19 Jun 2009

"I'm adaptable
Now I like my new role
I'm getting better and better
I have a new goal
I'm changing my ways
Where money applies
This is not a love song"

As the headline lyric suggests I feel that I'm getting better at handling my money. Not least because I reeeeeeeeaaaaaally want the 50" tv I've set my blood pump on (prepare your drool link). It will, thanks to the summer season being one were I'm going to lots of events, take about three months to save up. On the bright side it will look shit hot with the PS3 on it. For a start I may be able to read the font on PSN without sitting three feet away from my 28" 16:9 CRT TV. All of this is providing that I can manage to stay in employment rather than get totally enraged by some shoplifting scum or some dumbass customer who will no doubt incur my wrath and then it's Hulk Smash!!! After the tv I've made a list of all the gadgets I want, I really should stop watching Geekbrief.tv but then it's a devious person who decided to get an incredibly beautiful woman to wave gadgets in my face via my iPod. I went off her slightly though when I found out she was happily married and loved Jeebus Chrust too. Mind you I have got my great big little sister's birthday coming up, but even though she sent me a tenner for my 40th coupled with a note saying "it's not much but it's better than a cheese sandwich." Come August I will send a Tenner, cheese sandwich with a note saying "The difference between us is that I send the cheese sandwich as well." Petty? Me? I'd like to point out to any person expecting a big present this christmas is to be sorely disappointed I'm afraid. Maplin gift tokens all round I'm afraid. Unfortunately there's nothng much to buy in Maplins, I know after all, sadly I work for them. Well that's probably a mite unfair, he adds in case someone should reach for my P45 before I save for my new tv, there's just nothing I would want... apart from some of the women that walk past the big windows.

Here's the music, this time it's Every Morrissey single, b side and extra track from his solo career from 1988 to 2008.

7 Jun 2009

"We are driving on the Autobahn
In front of us is a wide valley
The sun is shining with glittering rays
The driving strip is a grey track
White stripes, green edge
We are switching the radio on
From the speaker it sounds:
We are driving on the Autobahn"

Well, it must be said that amongst the visits to the cinema recently, my work, my PS3 and downloading shit loads of digital media of all kinds I have summarily failed in my bid to become a writer of anything other than shopping lists. This is mainly due to my lack of discipline and wholehearted laziness I want to collate all these hundreds of scraps of paper into some sort of order but like I say I'm easily distracted. The next few months shouldn't help either as I have to go to Tank Fest '09, Yeovilton Air show and Bournemouth Air Show. Damn those lottery gods!!!! I need to be well enough off so that I can concentrate on my writing (or more likely play more on the PS3). I have been to the cinema more this month than I had in the previous year. Watchmen wasn't bad but will never be as good as the graphic novel. Terminator Salvation was immense and by far the best film I've seen in quite a while. Star Trek however I suppose was too much of a fan of the original series to enjoy it fully? I suppose if I watch it again without being more concerned about whether the disabled man would be able to get back in the room again once I'd let him out I may enjoy it more, that and the twat in the front who didn't seem to be able keep the decibels down on the popcorn he was chewing. The thing is I never have my rifle on me when I need it. I must have missed at least thirty homeless in the last week alone. Mind you with the £5.20 I won on the Euro Lottery this week at least my plans for world domination are slowly coming to fruition so it's not all doom and gloom soon I shall have my gas chambers and work camps. Well on that kind of budget the death camps sorry ahem, rehabilitation camps the huts would be made out of cardboard and the Zyklon B would in fact be Wilkinson's own brand talcum powder but still, it's a start.

Anyway here's the music firstly I've found a copy of Tricky's first album Maxinquaye which for me was a bit of a lost classic. Also I've uploaded for your delight Ashes to Ashes Second series soundtrack, Various Artists - Dancehall '63 (Ska). Lastly you have The Best of Prince. Enjoy.

1 Jun 2009

"Everything goes when you're dead
Everything empties from what was in your head

No point in waiting today

Stupid revenge is what's making you stay

Its going to happen - happen - till your change your mind"

I was so 'impressed' with the game I recently bought called 'Eat Lead' I found myself so full of bile at the waste of money that I wrote a review on Amazon, I thought I'd publish it here as a precautionary tale against buying the big pile of steaming Batha Poodoo.
"Quite frankly there have been many times in my life that I have regretted my actions... but none more so than when I bought this game. To be honest I just wanted to boost my PS3 trophies a little and that is the whole reason anyone should buy this game, in fact for a start don't buy, rent it. Let me just say that in all my years of gaming I have never had any game that I've played on my trusty old PS1, 2 or 3 crash the system, until now that is.
The game play itself leaves a hell of a lot to be desired, for a start the main character himself points out one error in judgement by the programmers, the fact that there is no 'jump' button. Also missing in action is a 'run' button ...although I did find the 'Off' button, thankfully. Movement of the person you are playing is akin to when you see these really old men jogging, you know when they would move quicker if they walked? The bad guys on the other hand run like Sonic the Hedgehog on speed. They aren't encumbered by the need to take cover much either and quite often will be suddenly at your side whilst pumping you full of lead projectiles at high velocity. Meanwhile whilst you try to aim as accurately as possible to actually be in any danger of registering a hit on the baddies, you die. There is absolutely no aim assist whatsoever. I'm no basic gamer I've been playing fps for years and can count all of the 'Medal of Honour', 'call of duty', 'Doom', several 'star wars' and 'Brothers in Arms' games amongst others in my experience. So please don't think this review is in anyway because I can't play the game due to a lack of ability... I can't play this game for sheer exasperation at the lack of first time playability. Most of the action is either shoot lots of guys expending lots of ammo or go through large areas of the level with no one there. I wish I was as tough as some of these baddies though I mean if real people could take two or more shots from a .357 magnum to the head and survive then we'd be in as much trouble as the developers of this game should be.
All in all it is a terrible shame that such an original idea, sadly lacking in modern gaming, was so poorly executed, let's just hope the people that produced this abomination are executed much more thoroughly."

Maybe I should start to write for the gaming magazines? I mean there was a few more things I had to say like the cut scenes weren't lip synced and there were large tracts of the levels where there was no bad guy sprite and then suddenly there were twenty or so all with perfect aim but if I'd have written everything Amazon would need a bigger server. I've corrected the spelling and added a couple of sentences so basically Upsetterfans you all got My Review:The Director's Cut"

Anyway here's the music (Divine Madness (Remastered Version) and The Clash Combat Rock and reposted video of Bronco Bullfrog.