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Huggable dust, behind the motorcycle diaries, but I'm not there
omg omg.. new year, new start.. like fuck. It is the new year, it shall prove to be a big year for me personally but it is still a continuation of last year and a precursor to next year. Midnight on nye does not harbour any special powers with me, it does highlight our need to label and categorise, organise and summarise, reflect and predict.
I watched the Science of Sleep last night, Michel Gondry's latest. It was a good watch. I felt really awkward with the relationship between the two main characters, I am glad it remains unresolved. It was like watching a child's dream, an imaginative child. It looks like the set would have been a massive arts and crafts all-in. Fun watch. Gael Garcia Bernal and Charlotte Gainsbourg are both great to watch with their intentionally stunted relationship. I kept seeing their previous roles inside my head though - especially Gainsbourg since I only saw I'm not there last week.
Found a new album through a folk channel on lj, it is called huggable dust, by Okay. It is fantastic. The music is slow and dreamy but the guy must have a damaged voicebox or something because his voice is beyond raspy and provides a grating edge to the songs.
I got offered a new job last week.. I was not sure because I only plan on being in the UK for another couple months, and it seems risky to chance ending up with no job by throwing in a stable job for the potential of something new (which pays more). I may have an interview this week. They probably do not think I am an attractive prospect anyway as I am not meant to be working on my visa for much longer (like, at all). It would have been cool though, customer support for a large electronics company. It sounds like a call centre dealing with orders to me... that, to most people, sounds hellish but I seriously do not understand the bad rap call centres get. Yes, as a rule anyone on the other end of the phone is a complete retard, but you are working with people who are usually young, have a good sense of humour and do not take life too seriously. A good combination imo. Especially when you compare it to the double denim hell I live through everyday in this office. They are all serving a life sentence in search of a pension, hoping to dodge the constant threat of redundancy, while trying to counter that with an intense need to escape doing actual work.
I watched the Science of Sleep last night, Michel Gondry's latest. It was a good watch. I felt really awkward with the relationship between the two main characters, I am glad it remains unresolved. It was like watching a child's dream, an imaginative child. It looks like the set would have been a massive arts and crafts all-in. Fun watch. Gael Garcia Bernal and Charlotte Gainsbourg are both great to watch with their intentionally stunted relationship. I kept seeing their previous roles inside my head though - especially Gainsbourg since I only saw I'm not there last week.
Found a new album through a folk channel on lj, it is called huggable dust, by Okay. It is fantastic. The music is slow and dreamy but the guy must have a damaged voicebox or something because his voice is beyond raspy and provides a grating edge to the songs.
