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London, United Kingdom
This blog is neither trendy or exclusive. It is a record of the creative efforts made by two equally extravagant but ever so different sisters in their attempt to gather up the pieces of their relationship. So far this has included Tom&Jerry cakes, hand made skirts, late night phone calls, silhouette portraits, documenting scenic walks, hospital rooms and many, many illustrated letters. Like all things worthwhile this journey is undoubtedly going to be long. And loud. And colourful. And blissfully exhausting, but we hope that you'll come along, or at least watch from a distance as we serve up the fruits of our joys and frustrations each Sunday until death do us part. Or until we grow out of puberty and realize we were being irrational and really just want to be accountants.

Sunday, 13 February 2011

Week 36

Hey chicks!
So it's Valentine's day tomorrow, and while a large amount of the population may be running round waxing their legs and buying vanilla scented candles before writing sweet nothings to their better half, the rest of us can sit back and feel smug about not spending 20 quid on a naff card and flowers from Tescos. After which, of course we will spend the night drinking far too much and muttering shit about not liking to hold hands and you haven't got time for this crap anyway. Here's an amusing story to get us through:
Some friends and I were talking about those awful sex talks you used to get in school, you know were the teacher shows you how to put on a condom or stands at the front of the class and asks everyone to think of as many words for dick as they can while trying not to look mortally embarrassed. You know the ones. Well during one such session my friend was made to watch a video of some poor woman giving birth. It was a water birth so it was all looking pretty fucked up and everyone was fairly grossed out when suddenly the camera zoomed out and they all realized that it was one of the kids' mum's! How fucking embarrassing would that be? Imagine the knowing nods that woman would have got from all the kids at the school gates...


Lord Cornellius



When you find an old frame like this, clearly the best way to fill it is with a drawing of a squirrel in a smoking jacket.




True Grit- The Coen Brothers

Watching the trailer for True Grit you can't help but expect some sexed up western with heavy music and crazy amounts of violence, a story of vengeance comprised of mean stares and great one liners. What you're served however is something much more traditional. The film opens to western ditty 'The Wicked Flea' played on the piano as our narrator sets the scene: 14 year old Maddie Ross' father has been murdered by the coward Tom Chaney, and she is off to seek revenge. Involved in the mission are drunk marshall Rooster Cogburn and Texas ranger LaBoeuf, played by Jeff Bridges and Matt Damon, and, well, need we say anymore? The script is brilliant, with incredibly witty dialogue throughout and a great cast of characters full of sass and pride, the whole experience making you want to buy a great hat and shot baddies off their horses.





Post Break-Up Sex- The Vaccines

Not technically an album, as it only has two songs but those two songs are definatly worth checking out. This band only formed in June last year have already been recognized as one of the top 3 BBC Sounds of 2011. This four piece band from London (including Tom from The Horrors' baby brother) are set to release their debut album "What Did You Expect From The Vaccines?" in March this year. If you enjoy the Ramones and the Kaiser Chiefs, this is the band for you. However if you hate indie music then don't even bother.





Ain't Nothing But..Blues Bar -20 Kingly Street, Soho, W1B 5PZ

Known as London's 'House of Blues' this small venue with a Chicago Lounge Bar feel, has been open since October 1993, and unlike the stereotype of Blues Bar's this one is not filled with only old men very clearly pissed on whiskey and making you feel unwelcome the moment you walk in. The presence of women under 30 is an apparent accomplishment, as is the atmosphere and the live music almost every night. Definatly one to check out, when all you want is to sit back, drink tequila shots, share nachos with the strangers sat next to you and enjoy a bit of the blues'.


Also...

A monkey riding a tiny pig, what's not to like?

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