WTF?

Trying to ban swearing in Preston? Good luck...

I vant to drink your blaaaad...

So, this whole Twilightmania thing has been a source of quiet intrigue for me now for some months. The first I heard about it was at the start of the year; there was an article about it in the paper, questioning why on earth this vampire love story, written by a 30-something year old Mormon that she based on a dream she’d had, had become so enormously popular. ‘A cult book about vampires, why the hell haven’t I heard of this?’ I pondered, so at my next available chance I headed out and made the purchase. It’s a pretty good read. The story is fab, it’s like, Notebook passionate but all about vampires and werewolves (which in my world makes it infinitely better) and the fact that the leading man could, at any time, decide ‘Fuck this, there’ll be other girls, I’m totally just going to kill this bitch’ and sink his teeth into her neck makes it pretty sexy. But, and with no disrespect to the author at all, it’s no Lord of the Rings. So I really, really didn’t get the whole pandemonium that was going on in the States at all. The movie has gotten the biggest opening in 2008 after Batman, for Christ’s sake! I haven’t seen it yet so I guess I have to hold judgement, but hearing things like that only makes me a gazillion times more intrigued by this whole thing than I already am. People just keep telling me ‘Oh, its just another case of a low budget cult-movie becoming popular’ but Donnie Darko was a low budget cult that became unexpectedly massive, yet Jake Gyllenhaal didn’t have teenage girls dressed as fucking rabbits throwing themselves at him when he walked down the street. I saw the guy who plays the Vampire being interviewed and he said all these young girls get dressed up as Bella Swan, camp out for like 4 days by some Hot Topic or wherever the hell he’s doing a signing and scrawl ‘BITE ME’ across their necks. That’s just ridiculous. I know Robert Pattinson is like, a grade A fucking beaut, but why cant these kids just put a poster of him on their walls and make do like normal people? It’s bizarre. Stuff like this really weirds me out. Although who knows, I may go and see the movie next weekend, become just as brainwashed and will start going around dressing like Hollyoaks Newt’s new girlfriend.

But I highly doubt it.

Dali, or Mucha?

For today, it'll have to be Dali. One day I'll make my mind up.



I also really love this advert, it's only 30 seconds long but I get excited every time it comes on TV.

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What are you doing on Tuesday night?

Those lovely Registered Sounds folk have provided an answer to that question, as they are putting on an awesome show for us gloomy Mancunians next week:

Tuesday, 21 October 2008
Registered Sounds:
Jim Noir + The Beep Seals + Gideon Conn + Magic Arm
At Manchester Academy (Club Acad)

And best of all – it’s free! I’m going to be there, and if you want to be there too all you need to do is go here and register for tickets. First come, first served, and they’re going fast, so get on it to avoid the heinous disappointment of knowing you could have seen Gideon Conn for free and you missed out. And please don’t turn up on the night expecting to just walk in as apparently, this wont work. The bouncers will politely ask you to fuck off, and you will end up getting the bus home at 8 o’clock, surrounded by freshers wearing neon tutu’s drinking Mickey Finns, riotously singing ‘Naïve’ by the Kooks at the top of their lungs.

The clothing line is out... Ronando's must surely now be imminent

Poor, poor Ronaldo. People really hate him, don't they? He winked at Rooney a billion years ago and noone is ever going to let him forget it. I personally find it fucking hilarious that so many people waste so much of their time despising him, when lets be honest, I'm sure when Ronaldo goes home at night to his enormous mansion, parks the Bentley amongst his fleet of cars and then bathes in a tub full of fifty pound notes, you know he really couldn't care less what Jo Bloggs said about him that morning to the fella who works in Greggs.

Regardless, love him or hate him, he is damn easy to make fun of. And then the guy goes and opens a store like this and gives the tabloid journalists a freakin' field day: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1070993/What-wear--footballer-Ronaldos-boutique.html

The best thing about that article? This line:

The store includes all the essential wardrobe items for a metrosexual Mediterranean stallion.

Thats some damn fine journalism.

In The City write up coming soon...

James Franco smells.

Oh this has made my YEAR