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Bout time I had a go on a smaller, independent UK brand. I used to sell this water at £3 a pop when I worked at a Burger van as a teenager in the smoking area of a London superclub. The water helped pay my wage which helped pay for my youth, so I'm giving something back. Plus, look how happy those fellas are...

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About me

I'm riding an elephant in the jungle. Three men holding guns appear from either side of the path, we stop. Three moments pass. I see their knuckles are white and each of them have a hooked finger poised over the trigger. The middle one steps forward, they now form a spearhead. I remove my hat, wipe my forehead and place it on the elephant. The men begin to laugh, I smile back at them. The middle one points at the hat I realise it is sitting comically on the elephants head, I let out half a chuckle. The laughter dies out and we all listen to the noises between the trees. The middle man speaks, 'Tell me about yourself'. And so I tell him, I tell him everything. I tell him about what I've done and why exactly I did it. I daren't get off the elephant as I speak. When I finish they step aside and let me pass.

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Green lanes most haunted

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Viral mash-up videos are everywhere

but let's not forget one of the greats

The ability to produce these videos well should not be underestimated. These guys spend hours and hours it seems traulling through footage of shows, precision editing the music, video and sound with amazing comic accuracy. They're now becoming music videos promoting musicians, rather than bedroom editors locked away in darkness mastering the art of making people look silly with their own words. 

It's also an extreme example of how powerful editing is, think about the way in which X-Factor/BGT auditions are edited to make you hate or love an act. A hell of a lot of people can't tell that a shot of the crowd cheering or standing up was from another performance or the sound of booing is added in or enhanced. Maybe these renegade editors should get a hold of some of these reality shows and have some fun there too.

The only french I know

C'est le plus beau
et c'est le plus triste
C'est le plus beau
Paysage du monde

Life is sweet when you watch Life is Sweet

Love this film, it's wickedly underrated. Check out the brilliantly Americanized trailer for it here http://www.imdb.com/rg/VIDEO_PLAY/LINK//video/screenplay/vi1754661145/ which gives you no idea about the film itself. Here's a still from it which does exactly the same job.

The Runner

<p>The Runner from dof413productions on Vimeo.</p>

The Triangle Flag

Outside of science and law

all rules are bent and broken.

Like the smell of a war,

the blood is a token

for everyone to take home

with a folded flag creased

the same way as their bones,

and they'll never cease

to see the crisp packet

gathered in the exact same way.

 

The world is split in two

like a magician's assistant,

and it will take more than glue

to ever unite the two.

Name this place and I'll give you a gift

John Berger's idea of love

A Scene

Mother lies slumped over the closed toilet. Simon arrives.

She looks at him with half-opened bloodshot eyes. She smiles longingly at him as her heavy lids close.

MOTHER: I'm not drunk. Help me to bed babe.

Simon takes her weight with his tiny frame and struggles to get her upright.

They hobble down the corridor. She falls into her bed, Simon places the steaming tea next to her bed.

He closes the door to her room and pauses outside for some time.

If Spike Lee was a dog

'Oh, Is This A Walkout?' a Poem

I hear myself in every song you play,
as if they were written about scenes played out
by infrequent and too-eager friends;
and not some aristocratic ponce
named Beavis who knows little. But what
does that say of me, you seem to ask.
                                                              Nothing.
I answered.

And then I tell myself this is what I need,
like a headline scoop spiralling into sight,
this is the shit that inspires me to write,
but leaves me blinded. With nowhere to go
like you. At least that’s the way I read things;
oh shit, is this a walkout?
I’ll show myself the door, for a few months
with little thought of what I’ve kept out,
or what I’ve left in.

Those lines in red, they are rooted
in something tangible,
although out of reach.
But still tangible.
To hand, but in no ones grip.

Norwegian Wood - Left me feeling stiff

it look great, beautiful cinematography by Mark Ping Bin Lee, subtle and delicate soundtrack by Jonny Greenwood. Expectations were high but was let down by the slow pace and the way the lead characters didn't seem to give much away. It felt way too long and the more I fidgited the less the plot seemed to gain any pace or excitement.

Americas

Her way of reminding me of the things
that I've forgotten I love
is a clever way of reminding me I love her
way. Re-discovering a place like columbus did
and taking all the credit.
I am the pacifist occupier of the land
that is in need of civilizing.

I thought I met this guy in New York

but it was actually someone who drew indetically to this guy Daniel Barrow, except his paintings were pedestrian.

Been reading too much non-fiction recently, life is becoming too lucid

I need a new bike and this one could be it

http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/8/view/11472/horsey-by-eungi-kim-seoul-c...

and this was much more entertaining than The King's Speech

Good movie

I know I'm a couple years late, but this was a nice movie.

Hello

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If the film sucks enjoy the surroundings

http://www.designscene.net/2008/10/rainbow-interior-dublin-light-house.html

Nice film poster reworks

http://samsmyth.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-10-of-2010-1.html

Treat every month like an epiphany

Treat every month like an epiphany,
or it becomes exactly what you never wanted.
Treat the wood with that syrup that makes it hard
and darker than you really need it to be.

Get a brighter bulb in a more welcoming shade of yellow.
Get something for those headaches that isn't white.

Make something worth making.

Tax Return

comes around too quick
like an eager aunt
and rests on my mind
like a skull cap.

The Runner (Extract)

Extract from my latest script..

Muscles grind and sinew pushes bone.
My heart does its best to keep up.
My blood begins to boil, sweat collects
in the caves of my body.
The cold stings my ears.
My muscles are suffocating,
there is little oxygen left in them.
My vision is blurry, from tears
or sweat. I’m not sure which.
The bones in my feet throb
and I can’t feel my thumbs...

Blog

I think the way most bloggers use blogs sums up peoples idea of creativity. They are a platform to be heard and show the world what you've got. They mostly seemed to be used to show what other people have done, like photographers, artists, bloggers (usually uncredited). I hope if you found this blog somehow, you'd enjoy my work and not worry about my tastes.

So far 2011, you've made me ill,

I'm tired, slightly fatter,
having Quality Street withdrawls,
popping Berrocas for the colour
it turns my wee.
(However, I'm hungry with ambition)