Super 8 Is To Film What Beady Eye Are To Music

http://youtu.be/cLZSgfboT5M So, this past week I have bene consolidating the contents of my three PC harddrives onto one large harddrive that I can use on my Macbook Pro, and my Macbook Pro's Bootcamped Windows alterego, meaning I have access to my 7 year sound, art and video archive (I have also, for the first time ever, got separate drive automatically backing everything up, thanks to the Mac's super easy and visually gorgeous Time Machine thing). In doing so I discovered a ton of amazing historical video footage. Like Narstie and Littles fighting over a carton of juice. And me getting mobbed by zombies. And the footage you can see above: Me, DJ Jack Nimble, Marvin The Martian, Dego Brown and Jeres guesting on John Kennedy's XFM show in 2006, with Tego Sigel strapped to the camera. Richard Bacon was cowering in terror down the hallway, but I ran into him in the corridor afterwards and he expressed his admiration. It was dope day all round. Aside from BOOM!, I think we did Oh! and a cover of Chris de Burgh's Borderline. We went straight from the session to do a gig at the Barfly, I think.

Anyway. I hope you enjoy it. I sure did. It's weird to hear how much my voice has changed over the years. And what vocal tics I still have, and which I have left behind.

Speaking of THE PAST, we saw Super 8 last night. Now, I am not saying it was a horrible experience or anything, but it was basically the film equivalent of Ocean Colour Scene. Or Beady Eye. Basically a rose-tinted attempted recreation of 80s kids adventure flicks like The Goonies and E.T. It got me wondering whether JJ Abrams and Geoff Johns (who to the uninitiated is a comics writer who's spent the last few years trying to make the DC universe look like it was when he was a kid) have ever been seen in the same room. As you now, I'm all for referencing the past to create something new (like Zef's amazing teletext referencing online CV, which he serendipitously just sent me), but recreating the past to, um, recreate the past seems pretty pointless to me. These people seem to confuse fond childhood memories with some kind of artistic golden age, which they spend their careers trying to recreate, and it really is all the rage these days. Hollywood's doing it, the record industry's doing it, even rap music is no longer immune to this plague of nostagia-as-real-art buffoonery (HAI Cool Kids, Freddie Gibbs, etc).

But never mind that old nonsense. When we got out of the cinema we discovered that my little brother's baby, initially scheduled for release a week ago, had been born. Joy to the future!