I really believed I wasn’t going to mention ADHD again – and indeed I’m not. Because neither does Sami Timimi in his condemnation of the fast-cure parents who want instant results when treating their child’s bad behaviour and emotional distress. I found Timimi in The Telegraph last week, where he is quoted as saying: “With the widespread application of the techniques of medicine to manage our children’s behaviour and emotional state, particularly through use of drugs, we have achieved what I call the ‘McDonaldisation’ of children’s mental health.”

I know he includes ADHD in that because I have read his A Straight Talking Introduction to Children’s Mental Health Problems, but the book they are quoting from here is Childhood, Wellbeing and a Therapeutic Ethos, which has an enticingly wide selection of well-known contributors. The contents listing on Amazon is so good I have ordered it and will report back later when I’ve read it. That might be a while yet, because it’s scheduled as three- to five-week delivery. I guess that makes it a Christmas present to myself!

Moving tangentially from that thought, one of the chapters by Richard House is about “A Winnicottian and a Steinerean rationale for avoiding the premature ‘adultifying’ of children” – a bit of a mouthful! But this ‘adultifying’ is something we all find difficult to witness in our therapy rooms, since this is mostly a result of the society we’ve allowed to come into existence. It was only the other day that the MP Barry Sheerman lambasted the media coverage that has led to children enacting porn in the playground.

So what is the connection here? The fast food syndrome? Is it simply that parents can’t wait for their children to “cook” (grow up) properly for the correct length of time?

I’m sure I’m not the only counsellor who longs for parents to realise that kids need to be allowed to be kids and, for the duration, need parental time and attention. I think of a boy who wants only to play Ludo with me week by week as he absorbs what it’s like to have someone interested enough to be bothered, and also a girl who acknowledges she never has attention from her mother. At home, the partner is always there; out and about together, mum texts said partner and so isn’t entirely present. Both young people have a weary and worn view of life – mini adults in their resignation. Don’t you just hate to see it?

Medicating kids unnecessarily and shoehorning them prematurely into the adult world are equally obnoxious. No wonder they love coming to see us, however distressed they are.

Vabandust, et nii hilja sellest teatan. Kes tõsiselt huvitatud, võib kõigile ülejäänud küsimustele õigesti vastates kaotada aga siiski ainult kolm punkti, seega arvan, et asi pole kõige hullem.

Jutt käib siis lauamangud.ee veebipoe avamisele eelnevast mängust, kus esimese detsembrini tilgub kokku kümme küsimust ning vastajatele nänni jagatakse.

Tegelikult kõigile ei jätkugi midagi reaalselt käega katsutavat. Esimesed kümme saavad mängu Minotaurose Labürint ning kõik vastajad esimeselt tellimuselt kümme protsenti hinnaalandust. Seega tegelikult nagu ikka oleks ka midagi ju

Olenemata auhindadest (või nende puudumisest) on ikka huvitav katsetada ja proovida ning teada saada, et näiteks Sabotööride kaevurid kasutavad kirkasid, lampe ning kaevanduskärusid. Ma ei teadnud Sabotööridest enne mitte midagi, vastuse otsimine, mis tähendas ka reeglite osalist lugemist, tekitas aga selle vastu suure huvi. Taaskord üks mäng “kunagi tahan mängida” nimekirjas juures.

Kavatsen üritada lõpuni esikümnes vastu pidada ning loodan, et mõne järgmise mängu auhinnaks on juba A Game of Thrones’i kaardimäng.

HND – Aivaravai (Tartu Muusikapäevad 2009 live)

On Halloween, I went to this Halloween party with a friend of mine at her school. A little FYI, we don’t go to the university and we met in high school. Anyway, at the party, I noticed this girl who was dressed up as Sarah from Labyrinth. At first, I didn’t know that she was supposed to be Sarah. So, I went up to her and asked her what she was supposed to be. So, she told me and I got it. Apparently, when she told everybody else who she was supposed to be, no one got it until me. I just found it interesting because apparently Labyrinth isn’t that popular with my generation.

The Seventh Sacrament

TYPE: Thriller

RATING: 8 / 10

REVIEW:

This was a complete new author for me and as with all new authors I was pretty skeptic.

I did buy the book after having a look at the small summary at the back and that did look pretty interesting. The book did not let me down. It seems that I do have an uncanny ability to choose books that would be great to read.

This book is fast-paced and leaves no time for you to catch your breath in a way. The story keeps bouncing from the past to the present and due to the presence of common characters at both times, it did seem a bit confusing. However, after a while, the parts start feeling distinguishable enough and then you just can’t keep the book down.

The twist at the end is a good one and that is when the past merges into the present.

It’s a well written story and I look forward to reading more from this guy.

DESCRIPTION:

‘There’s an entire underground city down there … houses and temples, entire streets.’

Giogio Bramante, a Roman archaelogy professor, was master of the hidden world beneath the earth – until the day he lost his son, Alessio, to a group of students intent on re-creating a centuries-old ritual to a long-banished god. His rage knew no bounds and, in a frenzy, he beat one of the students to death.

Released from prison fourteen years later, Giorgio is bent upon a terrifying revenge on all those he blames for the loss of his son. Inspector Leo Falcone, a member of the original invstigating team, is one of his targets.

And Nic Costa, watching Falcone move relentlessly into the man’s merciless grip, realizes the answer must lie in solving a cold case that, like the forgotten Alessio Bramante, has been regarded as dead and buried for good.

‘Hewson keeps one guessing, perplexed and horrified … Absolutely super.’ Los Angeles Times

Hoe vaak komt het voor dat ge met uw vrouw uit eten gaat? Niet dikwijls, dacht Ludo Van De Wijngaerdt afwezig, toen hij de stoel onder het achterwerk van zijn echtgenote schoof. Ze aten slechts een keer per maand op restaurant, misschien twee, als er iets te vieren viel. Er viel gelukkig altijd wat te vieren, zoveel reden tot eten hadden zij niet nodig: een wasmachine die was afbetaald, de verjaardag van de hond -waarbij Blackie een luxe schoteltje stoofvlees kreeg in plaats van het gebruikelijke aluminium bake water-, elke gelegenheid was goed genoeg om de benen in brasserie of taverne onder tafel te schuiven.

-Wat pakt gij?

-Steak Provençale.

-Weer Provençale?

-Ja.

-Ik ga ook terug pepersaus pakken.

-Hm. Ok.

-En een cola light.

-Ja. Voor mij een Hoegaerden, alstublieft.

De ober ging het bestelde halen. Hij had evengoed het bonnetje van vorige week kunnen bekijken en hetzelfde brengen als toen, aan hetzelfde tafeltje voor hetzelfde koppel.

Ze aten in stilte, zoals hij dat al jaren gewoon was. Ze moesten geen al te grote moeite doen om een gesprek op gang te houden, gewoon samen eten was al blijk van liefde genoeg.

Ludo bekeek zijn vrouw, en zag dat ze oud geworden was van de ene dag op de andere, zeker nu zij met een randje pepersaus om de lippen zat te kauwen op een goed doorbakken biefstuk. Ook hij was grijs geworden bij de slapen, maar hij deed toch zijn best om zich tenminste een beetje jong van geest te gedragen. Beetje moderne kleren, tikkeltje aftershave, om de zoveel tijd een ander kapsel met gel. Bij haar was niets van dat alles te merken, zij had evengoed tien jaar ouder kunnen zijn.

Hij nam een slok van zijn bier, en smakte om aan te geven dat het hem smaakte, zoals hij elke keer smakte om de smaak van zijn eten te benadrukken. Zij dronk gulzig van haar cola light, twee, drie slokken na elkaar, zonder plezier, zonder smaak. Het glas was leeg, en toen zij het laatste brokje steak had verorberd peuterde zij het schijfje citroen uit het glas om het gulzig naar binnen te slurpen. Hij zag hoe haar gezicht vetrok door de zure smaak, en riep de ober om de rekening te brengen.

-Heeft het gesmaakt?

-Ja, heel lekker.

Net hetzelfde als vorige week, de dank voor de ober, de fooi voor de ober en de prijs van spijs en drank. Ook deze gelegenheid hadden zij gevierd zoals het moest, met een etentje in een van hun favoriete tavernes.

Vaak genoeg, dacht Ludo Van De Wijngaerdt, toen hij zich afvroeg of hij zijn vrouw wel vaak genoeg op eten vergastte. Hij opende de deur voor haar en stapte met een kleine zucht in de wagen om weer te keren naar het alledaagse leven.

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It’s once again time to list some of my favorite Instructables from this week. Most of them are great Halloween projects (which is sad because Halloween is over – sigh), but hey, we’re smart right? We can have a costume party anytime of the year. (We could also use some of these for other things.)

• Make a Newspaper Dress – Tired of boring fabric clothing? Try this one on for size! (Pun not intended, but it’s a good one.) And this is so much cheaper than the dollar bill dress.
• Apple Cider Donuts – Aw shoot. I’m getting hungry again, and I just barely had breakfast.
• Pirate Cannon Fog Machine – Now this is pretty cool, and you don’t have to find large black balls either. I’ll have to remember this one for the party when my pirate book is finally published.
• Ludo from the Movie Labyrinth Costume – This is for all you 80’s kids movies buffs out there. This would be a great costume for Dad, and then Mom could be Sarah. Now we just need to find Sir Didymus and Hoggle costumes for the kids.
• Laser Pumpkin – This makes a great effect for you pumpkins, but I think it would be even better if the laser moved around.
• Motion Sensing Silly String Shooter Pumpkin – This is hilarious!!! As a trick-or-treater (or party-goer) passes this pumpkin, it shoots silly string at them. Make sure to use a light colored silly string (orange would be best) and it’s like the pumpkin is loosing it.

Not sure how to use these year-round? First, try the laser and the motion sensing silly string shooter in something other than a pumpkin. The silly string shooter would be great on April Fool’s.

Next, remember that costumes aren’t just for Halloween parties and theatrical performances – they’re also great for getting attention any time of year (just try going around town in one – but I’d suggest a non-freaky one (you don’t want the police after you)).

And of course, the fog machine could be put in almost anything. I think it would look awesome having some fog streaming out from under a Christmas tree. It would give it an angelic look.

Het Genootschap De Volle Maan organiseert dit werkjaar weer vier spannende praatavonden met even boeiende gasten in de Detmoldzaal in het Cultuurcentrum.

Op dinsdag 27 oktober vanaf 19u30 staat oud-VRT journalist, Walter Zinzen, op de rol. Hij heeft het over ‘Oost-Congo, het verloren paradijs’.

Op dinsdag 1 december vanaf 19u30 is het de beurt aan Jan Mertens, beleidsmedewerker bij Groen! en publicist over sociaal-ecologische thema’s. Hij doet de waarden in de progressieve politiek uit de doeken.

Ludo Abicht is op dinsdag 26 januari vanaf 19u30 te gast met actief pluralisme-filosofie voor maatschappelijke actie. Abicht is filosoof en taalkundige, schrijver en activist.

Op dinsdag 30 maart vanaf 19u30 sluit Jan Peumans als voorzitter van het Vlaams Parlement en N-VA’er de rij. Hij praat over zijn carrière van activist tot parlementsvoorzitter.

De toegang tot elke praatavond bedraagt 5 euro, 3 voor studenten, gepensioneerden en werklozen.

www.hetgenootschapdevollemaan.tk, www.lsf.be,

I am a music lover. While I have not been especially blessed musically as far as talent goes- I have a huge passion for it. Lyrics are a part of a song that really make a big impact on me. I’ve had experiences where I cannot stand a song- until I’ve paid some attention to the lyrics- and then had my mind changed completely [for example the song Paralyzer by Finger Eleven.. the lyrics in question: "Well I’m not paralyzed/But, I seem to be struck by you/I want to make you move/Because you’re standing still/If your body matches/What your eyes can do/You’ll probably move right through/Me on my way to you"]

Don’t get me wrong, the way a song sounds is vitally important as well… songs are indeed a package deal. But for a comparative study, I’m just going to focus on lyrics. 

I am a huge Beatles fan, and a huge admirer of their song’s lyrics. So I have decided to take a look at some of the songs that topped the charts back in the year 1967, while they were consistently topping the charts, and compare those songs to the songs dwelling on the top of the charts today in an attempt to see if there is any difference in the quality of music that is ‘popular’ and being produced now. Here is a link to the website I found to help me out in finding top songs of the year 1967: http://tsort.info/music/yr1967.htm

And for the top 100 as of today (10/20/09): 

http://www.billboard.com/charts/hot-100#/charts/hot-100?begin=1&order=position

And now without further ado, I present to you

Lyrics: A Comparative Study

*I would like to mention quickly that I made these selections for the most part randomly.

1967 #1: A Whiter Shade of Pale by Procol Harum

“If music be the food of love/Then laughter is its queen/And likewise if behind is in front/Then dirt in truth is clean/My mouth by then like cardboard/Seemed to slip straight through my head/So we crash-dived straightway quickly/And attacked the ocean bed”

Today #1: 3 by Britney Spears

“Babe, pick a night/To come out and play/If it’s alright/What do you say?/Merrier the more/Triple fun that way/Twister on the floor/What do you say?/Are – you in/Livin’ in sin is the new thing (yeah)/Are – you in/I am countin’!/1, 2, 3″

1967 #3 All You Need Is Love by The Beatles

“There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done./Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung./Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game./It’s easy.
/Nothing you can make that can’t be made./No one you can save that can’t be saved./Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time./It’s easy./All you need is love”

Today #3: Party in the U.S.A by Miley Cyrus

“So I put my hands up, they’re playin’ my song/The butterflies fly away, I’m noddin’ my head like “Yeah!”/Movin’ my hips like “Yeah!”/Got my hands up, they’re playin’ my song/I know i’m gonna be ok/Yeah! It’s a party in the USA!/Yeah! It’s a party in the USA!/Get to the club in my taxi cab, everybody’s lookin’ at me now/Like “Who’s that chick that’s rockin’ kicks, she’s gotta be from outta town”/So hard with my girls not around me/It’s definitely not a Nashville party/cause all I see is stilettos/I guess I never got the memo”

1967 #7 Penny Lane by The Beatles

“Penny Lane is in my ears and in my ears /Full of fish and finger pies /in summer meanwhile back /Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout /A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray /And though she feels as if she’s in a play /She is anyway /Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer /We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim /And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain /very strange.”

Today #7 Paparazzi by Lady GaGa

“I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me/Papa, paparazzi/Baby, there’s no other superstar, you know that I’ll be/Your papa, paparazzi/Promise I’ll be kind/But I won’t stop until that boy is mine/Baby, you’ll be famous, chase you down until you love me/Papa, paparazzi”

1967 #32 Chain of Fools by Aretha Franklin

“Every chain has got a weak link /I might be weak child, but I’ll give you strength /You told me to leave you alone /My father said come on home /My doctor said take it easy /Whole bunch of lovin is much too strong /I’m added to your chain, chain, chain /Chain, chain, chain, chain, /Chain, chain of fools “

Today #32 Good Girls Go Bad by Cobra Starship

“I know your type/Boy you’re dangerous/And you’re that guy/I’d be stupid to trust/But just one night couldn’t be so wrong/You make me wanna lose control/She was so shy/‘Til I drove her wild/I make them good girls go bad/I make them good girls go bad/I was hanging in the corner/With my five best friends/I heard that you were trouble but I couldn’t resist/I make them good girls go bad/I make them good girls go/Good girls go bad”

1967 #50 Baby, Now That I’ve Found You by The Foundations

“Baby, baby, since first we met (doot-doot)/I knew in this heart of mine (I wanna tell you, doot-doot)/The love we had could not be bad (doot-doot)/Play it right and bide my time/Spent a lifetime looking for somebody/To give me love like you/Now you’ve told me that you wanna leave me/Darling, I just can’t let you.”

Today #50 Please Don’t Leave Me by Pink

“Can’t you tell that this is all just a contest?/The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest/But baby I don’t mean it/I mean it, I promise/Da da da, da da/Please don’t leave me/Oh please don’t leave me/I always say how I don’t need you/But it’s always gonna come right back to this/Please, don’t leave me
I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me/I cannot be without, you’re my perfect little punching bag/And I need you, I’m sorry/Da da da, da da”

1967 #60 It Must Be Him by Vikki Carr

“After a while, I’m myself again/I take the pieces off the floor/Put my heart on the shelf again/You’ll never hurt me anymore
I’m not a puppet on a string/I’ll find somebody else someday/That’s when the phone rings, and once again/I start to pray
Let it please be him, oh dear God/It must be him , it must be him
or I shall die, Or I shall die/Oh hello, hello my dear God/It must be him but it’s not him/And then I die/That’s when I die”

Today #60 Ice Cream Paint Job by Dorrough

“Be around tint no window light/Car ride smooth so the rims all white/That right there see see I like /Got the top notch slab for da dirt cheap price/Press one button car automatic start (start)/Stand too close car alarm might bark (like what)/Arff Arff like a Q dog/Prime time click make you move like uhaul
Cream on the inside clean on the outside/Cream on the inside clean on the outside/Cream on the inside clean on the outside/Cream on the inside clean on the outside/Ice cream paint job”

1967 #70 Standing in the Shadows of Love by The Four Tops

“All alone I’m destined to be With misery my only company./It may come today, or it may come tomorrow/But it’s for sure I’ve got nothing but sorrow./I thought your conscience would kinda bother you/How can you watch me cry after all I’ve done for you?/Hold on a minute!/I gave you all the love I had, Now didn’t I,
When you needed me I was always there/Now wasn’t I, wasn’t I?”

Today #70 Uprising by Muse

“They will not force us,/They will stop degrading us,/They will not control us,/And we will be victorious/So come on
Interchanging mind-control,/Come, let the revolution take its toll,/If you could flick a switch and open your third eye,/You’d see that we should never be afraid to die,/So come on”

1967 #87 I Second That Emotion by Smokey Robinson

“Maybe you think that love would tie you down/You ain’t got the time to hang around/Maybe you think that love was made for fools/So it makes you wise to break the rules
Oh little girl, in that case I don’t want no part/That would only break my heart/Oh, but if you feel like loving me/If you got the notion/I second that emotion/Said, if you feel like giving me/A lifetime of devotion/I second that emotion”

Today #87 Bonfire by Craig Morgan

“at the bonfire, out in the sticks/country backwoods, homegrown hicks/bonfire, dance a little jig,/hold up your cup and take another swig/won’t sleep til dawn, party right down to the wire/at the bonfire
everybody sees the headlights/when old Sheriff John pulled up/we all got a little nervous/it’s too late to hide our cups/he pops a top and hollers real loud/dont worry yall i came to hang out”

The End!

[Well... maybe not quite...]

I’d like to add that I am in no way trying to say that there is no good music being released anymore (I’m quite fond of a few of these songs actually)- or that talent has somehow dwindled over the years. That was not the point of this comparison. However, I do think for the most part the Billboard 100 is not necessarily the best selection of music to showcase lyrical talent of today in general. 

Which brings me to my own personal agenda… The following are lyrics from a few of my favorite songs/bands who are making music today (I’m going to try to give a few genre selections, I might fail at this however). If you havent heard of them I highly suggest you give them a listen. 

She Is Not a Hottie Hotty by Select Start

“Another Messed up melody /Just locked and loaded in my mind/I can’t decide which one I’ll use on you/And I’ll do it in the right time
Don’t be alarmed by what I say/You’re not excited anyway/And everyone is here to have a good time/So rest assured you’re still my friend til’ the end/And all I have to do is rest with you my dear”

Rollerskates by Treaty of Paris

“We’ll spike the soda cans with booze /The weather on the news says /We should expect /The sun to make it’s long /Awaited return /On the big blue screen /Now this I gotta /See for myself /To all my friends I hope /That every word I wrote /Finds you well you know /I loved you all along /To all my enemies /unwelcome memories /I hope these words connect /Like a swift kick to the head”

Reanimation by Blackalicious

“Like this, into me, it is a secret/Emcees pretend to be kin to the Gift/I’m mentally shitting the wisdom of centuries/Wit, go on like a centipede’s length/Rappers want flames, man, I injure these shrimps/Skew em on the barb’ with some hickory chips/I’m a level higher than the intermediate/Rappers, I don’t care about your gender, descent/Background, police records, history, rent/Unpaid evictions, charge penalties sent/Merciless in battle leaving enemies bent, it’s the Gift”

Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked by Cage The Elephant

“Now a couple hours past, /And I was sitting in my house, /The day was winding down and coming to an end, /So I turned on the TV, /And flipped it over to the news, /And what I saw I almost couldn’t comprehend, /I saw a preacher man in cuffs /Taking money from the church, /He stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills /But even still I can’t say much /Because I know were all the same/Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills.
You know there ain’t no rest for the wicked/Money don’t grow on trees, /We got bills to pay /We got mouths to feed /Ain’t nothing in this world for free./Oh no/We can’t slow down, /We can’t hold back /Though you know we wish we could. /You know there ain’t no rest for the wicked, /Until we close our eyes for good.”

Hot Knives by Bright Eyes

“She went to see a Mystic who made medicine from rain/And gave up her existence to feel everything, dream others’ dreams/Bid farewell to her family with one ecstatic wave (Please take care I love you all)/Out the window as the car rolled away/She just vanished into a thick mist of change/So let us rejoice (Let’s Rejoice!)/In all this Pink Noise (Out Pink Noise!)/An oscillation that we can pin point (We’re right here!)”

Everything Is Alright by Motion City Soundtrack

“I’m sick of the things I do when I’m nervous/Like cleaning the oven or checking my tires/Or counting the number of tiles in the ceiling../Head for the hills, the kitchen’s on fire!
I used to rely on self-medication,/I guess I still do that from time to time./But I’m getting better at fighting the future,/”Someday you’ll be fine..”/Yes, I’ll be just fine.”

Such Great Heights by The Postal Service

“True, it may seem like a stretch, but/Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled/Head when you’re away when I am missing you to death/When you are out there on the road for/Several weeks of shows and when you scan/The radio, I hope this song will guide you home
They will see us waving from such great/Heights, ‘come down now,’ they’ll say/But everything looks perfect from far away,/’come down now,’ but we’ll stay…”

Just Because by Cavashawn

“I remember when we laughed and said/”I really want my life to matter
But I don’t know what I’m chasing after”/Now I finally see/I’m not who I hoped I’d be/
Just because/We never called it love/Doesn’t make it right to leave/Does it hurt you /The way it hurts me/To have to tell you this is goodbye?/And all the time spent wondering “would we make it?”/Now we know, we know, we know”

White Lines and Red Lights by Between the Trees

“Me and you together/This is getting better /Just butterflies won’t do/I don’t want just red lights/I want more of these nights/Baby I love you
Cause you are the brightest star/I’m in love with who you are
And you are the brightest star/I’m lost without your love 
You and me is what matters most/It’s not the intimacy that brings me/Closer to you…”

Woe by Say Anything

“Please take me out of my body /Up through the palm trees /To smell California in sweet hypocrisy./Floating my senses surround my body. /I wake my nose to smell that ocean burn./So now I’m forging ahead /Past all the plutocrats who sold me out./Go sob in your bed. /If life is twice as pretty once your dead /Then send me a card./I’m still the optimist though it is hard /When all you want to be /Is in a dream./(A dream)”

Love Me Dead by Ludo

“Love me cancerously, like a salt-sore soaked in the sea./”High maintenance” means your a gluttonous queen,/narcissistic and mean./Kill me romantically, fill my soul with vomit/then ask me for a piece of gum./Bitter and dumb, you’re my sugarplum/you’re awful, I love you…
She moves through moonbeams slowly/She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften, her body is my coffin./I know she drains me slowly/She wears me down to bones in bed…/must be the sign on my head, it says,/”Oh love me dead!” Love me dead”

Going Back/ Going Home by Butch Walker

“There’s a lady on my block that has a kid. /As he swims in the above ground pool, she seals up the lid. /And he thinks it’s kinda normal that she hides, 
All the cuts and all the bruises /She says it’s warpaint for the eyes. 
She tells her son she did the best she could as she buries Dad. /Maybe he’ll grow up to be a man, or like his father did. /As they leave the driveway for the northern snow, /They finally know the difference between going back and going home. “

Consequence of Sounds by Regina Spektor

“My rhyme ain’t good just yet,/My brain and tongue just met,/And they ain’t friends, so far,/My words don’t travel far,/They tangle in my hair,/And tend to go nowhere,/They grow right back inside,/Right past my brain and eyes/Into my stomach juice/Where they don’t serve much use,/No healthy calories,/Nutrition values./And I absorb back in/The words right through my skin/They sit there festering inside my bowels/The consonants and vowels/The consequence of sounds”

Ok. That is seriously all for now. I have sososo many more songs that keep popping up into my head that I would love to be able to list, but this blog is much too long already. I suppose at points in the near future I can post more blogs featuring more songs, but for now this is it. Because this is now so long I’m not really going to add much of an original commentary in regards to the comparison, take from it what you will. Hopefully at the very least, you found it interesting. 

If you actually made it through reading this and are here now, I love you. 

I will do my best to never write a blog this long ever again,

Me

LUDO has recently re-released their out-of-print self-titled debut album and their 2005 rock opera Broken Bride on their own Redbird Records.

To celebrate, the band has hit the road performing the entirety of Broken Bride and deep cuts in small venues.

They have also released a brand new video for the song “Save Our City.” You can check the video out here: http://vimeo.com/6933144

Ludo’s Broken Bride Tour
Oct 22 THE PAGEANT ST LOUIS, MO
Oct 23 THE BOTTOM LOUNGE CHICAGO, IL
Oct 24 THE BLUE NOTE COLUMBIA, MO
Nov 06 TROUBADOUR LOS ANGELES, CA
Nov 07 THE GLASS HOUSE POMONA, CA
Nov 13 THE DOOR DALLAS, TX
Nov 14 WAREHOUSE LIVE HOUSTON, TX

Number 5 on the Homework Challange  list was to learn to play the game Ludo (from Latin ludo, “I play”). as I’ve never played this game before mum had to go to the shops to buy the game but the only one that we could find was for playing in the garden.  On Saturday we played the game in the house not outside. To play the game we all had to throw a 6 to get are men out then we had to move are markers around the board until we got to the centre. I was the winner dad was second mum was last & Daniel just threw threw the dice for us all & beth just wanted to pickup the markers and eat them.

I was watching this Labryinth music video the other day, which I’m not going to upload because it’s not mine, and I thought to myself, Tim Burton would have been a great director for Labyrinth. I don’t know why I thought that. I think what it is is that Tim Burton’s movies and Labryinth has a very similar aesthetic. The only thing that I would be concerned about would be all the puppet use in Labyrinth. Anyway, that’s just what I think.

There’s been quite a bit of news out of the LUDO camp lately. The St. Louis band whose 2008 major-label debut, You’re Awful, I Love You, sold over 100,000 copies (thanks to non-stop touring) was rather quiet the first half of 2009 but have emerged with all sorts of announcements. They’re re-releasing their first two albums on their own label September 29th, they’re playing nine shows this fall where they’ll be performing their 2005 rock opera Broken Bride in its entirety, and they’ve begun work on their next album for Island Records with producer Matt Wallace.

But that’s not all Ludo was working on in the first half of the year. They’ve announced the formation of the side-project THE NEW HEATHERS. “It all just kind of worked out,” says Ludo guitarist and Heathers’ frontman Tim Ferrell. “I was writing a lot of songs that didn’t really fit for Ludo. We finally had some time off and our singer, Andrew, wanted to spend some time at home before we put out the next Ludo album. Fortunately for me, the other guys were anxious to record and play some shows as well.” And so 3/4 of Ludo – singer / guitarist Tim Ferrell, keyboardist Tim Convy, and drummer Matt Palermo entered the studio and became The New Heathers.

Why “The New Heathers“? When the trio was still unnamed, Convy came across an article about Wynona Ryder declaring that there was a sequel in the works to her 80’s teen dark comedy Heathers. Convy says, “I’m a big fan of that movie, so I kept looking for details. As it turns out, every few years Wynona declares they’re making a sequel, but no one else involved with the film knows what she’s talking about, and no one’s actually planning to make the sequel…ever!” Convy brought the name to his bandmates and within days Ferrell came across “The New Heathers” in the book he was reading at the time, Jack Kerouac’s Dharma Bums. They took it as a sign.

The Fuel, The Fire, The Spark is available at digital retailers now and the physical release hits stores October 13th. The New Heathers will headline their first shows across the U.S. this fall in between Ludo dates starting October 18th is Allston, MA.
Oct. 18th – Allston, MA – Harper’s Ferry
Oct. 20th – Columbus, OH – The Basement
Oct. 21st – Lansing, MI – Mac’s Bar
Oct. 25th – Omaha, NE – Sokol Underground
Oct. 26th – Lawrence, KS – The Granada
Oct. 27th – Iowa City, IA – The Picador
Oct. 28th – Minneapolis, MN – Triple Rock
Nov. 01st – Colorado Springs, CO – The Black Sheep
Nov. 04th – Salt Lake City, UT – V2
Nov. 09th – Scottsdale, AZ – Martini Ranch
Nov. 10th – Tuscon, AZ – Club Congress
Nov. 12th – Austin, TX – Emo’s

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