The contestant that will never be.



Two weeks ago I received a very amusing email from a friend of mine.



That’s not too easy to read is it? It said

Hello lady, hope you’re well!

 Apologies for the email out of the blue, hope you’re well. Mel has gotten me into watching the Great British Bake Off and led me to decide you should go on it for 3 reasons:

 1)      You’re very good at baking

2)      You’d be entertaining talking to Mel and Sue

3)      Your surname can be found in cakes.

 Blame Mel for this idea.

As flattered and thrilled I was to receive this email, that there are actual humans who like my baking, I will present several reasons now why I could never enter such a competition.

1)    The time delay button that bleeps all the swearing being broadcast would break.

2)   I would get annoyed with Paul Hollywood constantly which may or may not result in a fight.

3)   I would probably kick at least one cake across the tent.

4)   I would be an angry, stressy elf.

5)   I’m not an overly patient person, I would liken it more to George Costanza’s dad entering, dancing.

6)   Try as hard as I can, I can not make a macaroon.

7)    I can not make any super fancy decorations, I can not ice a cake or biscuit with any sort of precision.

8)    I’ve never even attempted a pastry.

It probably would be entertaining though.

Short and sweet today.

A stitch and a fan girl.


The trains amazingly for once (and even more amazing for a Sunday) ran seamlessly, like it was all synched up train, tube, bus . We had left on the 8.25 am train to London and were at the entrance of  Alexandra Palace by 10.02 am. This was amazing time, and we were still dry!

This was the knitting and stitching show, I only generally go to feel fabric and look at how big the prints actually are (it’s hard to get a good idea on the internet) and make long lists of stuff I want for future projects , unless of course I’m walking past Abakhan…I’m buying that fabric at £4.99 a meter!

I had a list I was prepared, I was looking for Floral Amy Butler, Cotton and Steel and Liberty stuff. I was good, so good that although I went back 3 times to look at the amazing Tula Pink stuff I did not purchase it. Some of the fabric I was after had disappointed and I was glad I had seen it in person (the fabric felt wrong say or the print didn’t look right). I had seen new bits of fabric that filled my head with new ideas for future projects (I’m not allowed to buy without a project in mind, this applies 92% of the time excluding sale stuff of course) I even went past this beautiful Alexander Henry and only took a photo.


It was crowded, there were only about 4 men there which I find dissapointing..there must be more men into this stuff surely? I already needed a cup of tea but for went it in search for wadding instead.

I try not to meet people I admire, in the past this experience had been limited to musicians who 8 times out of 10 are arrogant so and so’s who wouldn’t give you the time of day. The flip side is that I always say something incredibly stupid when I do have a nice conversation with the remaining 20% . So logically I always think best not to meet them.

I didn’t think this would apply to the quilting world but I still could not trust myself not to look like an idiot, so when I read that one of my quilting heroes Lynne Goldsworthy (of Lily’s Quilts / Fat Quarterly website  and her work is featured a lot in Love Quilting and Patchwork magazine, quilting wise to me she is the big time)  was at the show, with my track record I thought best not approach if I do see her.

Oh but I did and it happened by accident. I had seen the latest Fat quarterly book on display and had a quick flick as I hadn’t seen it yet and I noticed a person next to me. I looked up and realised who it was and my mouth just started.talking without asking my brain if it was ok to do so. “This is your books isn’t it? I’m a fan girl.”.After a demo on a Sizzix machine (I want one of them now) we talked about medallion quilts , all the other quilters I should be following on Instagram  and beautiful fabric, which she even took me over to look at the Amy Butler and divine Tula Pink fabric.she took an interest in my work and blog, (seriously it was quite a pinch me moment ). She was one of the most loveliest person I have met, I wish could have stood there all day talking to her. I only left conscious that I was taking up her time and that at this stage my travelling companion had wandered off quite some time ago and went to buy fabric. It was awesome and worth my entry fee.

So as a fan girl I had asked to take a photo with her for the blog (what am I 17?) but the photo turned out bad on my part I looked horrid so I’ve substituted two pictures to give you an idea of what it looked like.


The lovely Lynne is on the right and the closet thing to what my hair (on my head,  not chest) looked like. I couldn’t find a picture of Paul Stanley wearing a purple cardigan/jacket thing.

I needed a sit down and a cup of tea after all of that. The rest of the day was average (could it get better?) The only other really noteworthy thing of the day was when all of the toilets in Alexandra Palace refused to flush. There were ALOT of women there, a lot of women who needed the toilets. I anticipated a mild riot with knitting needles at dawn. Sadly this did not materialise.

Blasting on the radio..

Translations Darren Middleton

I’ve been listening lots to Darren Middleton’s new album, one time guitarist from Powderfinger since their split his decided to go it alone.This  is impressive, I love “One Thing” It’s been on repeat for at least two weeks. It probably would have been easier to write lesser quality pf type album, instead he has made a contemporary album with much more leanings towards slower beautiful better crafted songs. I did read somewhere that it was supposed to be a mix of Elliott Smith and the Beatles, I can’t hear it. What I do hear, like so many other Australian albums is the streets, pubs, towns and beaches of home. It has a very Australian sound to it. It should be a massive hit back home,but looking at the iTunes chart I don’t know if it has. Which is a shame, for an album which is an unexpected surprise.

The album is not available in the UK so I’ve had to listen to it via Sound cloud which you can find here. But In the last few day’s Soundcloud has refused to work on the ipad so it’s also streaming on his website.

That’s it for now but I wont leave it so long in between….

…relax it’s only a theory test.

I’ve been placed on a no fun self-imposed ban this week. No quilting, no blogging,nothing interesting to speak of, why? Due to me being lazy and a bit of a tight arse I needed to take my UK theory and driving tests.

Life would have been so easy, I would have exchanged my Australian drivers licence, I even had the envelopes but failed to send it off. ..and then 6 years ago when my Aussie licence was going to expire, there I was waiting at the Vic roads offices for someone else and was too lazy to sort it out. So now here we are, embarrassingly going for my licence again. I’m sure the test was easier when I was 16. I think the rules in Australia were stop, go, go faster, how to do doughnuts in a safe manner.

But fast forward to now and I’ve got 300 rules to remember and other bits like first aid, how to avoid a collision and things that fall under general stuff (how can I help the environment? Walking.) I must have completed 20 mock tests and answered at least 700 practice questions. I’ve got t be ready don’t I?

I arrive at the weird DVSA office, I say weird because all there is in there is a set of lockers, a woman at a desk from the 80s and not enough chairs to sit on. With military precision you are told that you need to put EVERYTHING in the locker, and they must inspect that your mobile phone (that is going in the locker) is switched off. Items locked in, I take the key which is attached to a MASSIVE wooden spoon and lean against the radiator due to lack of plastic seating, and read the sizeable list of rules I’ve been given to read.

After a while I was called over to enter the next room I was asked to empty my pockets in front of them (and everyone waiting) to which I produced a used tissue (acceptable) and Rockettes small mermaid hair clip that made its way into my pocket. I was ordered to put it into the locker, not in my hair but in the locker. This was starting to feel like a TV prison show.

Satisfied that I was clean and I had no answers written on my arms ( others were asked to raise their sleeves and show their hands, on watching this I hastily rubbed out the word “Toil” I had written on my hand the night before to remind me to request some time off work, luckily this went undetected. )I was asked to join another queue to enter the room.

Now before entering this room which was perhaps 4 meters away from my last check point I was asked by another staff member to empty my pockets and show the back pockets which I explained were skinny jeans and there for decoration really and then asked to lift my hair to see behind my ears just to ensure I wasn’t wearing a blue tooth (I wanted to ask for a hair lice inspection but I doubt that would have gone down well). At this point can I say that I visited the Czech Republic when it was still under communist rule and getting through the airport was easier than this ordeal.

Finally ushered into the room to be shown exactly where my ID was supposed to sit (bottom left of table) and my massive wooden spoon (on the headphones hook) I was eventually permitted to start the actual test, sweaty palms and everything .

After all that, Did I pass? I flipping hit that thing out of the park! If I had known what rear view mirror a caravan is supposed to use I would have got 100 per cent.

The hexa year of my life.

Well it’s done! It took about a year of my life from start to finish (leaving out 2 months when I had the worlds worst cold and went off quilting and coffee). The design was from one of my favorite books Hexa go-go by Tacha Bruecher


It’s all hand pieced using my beloved English Paper piecing except the sashing and the quilting because as we all know I would never hand quilt, forget that for a joke! Plus it was bigger than I expected, it was massive.

I have posted about this quilt before….

still to go!

still to go!

EPP in progress

EPP in progress

There were times I thought I would never see the end, then the thrill of them all coming together sent not-so-little cheers of excitement. This is a great fat quarter buster luckily as that’s all I had. Most of the fabric I used was either Liberty cotton that I picked up in sales or Riley Blake and other bits and piece I had.

The back was good old trusty Ikea fabric again (I do need to make that 2 and a half round trip again shortly). The wadding inside and the back was all a bit “Frankienstiney” (pieced from this and that)so I have some bumps where there should be but I’m not going to stress about it.


The original design added a flying geese border which I didn’t add for two reasons, 1- I think it took away from all that beautiful hand pieced art and 2- I couldn’t be arsed.


So it’s all done and now although I need a blanket on my sofa to keep warm (flipping drafty house) do I trust myself to not get Tea, coffee, chocolate and everything else all over it? I don’t mind washing it now and then but I’m always paranoid it’s going to fall apart if it has constant use.. Then again what is the use of it if it’s not used and loved? I’m not making a museum.


Now to finish a Halloween quilt and one for a teeny tiny person.

The fabric of memories.


I’ve been talking this week about t-shirt quilts to a colleague of mine, and how rich in musical history it would be.

Well incidentally it started about the history of the t-shirts that we wear , in  particular the rock t-shirts that we wear.  (Recently) reasons for buying rock t-shirts have blurred, now you can buy Ramones t-shirts at H&M without knowing who they are or you can get Run Dmc and Stones tops from Primark. It’s all retro and fashionable now (maybe it always was like this? Maybe this all started with Punk going to the masses in the 70’s)

Ehibit A, bought from H&M its good quality and it's official product at least

Exhibit A, bought from H&M its good quality and it’s official product at least

Normally when you are in your teens you wear a rock t-shirt (or rap or whatever) to belong to a clan to say I’m part of that, and this is who I am. But as well as that I can recollect when I bought most of the t-shirts from my youth and at the same time the memories I had while wearing them.


For example I had this Dinosaur Jr. t-shirt which I think I wore almost everyday , except wash days for 2 years. It was an ugly t-shirt and not really becoming on a 16-year-old girl but I wore the life out of it.

I bought it when I was in Mildura from a small record store which probably closed down years ago. Whilst purchasing that one , I was wearing a t-shirt by Melbourne outfit “The Meanies” whom I adored. There was a hole in the bottom of that top from when I took an oranage from a tree and ripped the top on the barbwire fence. I had also worn that thing to many an underage gig. That used to stink coming out of every moshpit. I’m not sure how it stayed stitched together.


My first ever rock t-shirt was an INXS top from “The Swing” era. I was in the record department in Forges and my dad was rifling through a bargain bin and found the top for 2 bucks or something like that, so he got it for me. I wish I still had that, it was so 80’s

 Sadly this is the only picture I could find on the net (etsy store now sold out, heavens knows how much for, looking at his other stuff must have been over 40 quid!) of it…

Then there was the well-worn Beastie Boys fight for your right to party t-shirt that I bought with a U2 american tour t-shirt from a dodgy market, that normally sold bits of ethnic homewear and car parts.


There’s the oversized Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt I wore when I performed in a group called the illicit educators or something along those lines, to 1,000 people in. Looking back it was ridiculously large but at the time it was hard to get any of their merchandise in Australia, they were just breaking. Then there’s the other Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt when I saw them at my second Big Day Out. Again not a big fan of that t-shirt  which had an ugly space boy desgin and lyrics on the back, but it was the only thing there at the time.

There was what I am sure the only Ride t-shirt available in  Australia in an XXXL which I bought in Melbourne on a school trip. I can remember taking my classmates into Au go-go records, they were a very confused bunch of 14 year olds. Every time I wore it I had to attempt to explain who they were to people who wished they hadn’t asked.

The Lemonheads t-shirt which had the front cover of “It’s a Shame About Ray”.I wore all of the summer of 1992 walking around the suburbs with nothing to do. (that was an ugly one too come to think of it).

The Rat Cat one which stated that “I love Rat cat to death”detailed with skull and crossbones, which was a slight overstatement even at the height of their popularity.

The most I had from one-act was the 4 Sonic Youth t-shirt’s, one in Japanese that I made my english teacher translate and one that was signed by 3 members of the band in a tent at another festival (this is not so good memories as I got into a bit of a rude discussion with one of said members no fault on my part at all)


I could go on and on, The t-shirts that came free with singles(Tumbleweed & The Clouds both bought during late night shopping on a Friday night in the city when my Dad would take me in after my radio announcing lessons and I would always end up at the long closed Virgin Megastore on Bourke Street).
The itchy scratchy ones I hated (Pearl Jam, which wore that to an Alice In Chains concert), The too tight ones (Beastie Boys & Blur) , the one I had made with an iron on transfer and a bonds t-shirt (Paul Stanley), the see through ones (Bikini Kill), the ones that I bought towards the end of my t-shirt years that hardly saw the light of day  when I should have been wearing more grown-up clothing (You Am I & The Tea Party) and the one that I was suckered into buying from a small shop off Carnaby Street because the sales man told me he had sold clothing to Paul Mc Cartney (he may have done in the last 40’s year and besides it was a too small t-shirt of theSmall Faces and all the paint has come it looks authentic!





Finally the 2 I am left with today, the David Bowie one which I love the cut of despite where I bought it from (Next) and another Sonic Youth one that I only get out for festivals




All of these I had loved and worn like you would a badge of honour. So to make these t-shirts into a quilt I’m not making a mere quilt, I’m sewing memories together, good, bad and cringeworthy and turning the quilt into an archive of my youth for generations after to keep warm under and probably get crisps crumbs all over it.

…Or I would have done if someone un-related had not raided my old bedroom and taken it upon themselves in my absence to throw them all out . That is heartbreaking.

Feel free to share with the group  your t-shirt stories.

In church with a Welsh man.

I’m back in the church in Ashford (lovely venue , Nick Cave should consider playing here), sipping on a pale ale that needs to last me 2 hours. Tonight I’m watching Gruff Rhys from the Super Furry Animals playing songs and incorporating a presentation about his latest album/film/book American Interior.


As far as concept albums go this one is my favourite. Legend has it that in 1792 a young Welsh man named John Evans set off to unexplored Central America in search of a mythical lost tribe of Welsh-speaking native indians. 222 years later distant relative Gruff Rhys decides to follow his footsteps and take the same path through America in search of what is myth and what is truth.

Having enjoyed the album for a few months now which is an eclectic mix of  beautiful hooks, tinges of country, spaghetti western (lolo) folk and pop. It’s a grand example of Gruff skills as an amazing song writer, especially the title track American Interior and The Swamp.
I wasn’t too sure what to expect going in, as I had only ever seen him in a rock show context.

Opening with a documentary covering the background story, the myth of the Welsh prince Madoc  who sailed to America in 1170 .Gruff appeared on stage and began to talk through what made John Evans go into an insane expedition on the other side of the world, this was accompanied by pictures, maps and photographs on the screens accompanied with songs from the album. He presented the storytelling perfectly, my mind didn’t wander at all. The whole show was informative, engaging and amusing and the song’s sounded beautiful acoustically.By the end I was so engrossed by the life hardships and bizarre series of events of John Evans life I sympathised with him, and I left wanting to know more.

He also brought along his puppet of John Evans who accompanied him through out his trip and I don’t think I was alone in being moved by this story , once Gruff left the stage the puppet remained on and there was quite a que of people to take photos of/with him. (Such as myself)


After 2 hours he did come back on stage to play ,Candylion and an amazing version of Honey All Over.  If anyone was hoping for any SFA classics they weren’t going to get them, to be honest I think it would have been totally inappropriate to play any of them either. It’s an excellent show in its own right.



interested? You should be! You can head over to the website for more details…


A little photographic history

On Saturday I headed over to Sommerset House London to catch A Nick Cave &Cohorts :a Little History by Australian photographer Bleddyn Butcher. Wether it was because it was London Fashion Week and events had closed off most of Sommerset house to the public made it quite difficult to find the entrance.

Once in sadly it was underwhelming, there were on 16 photos on display. They were all beautiful but if you’re not local then it’s quite a way to travel for so little. But as I said the work itself was quality so here is my favourite shot on display with the wonderful Rowland S. Howard

note your not allowed to take photos. the sign is in the corner and about 10cm big.

note you’re not allowed to take photos. the sign is in the corner and about 10cm big.

The show is on until the end of the week, (28th September) you can find details here!


That’s all for now…but Ive almost finished a quilt (I know amaze…)




Dancing By Myself

Today as I was walking the long school walk I had the iPod on shuffle and Prince’s Raspberry Beret started playing. It is my favourite Prince song and If I’m at home I’ll instantly break into dance. But this time I was in public and I had the uncontrollable urge to start making some serious 80’s jazz ballet moves in the park, the kind of moves you see in a video clip.

I’ll warn you I’m not a dancer, 5 lessons of Jazz ballet ,doing the chicken dance at all weddings and thinking I can breakdance isn’t really going to get me into any dance studio. But when I was young my career choice was music video choreographer, this was before I realised that you needed some actual dancer skills to direct dance videos.So in a way I have always matched music, image and dance together.

One of my dreams is still the same one I had when I was 6 which is to don a red dress, go into a foggy field and blast Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush from speakers whilst doing the dance in full. It’s hard to try not to stop the car when I drive by  a field.

I’m also always very nervous about signing in public (funny that seeing at a time I was a singer) so If anyone says to me how does that song go? 9 times out of 10 I will do a small dance as well as sing the song very out of tune.

So here I am in a park wanting to break into dance and I can’t. Why can’t I? Why can’t any of us? Why can’t we just break into song and dance like in musicals. Or even at the very least break into dance more while we’re shopping. (I say ‘more’ because I already do break into dance if I hear a good song on in a shop. My local Tiger store plays brilliant rock n roll music, I’m always dancing in a small manner, not like letting it rip but there is dancing in my steps)

I’m sad that we don’t live in a world where it is completely acceptable to just start dancing. I’m not talking about street dancing or flash mob dancing all of that is good a thing but that’s not what I’m talking about, that stuff is too organised and at times over-produced and very slick.

I’m talking about spontaneous, spur of the moment dancing,  in the shop just having a bit of a shake down, in the street doing some kicks and jazz hands, breaking out a bit of MJ’s moves in the bakery, doing a twirl with a trolley (without causing public damage), breakdancing in a meeting at work to show my displeasure. I wish I could do this more, in fact all the time.

It’s ok to do it when you’re a kid, it’s perfectly acceptable but once you get to your late teens most of us stop. We shouldn’t stop?! I’d love to see anyone over 35 just start breakdancing, even if they are not good at it…..especially if they are no good at it, more the reason!

I would love to live in a  world where we all could be a bit more like the Bjork video It’s Oh So Quiet. Wouldn’t it be great to live in a Gondry world?

In the end I resisted the urge to dance in the park, which was hard when it was followed by Prince’s “You’ve got the look”.I’m no richer for it.

It’s a post about nothing.

Can you tell I’ve been watching a lot of Seinfeld this week? A whole ton of it.

It’s been quiet on the Kentish front. I’ve been so wrapt up in Rocekette’s first day at school that everything else has had to move around it. (a bit like orbiting).


It was taken for a shoe competition, don’t worry it wasnt based on photographic skills.

I have been making but everything is for gifts at the moment and I can’t reveal any of it at this time so as soon as recipients get them I will put them up.  This is probably what it will be like now until Christmas..that and trying to actually quilt the 4 unfinished quilts sitting in the corner.

Actually what I can show is what I finished yesterday that took no time at all to complete. It’s a cloud pillow for Rockette. I’ve had that Incy Wincy spider fabric for well over a year with no idea what to do with it. The pattern you can find in the Liberty Sewing book. It took about an hour to make they are tiny though, which is why its near baby Tigger to show you the scale. (My photocopier was refusing to make the pattern bigger)


Oh and you can find the tutorial here at the Liberty website (How Lucky!)

The EPP continues as I started doing them one way and then realised that was not what I had set out to do so now it’s going to be a bit different in the corners (yay for the imperfections!) They taking so long to put each one together (am always forgetting this).But I’m pleased with them so far I’m just undecided on the assembly.


Off both usual blog subjects I did learn how to make chutney this week, which was something I was always afraid of, but now I realise it’s too easy. So we made Nigella Lawson’s Beetroot and Ginger recipe so easy. I just have to wait out the next 2 months to see how it turned out. Guess what people are getting for the seasonal holidays??? I make Rocky Road every year but I’m getting a bit bored with that. (stop talking about Xmas).

Whilst I was not at home for the cooking and baking day I enjoyed the luxury of working in a larger kitchen, one where 3 people can fit in happily.. When I asked for a sieve I got something that looks like it came from Antiques Roadshow. That was hard work, the sieve that time forgot.


In the end I chucked the flour straight in , which goes against ALL of my baking common sense. Still the Beetroot Brownies turned out brilliant.

You can find the recipe at the link below or from the River  Cottage Everyday book. But eat them fast, the ones I made on Saturday already started moulding today (Thursday) and had to sadly be chucked.


My good heavens pretty exciting week for music , this does not included a free U2 album.

Karen O- Crush Songs

Firstly the amazing Karen O from the Yeah, Yeah Yeahs, has gone it alone and delivered Crush Songs. I’ve been waiting for ages for this and if you’re hoping for a slick well produced record then I think you will disappointed.
Its raw and sounds like it was recorded in a toilet with a mic hooked up to a tape deck and that is what I love about it. The songs are about heartbreak and the recording technique I think adds to the sentiment.
They are all short and sweet, understated, tender  and a beautiful album to be sad too. I wish I had this in my early 20s.

Beck -Morning Phase

I’ve come back to Beck today. I always forget how much I love his stuff. Morning Phase has been out for a while and its lived in my house ignored( criminal) so on it went today in its full glory. This is full of overtures. I love a string section and there is so much overlay in this. Wave is magnificent strings and atmospheric, can’t go wrong. There are so many good tracks on this I was tempted to include a link for the whole thing. The track Morning sounds quite like the start of Golden Age or Guess I’m Doing fine which is fine as he is consistent . Heart is a Drum sounds quite laid back the whole album has something of a late afternoon at the beach country feel to it…with strings.It’s also a good album to listen to while on a long walk on a sunny autumnal morning


 Ryan Adams- Ryan Adams

Firstly can I say this album cover scares me slightly. He looks like an escaped convict, or a bit like Syd Barrett .

I always leave long listening breaks between Ryan Adams, but this man is prolific (20 odd albums so far including Whiskey town) this is good as it offers value for money but he has a large back catalogue I’m so far behind that I’ve had to by-pass the last few and go headlong into this one.

This is his second album this year as the first album he offered was considered “too depressing” and shelved. So now we have this one which on the sad scale comes up about mid-range, It’s good I have been enjoying it but I can’t help thinking some of it sounds like lots of contemporary male artists from the 80’s. There are tones on Don Henley, Brian Adams, Tom Petty even a touch of  (well you catch my drift). The 80’s is in maybe it’s just natural progression for Adams. It doesn’t vary wildly different from his other recordings. I do like the single Gimmie Something good and Stay With Me, but these are the tracks that also don their hat the most to that radio rock sound.  I love Whisky Town and this aint that, but I’ll be content with most things this man put’s forward.

I will try to have happier albums in the next blog!

It’s getting loud in the house of stitch

After  a few self-indulgent posts about my obsession with Ipod’s I really should get back to quilting stuff.

In crafty world I’m slow-moving as usual. I finally started a new paper piecing quilt (if it turns into that…probably) so only a slight variation on the hexagon, hexagons surround by half hexagons. I know revolutionary!!!


The there was a choice of two put to a vote on fb the plain version won. I’ve realised just how many people like calm and organised in a chaos world. (or it did just look better?) but the votes were something like 16 to 2 so you can’t argue with that.

The  plan will be to do enough in varying rows. fingers crossed it will look good, and not so much like coasters as has already been pointed out.

There are only 63 more days till Halloween. Krakatoa I’ve gotta get that quilt finished!

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I put all of my stuff away and made my home look neat for the Frozen party and have not really had the inclination to bring it back out again even though I know I have too. I think once the holidays are over and school starts I’ll be quilting like a she demon possessed! The blocks are all finished I just need to join them all together.

So if there are only 63 days to Halloween…phew there are still 118 till christmas, take off 22 days to get the full advantage of a month of decorations (94 days) and, yeah  I still have stacks of time to make my Christmas throw  for this year.

All this means the end of Summer, Autumn has already presented itself well and truly here  so that it all sad. I’m a sun person, like a lizard.


The only other thing on the craft side from this week is the stash of fabric I really didn’t need to buy but at half price it would have been rude to say no. I’d like to make a skirt out of the little french men but the rest of it I don’t have any plans for , and I’ve been so good lately avoiding all temptation of reduced fabrics and sticking to the projects. There is a nice medallion quilt in the love liberty book that I’ve wanted to make so I’m sure most of it will get used for that. IT WILL GET USED!

Whats on the iPod/ streaming?
On the music front this week I havent listened to a great deal. I have no idea where the time has all gone or what I have done but my ears have been restless of late and not content with much music.  I’m ashamed to say that the most I heard over the previous weekend was when I played Just Dance 4 for an hour (straight in, no warm up and no exercise for about 3 months no ta  great idea) so I did heard lots of chart stuff I hadn’t really heard or paid attention to. I’m happy to say I still wouldn’t listen to these tracks by choice outside of the game.


This week Royal Blood’s debut LP was released. It feels like it’s been around forever already what with all the hype. But the reason why I love them is purely from a bass players perspective. They are a drum and bass band only.  All of that sound is coming out of a single bass guitar! When I first started playing bass I used to play it like a guitar along side Sonic Youth and Pixies albums until I learnt how to play it properly. But I love what they are making and that the humble bass which is normally cast aside (or even in some cases excluded) and turning it into the main feature, It’s a beautiful thing and one that makes me very happy. The album itself is chock-a-block rock album, it’s all good. (No mucking around there)

I’ve also been listening to a collection Kasabian albums, but mainly43.12. I’ve not been a fan of old Kasabian, I don’t like the swaggering attitude the lead singer just reminds me of a rockier version of Robbie Williams (Shouldnt mess with him his from Leicester n all) How old did that last statement sound??!!!


Anyway I have been enjoying their new album it’s one of those big hit records like a punch in the face. So I started listening to the back catalogue (which all live on my iPod) and I was surprised at how many hit’s they did have. All those big ball’s out tracks in the end I was impressed by all of it. Maybe Kasabian and I got off on the wrong foot. I just started working at Virgin Megastore when their debut album was  released so I had to listen to a lot of it.

I have lots of bands that have suffered that fate, Coldplay, Elbow, Van Morrison, Pendulum, Pachelbel’s Cannon, the Romeo and Juliet soundtrack and the Venga Boys. I can’t listen to any of this music without feeling slightly nauseated.


The new discovery this week is Stephen Steinbrink, which I only discovered because I did judge his album by the cover art and gave it a whirl.stephensteinbrink

It’s a beautiful folky pop acoustic album.Yes sad but were you expecting any other?

That whole singer song writer thing gets bashed around a lot so I don’t really want to attach that reference to him. It’s just a beautiful album and an artist I’m going to have to listen more off (a whole 6 more albums of if I can track them down). I love a comparison so I thinking in a small way maybe Charles Jenkins from the Ice Cream hands, maybe a bit of Brendan Benson? I’ve read that this man has toured America with a quiz team and has also listed everything he has eaten on tour (if your interested in that sort of thing)
I’m going to do a separate blog on JMascis’ new album as I’ve got too much information here already.

The hoader needs to face her problems.

A few weeks ago I bemoaned that my ipod wasn’t big enough. But having it on shuffle this week I can see why.

I hold a lot of records that I doubt I will ever listen to. I’m a music hoader.

As I was baking I had the pod on shuffle and I reckon I skipped more than I listened to for two reasons, too depressing or that boring band. The first problem is the sheer amount of depressing stuff that is clogging it up. I’m trying to surround myself with positive happy things at the moment but my iPod isn’t helping this, I will pop it on shuffle now for some examples.

Sigur Ros, Tori Amos, Bernard Butler, Joy Division, Beth Orton.

These are not bad songs at all, just sad ones and my iPod thinks it’s the Leonard Cohen of electronic devices, it just loves misery. I need two pods for different moods. (a Leonard Cohen and a Weird Al Yankovic)

Leonard also needs a clean out. There are albums that I put on there for one good song and thought that it would grown on me as I mature as a person. This has not been the case I have not become the sophisticated listener and now after at least 5 year minimum I have all sorts of stuff such as (Wait ,Before I delve in none of these albums or artists are bad I just didn’t make the connection, It’s gonna happen.)

Joy Zipper, the Engineers, Death Cab for Cutie (except Plans), Film School, Gersey,Grand National, High llamas, Iron and Wine, Kent, Leaves,Long-view, M.Craft, Mono , Julian Cope (except 20 mothers), The Raveonettes, The Shins (I’m going to try them again before I march them off), Smog, Tori Amos albums , one or two Rolling Stones albums (sacrilegious!),the Veils, the Vines, Sophia, Shack.


You get the idea. I should like these bands, I should love the Raveonettes but I just don’t.

But my quandary is do I trash them even though I may want to hear them in years to come? They were music darlings at some stage were they not? What have I missed? In the case of Julian Cope I did see him live and he was amazing, but in my kitchen not so.

I’ve also got other artists on there listed under “Stuff Im not sure when I’ll be in the mood for” These include Boss Hog (so cool maybe too cool? I love JSBX too much to remove this ), CSS, Cooper Temple Clause, Black Crowes (3 snakes) DIO, Distillers, the Donnas, Doris Day, Jamiroquai (never in the mood to be a space cowboy ,but if you do get a spare 2 minutes go onto his website and read his bio, it’s pretty hilarious) and  Michael Nesmith who indeed has great country albums but I’m never in the mood to listen to them even though I know they are good.

Finally I have  stuff so embarrassing it’s not even a cool guilty pleasure it’s just awful or I grew out of it. I’m not sharing I don’t want to be mean. This also includes soundtracks that I’m not really going to listen too, we will leave that there I’m not proud of a lot of them and as I am trying to hang on to an inch of respect I’m going to let your imagination run wild. Ok one hint, I went through a stage when I really enjoyed Glee. (That’s it!)

What to do? I started to delete them very carefully , listened to a lot of them again and still deleted them, didn’t even move them to another hard drive I just got rid. I hate having loose songs on my iPod I like full albums so I’m still midst “do I like it enough to keep the lot?” . If I finally get sophisticated enough to enjoy them I’ll stream them.