be excellent in my mind. But the greatest temptation is to say to myself: "OK. I'm not the best judge of my own music. I may not like this, but others might be a little more gentle on it. I'm gonna put it up on myspace and see how it goes."
Bad idea. Objectivity goes out the window, and as soon as something's "released" it becomes so much harder to rework it. What if they don't like the revision?
My own feeling is that we wannabes would do a lot better if we held off until we were ready, then unleash an excellent product on an unprejudiced market. People give you one chance to impress them. If you put the slightest foot wrong, whether an odd-looking photograph, a dodgy font, an out-of-place snare drum, a cliche'd lyric...you've just lost a future customer forever.
So with this track, I decided to try superimposing a beastie-boys acappella over the top of it, to see if what it needed was a decent top line. Listening to this raw vocal of one of my favourite hip-hop acts was quite an eye-opener. On its own, the vocal doesn't have a great deal of magic. Put it over my backing track, it sounded kinda curious...not really working. But yet over the beats and loops they chose, it was a hit record.
The point I'm making is that it every aspect of your product and its presentation has to be cohesive. There's no room for wrong ingredients. You can't "quick fix" the cake by adding extra sugar, especially if you're insisting on keeping in the French mustard.
So I gonna be brutal with my product. I'll be prepared to cut loose the dead weight (or at least put it on ice) and strive for new heights. I've worked on this track for ages, and had sometimes convinced myself that it was the next big hit for me. It's a dent to the old self-esteem to turn round and say "actually, that is mediocre". But it's probably the best thing I can do if I'm aiming at excellence.
If only I spent more time at the drawing board, I wouldn't have to keep going back there.
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