Cover me

Watching Video Hits this morning.

They are having a 'Covers' special. Let me point out what I have witnessed is far from 'special'.

The vast majority could quite easily be classified as absolute garbage thinly disguised as music. Talentless hacks butchering everything from classics to songs that should never have existed in the first place.

I was just witness to Marilyn Manson doing a cover of Tainted Love. I don't think I need to say much more.

The winner however so far this morning for torturing my ears has been the what I thought was the now defunct British pop group 'All Saints'. They did an appaling cover of a U2 track which name escapes me. This lead to nothing more than my ears wanting to bleed. I'll be sure to check later.

Cher / Walking in Memphis - Her voice is almost deeper than the bloke that did it originally.. I'm sure that is not a good thing.

Britney Spears / I Love Rocking Roll - No comment required here really.

Alien Ant Farm / Smooth Criminal - Almost exactly the same as the original. Except they have a really average video clip. For which it seems is the only reason they performed the cover.

Shannon Noll / What About Me - The only thing this reminds me of is the little kid and his old man that did the hilarious send up of this video clip. Little Kid dressed up to look like shannon noll complete with pen facial hair.

Danii Minogue / This is it - 80's Flash back or what! The choreography and the bright clothing is really something else.

Kelly Osbourne / Papa Don't Preach - Her dad may be one of the Gods of rock, but young Kelly is nothing worth listening to. The desperate attempts in the production to make her sound even remotely like she can sing are glaringly obvious. You can't polish shit. And you shouldn't bother. Perfect example of what you can do with a bank balance that would make most of us feel rather ill.

Madonna / Fever - A poor dance remix. It appears she was looking for an excuse to paint herself silver. About as entertaining as picking crud out from between my toes.

Eminem / Toy Soldiers - It is official. My ears are now actually bleeding.

The Grindstone

Well I'm back at work.

This is a two edged sword. It's good to be back at it. I really do wish i was still on holiday tho. However Summernats is this weekend and that should prove very entertaining. For quite a number of reasons!

I have a lot of thing I want to achieve this year. I really am looking at (here comes a nice cliche) putting my best foot forward. Anyone that knows me, would agree that given the way my feet smell.. This could be rather ambitious.

Anyway. I have work to do and food to consume.

Digital Evidence #1

Right..

So here we are just after bringing the tinny back in. Note that you don't have to submerge the trailer half way across the river to achieve said task.



Ghetto Dave with another world record catch! We also landed a couple of even smaller mullet! Regardless this was Daves and mine most successful fishing trip yet together!



Go squinty me!



Dune Buggy madness! This thing is so much fun to hoon around in. Just ask Ruth. Whom came about an inch away from rolling it. I can tell you personally however that flipping it feels a bit like. Noise. Noise. Panic. Silence. Thump. Thump. Harness bruising.



And more evidence of the extensive fun that was had. I'm staring into space and Ruth is reading a book. Party on! If Ghetto Dave was in the photo he would probably be staring into space too.

Why own a Camera?

I am aware that my profile picture is shit-house.

I have about 9 squillion pictures of everything/one I know..

and about 3 really shitty pictures of myself.

I need not be reminded again.

Another Year Passed

So again another year has rolled over.
This is the longest I've been home in the past week and I am certainly looking forward to my own bed.

I spent NYE as designated driver and as such decided that I would celebrate NYE starting new years day. Ended up hanging out with a mate Tom whom it turns out lived in Amman circa 1983/4? when I also lived there. Amusing conversations persued over many games of pool and many beers down the West's Club. This then resulted in a drunken stagger across the road into the Jamo swimming pool/slide complex. I decided given my state and attire that any attempt to swim would more than likely result in drowning and left Tom to enjoy the water whilst I enjoyed the local scenery. Of which there was quite a decent amount of viewing.

I've only just dumped the camera and since refilled it again. So I have much to go through before I'll stick some things up. I will however get there.