January 23, 2008Mardy BumArtic Monkeys snub Brits over Take That battleArctic Monkeys are planning to freeze out the Brits because of their head-to-head battle with Take That. The Sheffield band have a frosty relationship with their Manchester rivals and they even clashed at the Q Awards in 2006, when Alex Turner called Gary Barlow and the boys a "load of b*******." Now the Arctics - whose song Mardy Bum seems strangely fitting - are determined not to run the risk of losing out to the comeback kings live on ITV. Take That have been tipped to sweep the board in the Best Group, Single and Album categories - the same gongs the Arctics are up for. The icy reception they've received from the band has dismayed Brits bosses, who hoped there might be a chance the Arctics would perform at the bash on February 20. A source said: "There is a distinct lack of indie bands at this year's awards and there was a slim hope that Arctic Monkeys might come and add a bit of rock 'n 'roll to the event. "Everyone knows they aren't big on awards and, at the moment, they seem to have no intention of coming. It's a shame, as their ongoing feud with Take That could have added a real spark to proceedings." But maybe we shouldn't completely give up hope. Pals of the Monkeys tell us the one thing that might just get the band to show up would be to see Sir Paul McCartney in action after picking up his Lifetime Achievement Award. "They may go to the afterparty if Sir Paul has one. They went to the Oasis party at Cuckoo Club last year," our source said. "Or, if they were asked to duet with him at the end of the show, I think Alex and the lads would find it hard to turn down. "They met Sir Paul at last year's Q Awards and their mate Noel Gallagher is a big fan, so he might be able to drag them along." Let's hope they thaw out before the big show and make a surprise appearance. [Source: Mirror] Ok, first of all, do I really need to point out the obvious here? The Arctic Monkeys did not attend The Brit Awards last year either. They accepted their awards via satellite video dressed like this:  I think after insulting Take That to their faces at the Q Awards, it's a bit rich to say they're going to wimp out of the Brits for THAT reason. But I'm sure now that the rep's are going to talk like that to the press and make those insinuations, the Monkeys will be SURE to want to attend and perform. Is it me or is this whole press release completely stupid? Why would the organizers talk to The Mirror about this? Stop using Paul McCartney as a bargaining tool. It's idiotic. Thse guys obviously think this thing is a joke anyways, and while I doubt that Take That have anything to do with their hesitance to appear, I'm pretty sure telling the press that the band is wimping out is going to be a REAL incentive. "Oh please Arctic Monkeys! Please come to our party! It would be so cool if real live indie rockers showed up! Our parents aren't going to be home and Noel Gallagher says he can get us some beer! Maybe some GIRLS will show up to! And Macca might have an after-party!" I know I just wrote a blog about how dry I feel, but this is just dribble on purpose. Plus it's funny. Related Groups:
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December 20, 2007Retro Film Review: "If..."
The Mick Travis Trilogy Part I: If… (1968) Director: Lindsey Anderson Writer(s): David Sherwin and John Howlett (Script: “Crusaders”) Starring: Malcolm McDowell Christine Noonan David Wood
Considering the amount of hoopla over the DVD release of Rob Zombie’s “Eh, not too bad” remake of Halloween and Mr. Michael Myers’ entry into our fine community here on Buzznet, I thought I’d put a bit of focus for my first review of Myers’ righteous nemesis, Dr. Loomis (the old guy). Or, more accurately, the man playing him, the legendary Malcolm McDowell. I wanted to pay some tribute to his work when he was young.
McDowell, 1975 If you are any fan of cinema, then you probably know McDowell from his portrayal of Alex Delarge in McDowell played Travis in three films directed by his friend and mentor, legendary director Lindsey Anderson, If... (1968), O Lucky Man! (1973), and If… was McDowell’s first film, and it was the beginning of a fantastic actor-director relationship comparable to Robert DeNiro and Martin Scorsese or Elian Kanzo and Marlon Brando. McDowell plays the part of Mick, a rebellious student at “College House” who’s acts of resistance under the harsh and abusive treatment of the school’s hierarchy increases rapidly in risk and extremity. While Travis is the obvious main character, excerpts of the film lack his presence completely and instead follow other characters. The authority at College House displays itself in shots surrounding numerous characters, including the all-powerful and abusive Prefects or “Whips” and the Freshmen “Scum”. The Scum get treated as slaves by The Whips and, in some cases, as sex objects.
The homosexual environment reveals itself on several occasions, instances when combined make for a surprisingly balanced view considering the time period (Gay sex had only just been partially decriminalized in But this film isn’t about sexual exploration. It’s about corruption and cruelty. Another victim is seen in a new Scum called Jute (Sean Bury) who on the first day receives a sneer of “You don’t talk to us” from a senior when asking for directions. Later on we find him being instructed in the mandatory knowledge of the College House etiquette and names of the seniors. He is quizzed by his peers, who hit and yell fiercely at him when he gets the answer right but says it wrong. “It’s not just the matter of the answer, but how you say it. One mistake and you fail the whole test and we all get beaten.” Simple statements like this come out at you unexpected no matter what the setting. Welcome to College House. When they say “New Blood”, they mean it literally. But back to Mick Travis, a senior, who normally would not be much of a victim if he only conformed. But Mick Travis is a character described by director Lindsey Anderson as “One who stands up and says no against overwhelming odds.” This is not apparent at first, though you know straight away when you meet him that he is rebel. The first full shot of his face is of him sporting a strictly forbidden moustache. But as your revulsion at the Whips’ abuse rises, so does the extremity in Travis’ rebellious behavior. Travis though proves himself to be revolutionary in more ways than one. You are enraptured by his obvious intelligence, boyish charm, and wild exploits. At the same time you are repeatedly taken off guard by certain actions and statements by him. No matter what, you know he is a challenging character, one who is observant and willful. In between major acts of defiance by Travis (including a scene in which he escapes with Johnny to the town and steals a motorcycle, another of an act of frightening violence, and of course the shocking, though metaphorical, ending), two queer quirks repeat themselves. One being Travis himself, who when fooling around in the study he shares with his friends occasionally utters random statements of strange yet striking philosophy when he should be making some typically adolescent comment. The foreshadowing is evident enough to make you aware of its purpose but cryptic enough to keep the outcome of the whole film shocking. The second quirk is the tendency of this film to let fantasy pop up in the middle of reality, a perfect example being the infamous coffee shop scene. After abruptly kissing the girl-clerk (Christine Noonan) harshly and going to the jukebox, the girl approaches and challenges him. The two quickly engage in a bizarre growling match. A second later they are wrestling naked on the floor. Other instances of this are less intense and more humorous, such as when the Headmaster of the school commands Mick, Johnny, and Wallace to apologize to the school chaplain. The Headmaster then opens the top drawer of his desk and out pops the Chaplain, ready to shake the boys’ hands. Overall, If… is a masterpiece, simply put. It adds all the dynamics of authority and rebellion. The performances, particularly McDowell’s, are nothing short of spectacular and the characters are relatable and captivating. Multiple meanings are found in every scene each time you watch the film, and no matter what, you never lose interest. And as the film progressives, the question is still relevant: Which side are you on? (Thanks to John Ounceofwentz and Huldaholm for your help!) Related Groups:
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November 6, 2007The Importance of Knowing Your VocabularyLadies and gentlemen, I now present to you something that is not news and something that is news. Not News: Some people are stupid. Like, really really stupid. News: It's been about 180 years since the first controversy of suffrage in America came forth and people still don't know what feminism means.
I now present Geri Halliwell's interview with the Guardian in which this passage says: "So, is Halliwell a feminist? The question clearly hits a nerve: what, she asks quickly, do I mean by feminism? Well, I tell her, for me feminism is about the fact that women still aren't treated equally, which raises issues of justice. OK, concedes Halliwell, maybe she is a feminist: but she has a few distinct caveats. One objection seems to be that she fears feminism will emasculate and demoralise men: but her bigger problem is its image. "It's about labelling. For me feminism is bra-burning lesbianism. It's very unglamorous. I'd like to see it rebranded. We need to see a celebration of our femininity and softness." Fair point, actually, which is part of the reason I am posting this. Bit of a more pressing issue? Well, first of all, the only thing that gets reported is this part: "It's about labelling. For me feminism is bra-burning lesbianism. It's very unglamorous. " And I went to those blogs reporting only this part of her statement. And it gets better, because I actually fooled myself into thinking that the comments on this would be intelligent despite being ill-informed, unfortunately, a good chunk of them ran along these lines:
"Feminism is passé. We all know men and women are different. Why not celebrate the differences and the qulities that make each gender unique. I certainly am not threatened by skills and aptitudes a woman posesses that I do not. Feminism has only tried to drive a wedge between men and women and has served only to create bitter individuals in both genders. Let us move past bitterness and learn to respect one and other and what they can contribute." Ok. Once again:
Wanting equal rights is passe? Outdated? We should move past this? Campaigning for equal rights? It tries to drive a wedge. Excuse me? The whole aim of the movement is to unite us and make us equal! No, I don't necessarily think whoever wrote that is a misogynist. My philosophy is you're either a feminist or a sexist person (misandrist or misogynist). Feminism is equality. EQUALITY. EQUAL RIGHTS. IF YOU THINK WOMEN SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED THE SAME RIGHTS AND OPPORTUNITIES AS MEN, THEN YOU ARE A MISOGYNIST AND THEREFORE SEXIST. LIKEWISE, IF YOU ARE A WOMAN WHO BELIEVES MEN SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED THE SAME RIGHTS AS WOMEN, THEN YOU ARE A MISANDRIST AND THEREFORE SEXIST. Now, the comment up above is not by someone who I think is a misogynist at all. The problem is, I think he's a feminist and does not even realize it because like Ms Halliwell, he believes feminists are all "bra-burning" misandrists who love to push the gender issue only to win an argument a la Hilary Clinton. The problem is, I don't think people really know the definition of feminism. No, it's not all lesbian man-hating with aspirations of women ruling the world and oppressing men. In fact, none of it is. That's the antithesis of feminism, just as much as women-hating with aspirations of oppressing women and denying them huiman rights is. Okay, so once again:
FEMINISM: THE DOCTRINE ADVOCATING SOCIAL, POLITICAlL, AND ALL OTHER RIGHTS OF WOMEN EQUAL TO THOSE OF MEN AN ORGANIZED MOVEMENT FOR THE ATTAINMENT OF SUCH RIGHTS FOR WOMEN FEMININE CHARACTER
And my own personal addition: The doctrine advocating social, political, and all other rights of men equal to those of women. I AM A FEMINIST I want everyone who believes in equality between the sexes who read this journal to comment with those words in all caps. And, on a further personal note: Me:
My bra. My PINK bra. And awesome shoes:
Me being happy with my bra:
(Why does it look like I'm eating it?)
So there.
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July 2, 2007'To be or not to be' my short Doctor Who story.
The Doctor Who short story contest is over now. No, I did not win or place, but still I am happy with what I wrote. Now that it is over I will now post it here. Enjoy.
'TO BE OR NOT TO BE' by J. Edward Anderson aka goldbrickdreams To be or not to be? The question of questions. Said by many
and understood by few. I will admit that I am amongst the many who does
not understand this well known question. I am just a simple man and I
live a simple life or at least I used to. Too be or not too be? I still
do not know what it means. All I know of it now this is that is the
first thing the Doctor said to me. I remember the day
very well. I did not have to work so I went to the lake for a nice
walk. The day was perfect with sunny skies and a light breeze and the
temperature was just right. I did what I always did. I stopped at the
farmers market to get a nice big cigar or two. I always love a good
cigar when walking around the lake. Most the time I only get one for
the first half of the walk. Then there are times like this one where I
go ahead and get two for both halves of the walk. I also get a small
bottle of water and some mints or candies. The lake I
like to go to is a nice state park. One tucked nicely away from city
life. The walking trail goes around the whole lake. I always park in
the same spot. A nice boating dock on the south side of the lake. This
is where the walking trail begins and ends. Most people can walk the
trail in about one and a half hours. Me, I like to take my time. It
takes me two, sometimes three hours to walk the whole trail. All
depending on the day. At the half way point of the
trial is a nice little wild life center. The have a little building
with some stuffed animals and facts about the lake. There is also a
very little gift shop. It is not the greatest, but for this area it is
just right. There is also a bridge here where I stop to rest my feet. Now
for some reason, and I do not know why, I went to the north side of the
lake. I decided to start out my walk at what normally is my half-way
point of my walk. I parked my car in the dirt parking lot and got ready
for my walk. I go though the same thing every time. I put on my light
jacket and carefully put every thing I need in its own spot. Cigars and
lighter in the left pocket. Wallet and keys in the inside pocket. Then
the water will go to the right side pocket. Any candy, gum, or mints I
put in my paints pockets. Last I go around my car and make sure all the
doors are locked. I went straight to the bridge to
see what kind of wild life I could spot from there. Most the times I
see turtles, cranes, and sometimes a snake or two. I always see
spiders, fish, and lots of butterflies. One time I got to watch a
falcon dive for a fish. I wish I had a camera then and also on this day. There
was no one on or around the bridge at the time. It was strange. No
animals either. I could not even decided on which one of the two cigars
I wanted to smoke first. So I just set off on my walk, not smoking this
time. As soon as I got off the bridge I heard this
strange sound behind me. I never heard anything like it and I still
cannot fully say what it sounded like. I turned and there it was. From
out of nowhere now stood this big blue box. I had seen one before in
old pitchers of London.
I knew what it was. But what was it doing here and where did it come
from? It was an old blue English police call box. I know it was not
there just a moment ago. What was it doing there now? I
walked up closer to get a better look when the door opened and this
British fellow stepped out. He looked at me and asked the weirdest
question. “To be or not to be?” the man asked me. I just looked at him dumfounded. All I could say was, “What?” “To be or not to be?” he said again. “Who are you?” I asked “The Doctor,” he said. “Doctor who?” I asked. “Just Doctor,” he told me, ”and you are?” “Davao, Davao DeAngel,” I said to him, ”Where did you come from?” “Oh here and there,” the Doctor said. “No, how did you get here?” I asked this Doctor. “We’ll
have time for that later,” said the Doctor as he walked over to the
side of the bridge. He looked out at the lake. “You know this is the
first time I have been to this lake. Nice place it is.” He inhaled
deeply threw his nose as if he was trying to get all the smells at one
time. “I love how it smells here. Nice and clean.” I looked at that old police box again. I still was puzzled on how it got there. “It’s
called a TARDIS. Short for Time and Relative Dimensions In Space,” he
said as if he read my mind, “I am a time lord or as you Americans would
say a time traveler. Same thing, just said different. It always amazes
me how many ways one can say something.” He looked down at the water. I
walked over by him. I did not know what to do or say. Then he looked at
me and asked the question that would change my life forever. “Would you like to go for a trip?” “Where?” I found myself asking. “We’ll
know when we get there,” he said, “You want to go?” Then he looked at
what looked like a watch on his wrist and began to wave at someone out
on the lake. I turned to see who he was waving to and saw there was no
one out on the lake. He told me to wave with him out at the lake. I did
as he said. Then he stopped and asked me again. “So, do you want to go?” I still was looking out at the lake trying to see who or what we were waving at. “I’ll
tell you later who we gave a hello to, “said the Doctor as he walked
back to the TARDIS. He stood by the door. “I’ll be waiting inside for
you.” With that he stepped inside. I stood there
and for the life of me I do not know why I did what I did then. Maybe
it was the Norwegian in me. I never really knew why I really went. I
just did. “Welcome aboard,” said the Doctor as I entered in door, “make yourself at home. We’ll be off in one second.” I
stood at the door not believing what my own eyes where seeing. It was
huge in there. I wish I had a camera so I could have got a good picture
of it. I never could and I don’t think I ever will be able to fully
describe what I saw in there. The Doctor was working at a center
console on something as I slowly walked towards him. I wondered if this
was how Alice felt when she got to the bottom of that long rabbit hole. “Where
would you want to go or should I just surprise you?” he asked me. He
paused for a moment. “Let’s go somewhere we both haven’t been yet.”
With that said he hit a button. At first I thought
this was some kind of weird joke that they do on those hidden camera
shows. I know that was not true, only sometimes the mind will come up
with the strangest stuff to explain what really is going on. I think I
could have handled a hiding camera show better than what I was seeing. The
Doctor looked at me and said we where there. Were? I did not feel like
we went anywhere. He then told me to step outside. I thought that when
outside I would be back on the bridge with some bald guy yelling
surprise. Only that is not what was outside the doors. The
bridge was not there. Even the lake was not there. It was even a
different time of day. Not noon with the sun high in the sky. It was
almost nighttime just as the sun was going down. I was now surrounded
by a grassy field with the ocean off in the distance. The only thing
that was the same was the TARDIS. The Doctor came out like that was a
day-to-day thing for him. He handed me an old fashion telescope and
started walking towards the sunset. I did not have time to think over
if I should follow or not. I caught up to him very fast though. We did
not walk far from the TARDIS when we came to a cliffs edge. From were
we stood before it looked like we where at sea level. The fact was we
were high above sea level and on the top of a high hill with a cliff
overlooking the sea. The told me to look out at the
horizon with the telescope. At first I did not find anything. Then I
saw it. I always wanted to see one. Always wondered what the real ones
looked like. Yes I have seen them before. Pitchers in books and on TV
of ones that where replicas, but this was the real thing. I just knew
there was no way that it was a fake. I was looking at a very real
Viking long boat as it sailed across the horizon. It was just as I
thought it would look. “I always wondered what it would be like to be a
fly on the wall watching history as it happened. I never thought it
would be like this.” “Come on now. I got one more place I think you’ll love,” said the Doctor as he started walking back to the TARDIS. I
did not say anything as we went back in the TARDIS. In less than one
minute the Doctor said we arrived. I stepped more slowly out of the
TARDIS this time. This time what I saw was like a dream. We where in
what I can only say looked like the inside of a snow globe. “Where are we?” I asked the Doctor. “We
at the one place I like to stop by when the only thing I want is some
good food, drink, and the best view I have ever seen in all my
travels,” said the Doctor as he lead my across the strange bluish red
floor. There where tables all over the place at that was it, just
tables. “It is, you can say a restaurant in outer space. Shall we sit
and eat.” We sat at a table near the edge of the
globe like glass. I looked out at the space around us. I have never
seen anything like that. I don’t know if I ever would ether. A
holographic waiter appeared out of now where and the Doctor order for
both of us. I did not mind. May be it was a good thing I did not know
what I was eating. I must say that it was very good. What ever it was.
After that we just sat and talked looking out at the amazing colors of
the space outside. I do not remember all that we talked about, but we
did talk for a long time. I took one last look before we got back in the TARDIS. I stood by his side this time as he pushed the buttons. “Well, we're back,” he said. When
I stepped out of the TARDIS we were back at the lake, only now on the
south side. I walked to the waters edge puzzled and amazed at what had
just happened. I pulled out my cigars as the Doctor stepped up next. He
asked for one and I gave him the better of two. He
reached into his jacket. He pulled out a small gold telescope and
handed it to me. He told me to take a look at the very far side of the
lake. What I saw I could not believe. It was the old stone bridge on
the other side of the lake. The Doctor and I was waving this way. I
watched until I saw the TARDIS vanish into air. “Now you know who you where waving at,” he said. Before
I could ask him anything he started walking back to the TARDIS. Before
he went in he stopped and turned to me and said, “I think you have
something you want to ask now.” “To be or not to be? What did you mean with that?” I asked. “It is what you asked me the first time we met,” he said “We met before?” I asked. “Yes,” he said, “I wish I could explain, but I was told not to.” “Who told you not to?” I asked. “You
did,” he said, “the only thing I can tell you is that it is in your
blood. Deep down inside you already know the answers. You just need to
ask yourself the right questions.” He then took something out of his
pocket and gave it to me. “You asked me to give this to you.” “What is it?” I asked. “I believe it is the key to your TARDIS,” he said. “I don’t have a TARDIS,” I told the Doctor, “you must have the wrong person.” “No,
I got the right person,” said the Doctor, “now, where or what of your
TARDIS, I cannot say. When you are ready you will find it.” “Ready for what?” “To be a time lord,” and before I could ask more he stepped into his TARDIS and before I knew it he was gone. I
slowly walked back to my car. I knew I would see him again. The more I
thought about it I knew the Doctor was right. I guess I always knew,
just never faced it before like this. I was not going to rush things. I
had all the time I needed. As for my TARDIS I knew where could be. I
knew it was in a safe place. When the time is right I will find where
it is. I do not know why, but I think I fought with him in some kind of
war. Somehow I survived and I had a bad feeling I will not like what I
will remember. Who was I before and what am I to become.
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June 28, 2007Suduko
As you may know i'm a computer programmer by profession and these suduku grids are generated by a program i wrote for my sister
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