The Worship St Irregulars

The unfortunate case of Mrs Teddy Bear, Gillian Gibbons, recalled memories of the assassination of famous film director Theo Van Gogh. Theo filmed a ten minute short called Submission, a literal translation of ‘Islam’ into English. He raised the awkward question of violence to women in Islamic societies and ultimately paid the price for it whilst strolling through Amsterdam, having been murdered by Mohammed Bouyeri. Perhaps there is something tragic about the Van Gogh lineage. Perhaps it was because the killer was called Mohammed.

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I love all things Soviet. I just think that Russia is the most interesting country in the World, when you think about its size, its diverse ethnic population, its history, it’s politics, its literature and not to mention its unique sociopolitics, social networks and vodka.

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So, we went out last night for an absolute blinder. Trawled our way through the seedy, hipster underbelly of Shoreditch, did the loop on Hoxton Square, weaselled our way down Old St and staggered out blinking into the night at about 3am. Where things took a decidedly weird turn. Strolling back to the bat cave, we tried our luck at a little parkour; taking us down a few empty streets, vibing on the walls and generally flairing like only professional drunkards can. The word may even have been gambolling.

And then, out of nowhere, steps the biggest, ugliest transvestite you have ever seen. 6ft if she’s an inch, shoulders broader than Atlas, and, incongruously, boots that wouldn’t look out of place on a paratrooper. She starts mouthing off about us vibing around her neighbourhood at 4 in the morning, and we’re like, ‘yo step back now and give a brother room, the fuse is lit and it’s about to go boom’. Read more »

8-Bit is invading music, art, fashion and pretty much anything else worth invading…

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Just got back from Brick Lane market, and realised one thing: if you laid out all the t-shirts for sale on Brick Lane side by side, they would loop the Earth 14 times. It’d be like some hipster version of hands across America. The Ditch’s appetite for t-shirts is phenomenal. You have arty t-shirts, geeky t-shirts, retro t-shirts and some really, really shit ones. It’s getting out of control, there needs to be an embargo on t-shirts.

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Facebook’s beacon advertising gimmick has drawn down a whole lotta flaming from the blogosphere; apparently people are getting rumbled on present purchases, embarassing buys or just plain upset by the idea that their precious online social life is getting coopted by corporations (check, faceless bad guy).
But wait; you’re not paying for facebook, right? Seriously now, why do we seem to expect things for free. I am more than happy to get nice things ad supported; it looks like it’s finally going to kick off for phones, and as a Londoner, I’m pretty used to getting forced to take the crappy free paper on every corner.
And you know what, I don’t see adverts. Occasionally someone will make an advert that affirms their place in the jostling brand-o-matic I carry in my head, but product adverts in particular are basically meaningless.

You need to make it easier for me to find your shit, not push it in my face when I don’t even realise I want it. And yes, if a metric assload of my friends buy your book/movie/gig ticket, I might consider bowing to peer pressure. Cultural artifacts only, please, though; I will tune out the fact that my buds have all started kicking back with a Budweiser. Read more »

so, I came across this game the other day; and it’s taken me a little while to get around to actually playing it. It’s a pretty tiny game, and so it did manage to drag me away from desktop tower defence (has a better time wasting game been invented), and it’s pretty awesome.

I’m not going to give away much of the games story; it’s a bit of a simple one anyway…it’s only got two controls; forward and back. I recommend that you take a little bit of time to rummage around, because, frankly, the end is a bit of a paean to existentialist misery.

On the plus side though, epic 8-bit beats are full of win.

I have a confession to make; I wear a suit 5 days a week. Yeah I know, but we can’t all end up doing what we want to be when we were five. My careers advisor told me they already had enough space cadets. Despite this, I’ve made a fairly strong informal application to join their ranks. Anyway, dirty, pit-on-earth suit bars…

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So over the last couple of years, the good times have been rolling with big city bonuses, spiraling asset values and cheap money for everyone to borrow. Globalisation has started racheting up a notch and technology hasn’t exactly been kicking back and chilling with a dooby watching Dude Where’s My Car either.

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