When did women start buying trousers with descriptions like THIS:
The editor Magazine power player in the business of mixing substance and style. Has a 24/7 radar for anything sophisticated, of-the-moment, and smart. Deep-sixes everything else. Displays an uncanny ability to bring glamour to the grind. Spends days making decisions, knowing what's going on and filtering it for the masses while making it look impeccably, impossibly effortless.
Man, those adverts on the international version of the BBC website are REALLY annoying. Airbus is the culprit, in case UK readers are wondering. You'll probably get to experience this world of pain in another couple of years, in any case.
So Guinness sales are reportedly higher in Nigeria than in Ireland. Takes me back to the days of living above the Londis next door to Stockwell tube station (opposite The Swan, round the corner from Jack's off licence). My flatmate Dave and I would regularly partake of bottles of the Nigerian-brewed Guinness Foreign Extra, which always seemed to be available in Jack's in place of your common or garden Irish variety (one of many curiosities of the offy - others included a vodka mouth spray called Zulu 42). The Foreign Extra is made with sorghum instead of barley, consequently tasting much better than the regular version, at least to this jaded palate.
Just back from the Sziget Festival. Call me old-fashioned, but...Big thumbs up to the Chems, Madness, Plump DJs and Palotai, Hot Leggs and the Magic Mirror, Orchestre National de Barbes, the Hare Krishna punks, Absinthe and Palinka in the Meduza, and especially Sarah, Bianca, Kiki and the VIP posse! A nice way to end posts about music on Different Day. From now on they will appear on the blog of my new club venture Music Muziek Musique. Different Day will continue to house all other thoughts on culture. Cheers!
Watching Beenie Man live at the Dour Festival the other week I was struck by the strange realisation that Dancehall reggae performed live has more time signature changes than the average Emerson, Lake and Palmer recital. It's that greatest hits-megamix thing that Dancehall stars go in for - four bars of one hit, followed by 8 bars of another, etc, etc. Jive Bunny with street cred.
