Wednesday, 30 March 2016

Take Me Away, Shuffle Function Wednesday - 30/03/16

The Rules of Shuffle Function Wednesday.

  1. Pick a song.
  2. Put your player on shuffle.
  3. You cannot skip any song.
  4. Sit back and relax.

Holy Diver
Dio
Storming The Burning Fields
Dragonforce
Back In The Village
Iron Maiden
Trekka
Puscifer
A Monday
Devin Townsend
How To Make A Monster
Rob Zombie
Summer Hit
The Wombats
WYSIWYG
Clutch
1,000,000
Nine Inch Nails
Descending
Lamb of God
Ending Credits
Opeth
April Ethereal
Opeth
Like A Drug
Queens of the Stone Age
Rainfall
The Vines
Inner Smile
Texas
The Lost Song
The Cat Empire
Weight of the World
Evanescence
Thistle & Weeds
Mumford & Sons
Little L (Wounded Buffalo Mix Edit)
Jamiroquai
H.
Tool
1234
Regurgitator
The Heinrich Maneuver
Interpol
Forgiven
Disturbed
Public Pervert
Interpol
Shake It Out (Acoustic)
Florence + The Machine
Shout At The Devil
Mötley Crüe
Howl
The Grates
“Highway Blues”
Marc Seales
Henry Lee (feat. PJ Harvey)
Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds
Swing (Radio Edit)
Savage
Soldier
Angus & Julia Stone
Planet Smasher
Devin Townsend
M1A1
Gorillaz
Inní Mér Syngur Vitleysingur
Sigur Rós
Over and Out
Foo Fighters
Leave My Body
Florence + The Machine
Main Title (Reprise)
Mike Patton
Mohammed
The Dandy Warhols
Bright As Yellow
The Innocence Mission
Angry Johnny
Poe

Wednesday, 23 March 2016

Take Me Away, Shuffle Function Wednesday - 23/03/16

The Rules of Shuffle Function Wednesday.
  1. Pick a song.
  2. Put your player on shuffle.
  3. You cannot skip any song.
  4. Sit back and relax.

Werewolf, Baby!
Rob Zombie
Ta Douleur
Camille
Beautiful To Me
Little Birdy
Judith (Renholder Mix)
A Perfect Circle
The Song of the Quarter-Time Siren (Car Battery)
TISM
Fire Coming Out Of The Monkey’s Head
Gorillaz
Against All Lies
Heaven Shall Burn
Heartlines (Acoustic)
Florence + The Machine
Forgotten (Lost Angels)
Lamb of God
The_Wretched
Nine Inch Nails
Te Quiero Puta
Rammstein
20 Years of Snow
Regina Spektor
I’m In The Waiting Line
Zero 7
A Time To Be So Small
Interpol
TV Pro
The Vines
Best Years Of Our Lives
Baha Men
Clarke Gable
The Postal Service
Civilized
Charlotte Martin
In The End
Linkin Park
Swlabr
Cream
Necrophobic
Slayer
Milanó
Sigur Rós
The Outsider
A Perfect Circle
Hollywood
Angus & Julia Stone
Gobbledigook
Sigur Rós
The Disease
Heaven Shall Burn
Lady Aberlin’s Muumuu
Jonathan Coulton
Army of Bono
Clutch
Without You
Empire of the Sun
No Fit State
Hot Chip
Volcanic Sunlight
Saul Williams
Sick & Tired
The Cardigans
Wind Is Blowing Stars
Laura Veirs
Sibling Rivalry
Jonathan Coulton
Stupify
Disturbed
Just One Of Those Days
Monica
Minute of Decay
Marilyn Manson
Drowned
Youth Group
Ravenous
Arch Enemy
Shoulder Holster
Morcheeba

Sunday, 20 March 2016

So That Happened



My flat is the top floor of an old house and when I say old it’s somewhere between 100 and 150 years old.

This has a number of pros and cons.

There’s the gorgeous old exterior which is countered by the aspects of the interior design which obviously weren’t designed to accommodate the size of modern furniture.

There’s the beautiful high ceilings which give a light airy feeling of space but which mean that heating the place in winter is a bugger.

There’s the lovely vintage sash windows which are really difficult to clean properly thanks to the way the glass sits and the fact that the insect screens are permanently fixed to the window frame.

But one of the less whimsical or design-based things about having a house that old is that over the years various owners have altered or added to the house.

Some of those additions or ‘improvements’ are rather old.

Some of them were undertaken when there wasn’t a lot in the way of regulations in place.

Some of them probably took place when regulations were in place but the owners thought ‘eh, we can do it ourselves, who needs to know?’.

One of the main offenders in this case was probably my previous landlord who sold to my current landlord.

He had a very ‘I’ll do it myself’ attitude which was both innovative and somewhat concerning.

You’d have fences made of materials he had to hand.

He crafted a greenhouse of out random lengths of metal pile, wood, clear plastic sheeting and twists of wire.

He had a hoarder’s paradise of a shed where he’d always have something he could use to ‘fix’ or replace something that was broken or playing up.

The reason I’m bringing all this up is because when I got home yesterday most of my lights and half of my power points weren’t working, and when I went around testing them all to see what was and wasn’t functioning I found this.

[Zap]

Yep.

That, my friends is a smoke stain.

From when the light – which was not on – shorted out during a rainstorm we had that day and released what I assume was a terrifying spark and deposited soot on the paint.

My current landlord is thankfully a registered electrician so I went downstairs and dragged him up to work out what the hell had happened and whether I was in any danger of waking up on fire in the near future.

He took apart the light fixture and checked the wiring and it looks like the short was caused by a build up of dust and bad wiring rather than direct contact with water getting into the roof buuuuuuuuut there’s still some concerns about why it happened on the day with the heavy persistent rain.

He also checked the old fashioned fuses to see if more than one had blown.
Only one had but when looked at it his eyebrows just about catapulted off his forehead because the wire that had been used was NOT fuse wire.

They had used a bit of wire about the right size made of a conductive or semi-conductive material which they had presumably just had to hand because why bother buying fuse wire when you can just use this wire!? Waste not, want not!

THIS is a prime example of the gut-clenching terror that you can experience when you find some of the ‘eh, we can do it ourselves work’.

There are exterior lights which have been taken down since new landlord took over because the first time he saw them he went very still and just said ‘those aren’t earthed’.

There were extra power points which had been installed via the highly professional technique of pulling an existing power point out from the wall, splicing in some extra wire, fixing that wire to the skirting board with little u-shaped fixtures which ran all the way to the new power point and then painting over that new wire to make it less obvious that this is what they’ve done.

I should probably be a bit more concerned about this but honestly in the almost 9 years I’ve been living there I haven’t had too many problems and there is a serene calm that comes from renting a place that will probably need to be extensively rewired and restored rather than owning a place that will probably need to be extensively rewired and restored.

I spent Friday evening watching TV by lamplight and cooking on my gas cooktop and despite the inconvenience, and yeah potential danger, I still love this place.

It’s pretty, crazy, and I get to enjoy that while handballing any problems to someone else who is coming back today to crawl around in the ceiling* and see if we’re likely to survive the environmental hardships of winter.

So yeah, my house could have caught fire but it didn’t so my brain has immediately gone ‘cool story, bro’ and I’ve sauntered onto the internet to tell people about it.

Because priorities.