Apologies for the lack of updates here of late. This has been down to a variety of circumstances, including big changes in my own musical endeavours (oh, all right: career, if you must). Check out the sister blog, Channel Nowhere, for more on that.
Also, I’ve been trying to make shelves for at least 200 audio tapes out of old cardboard boxes and a dim childhood memory of how to do papier mache.
Anyway, I’ve a pile of scribbled notes on recently viewed VHS and DVD gems (including Callan, The Quatermass Conclusion and Haywire) plus some audio goodness, most recently the two ’90s blues collections by The Groundhogs (Hogs in Wolf’s Clothing and The Muddy Waters Songbook). I’ll hopefully have a run of posts up over the next couple of weeks.
I know, right?
It was Tapes For My Walkman. Then it was Tapes For My Walkman and Tapes For My VCR. Then it was Tapes For My Walkman (incorporating Tapes For My VCR). Now it’s Ritual Objects of Sight and Sound. It was going to be Ritual Objects but that was already taken, dammit.
All the old Tapes… content is here. I haven’t quite got my head around what I’m doing with the blog in general just at the moment, other than celebrating the physical format. Or something. There’ll be the same kind of writing as before on the same kinds of subjects as before, with an emphasis on all things analogue – though CD and DVD will get more than just a look-in, I should imagine. The horror! I know. Calm yourself. Wipe away your hipster tears with your hipster pocket kerchief before they befoul all of the hipster lotions and unguents in your hipster beard and bear with me.