View Article  Note from Da Webster.
Hi folks. Xmas seemed to go on and on and because of that and because my house is currently in an uproar what with trying to set up a home network, moving rooms around and so forth I have had to transfer the entire site onto another computer and tidy everything up both in the virt and real world. Also I've got to do some work on a script I've been writing and as such I've not been able to get much work done this week. I've got about half the pages done and am finalising the chaos around me so no new pages this week but I'll get as much done as I can over the weekend and do a large update on Monday. This will include another President Evil piece.

Cheers.

W.
View Article  New Doom Rising.
So dat was 2008. Da year dat a black mans got duped into da worst job in da world while da financial sectors went inta freefall an' Da Dark Knight was ultimately a disappointment. 2008 was in itself a weird year I wos gonna do my end of year top five rounds up but to be honests dere weren't dat much good stuffs dat wos worf discussin', I means, I found it hard to find 5 albums from 2008 dat I enjoyed. Movies wos da sames. Twards da end of da year some neat games cames out, but even dat was quites a meagre selection. So wif dats in mind here is me favourite fings and biggest diappointments of 2008.

Albums.
Bedlam in Goliath. Da Marsh Vaulter. At first I didn't get inta dis album, it wos too full on an' a step sideways radder dan forward for da masters of audience torturin' fiends dat dey is. Even da live show wasn't greats (dough it had some blindin' moments) but for some odd reasons, lyin' in da sun, caked outta me face an listenin' to it amongst da trees in a park in Amsterdam da most jarrin fing abouts it, Thomas Pridgens merciless AK47 jazz style drummin' unfolded finally an brought about a new found enjoyment of most of da album. Tourinquet man is still shit dough.

Seldom Seen Kid. Elbow. An album of imagined romance in da industrial ruins. sure it's gots annoyin' hearin' half of it played endlessly on TV idents, but all in all a great great album, from da dreamy openin' of "Starlings" onwards, dis is a great album, well produced and wif interestin' music an smashin' lyrics dat unlike Marshy Vaulter, makes at least some kind of sense. Good stuff.

Dig Lazarus Dig. It's Nick Cave. You knows it...

Antidotes. Foals. In a year drenched in annoyin' '80's revivalist bands as personified by da annoyin' MGMT dis album is actually a good takes on dat whole nostalgia fing. Not da best album in da wurld, but Balloons is tip top. Some udder good tunes on dere an it's pretty short. BONUS!

Knee Deep in Da North Sea Portico Quartet. JAZZ!!!!!!!! Yeps folks dat is just how BAD fings is. one o da best albums of da year is a JAZZ album. Da'ts a bit unfair to tell ye da troof. Double bass drums saxaphone an some kind o' steel drum fing doin' some nice modern contemporary jazz (wif a small J). Don't expect squealin' John Zorn style madness here, expect tunes an' entertainments.

Biggest disappointments of da year.

Turd by Portishead

Forth by Verve.

Movies.
Well I's seen so many dis year, but not many from dis year. Heh. So all I can say is dat for sheer funs an' scares REC wins. Everyfin' else in 2008 has paled in comparison. Everyfin was eidder tryin' ta be too fancy and poignant or was dumber dan a dead mute wif serious autism. A SHIT year for movies. BAH!

Oh yeah Cloverfield was alrights at da movies, it din't bear up on DVD.

TV shows.
Da Wire ended. Da mighty Boosh mades half a good series, Generation Kill gave us somefin ta watch in da summer, everyfin' else was an insult even to da tosspot corpophiliac whore dust snortin' mind rapin' sorcerors in advertisin'. BBC4 had screenwipe an ITV had Harry Hill. Two programmes dat ridicules and decontructs TV, boaf of which was probably da most watchable fings all year.

So let's hope 2009 has some better entertainment dan 2008. I don't has my hopes up, when dey is using sock puppets ta sell cars ta so called adults, I fink we can honestly say the Lowest common denominator is so low as to be almost unmeasurably stupid. Expect lots of Clapalongamoron shows, more "reality" crap an more desperate wannabe's try to outdo demselves wif tales of woe an' singin' shit cover versions on TV.

Expect almost ALL movies to be cover verisions of old TV shows comic books, kids toys an' udder movies.

It's times like dis dat Osama Bin Ladin an his crazy archaic bastard ideology looks almost forward finkin'.

DEATH TO MUNDANITY!!!!

Bah!

Auds.