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Five Favourite Bands

Eric Berlin challenges people to name their five favourite bands.

I was intrigued by this challenge, and very much struck both by how challenging it was – and is now – and how much the choices seemingly threaten to define my personality. Define me, really.

For example, the person who chooses Adam Ant, Kajagoogoo, Duran Duran, Cyndi Lauper, and Styx is very likely very different than the Iron Maiden, Metallica, Dream Theater, Queensryche, Rush dude, who again is probably worlds different than the Fiona Apple, Indigo Girls, Joan Baez, Patti Smith, Suzanne Vega person.

Here’s my five: I think shows that I’m more interested in musical craftmanship than rebellious posturing or tortured messiah figures. They’re all bands I first discovered around the same period (late 70s/early 80s), and all have careers lasting 20 or 30 years.

Pink Floyd – They’re significant for me, since the first album I ever bought was “The Wall”. The official British ‘rock narrative’ written by self-appointed cultural pundits either ignores the Floyd completely, or dismisses them as symbolic of the worst excesses of 70s corporate rock. Which just goes to show how much such idiots need a clue. Pink Floyd’s amazing performance at Live8 a year ago showed everyone how great they still are.

Blue Öyster Cult – They’re labelled as ‘thinking man’s metal’, but I think they were always more than a metal band. They can rock out with the best of them, but they’ve also excelled at sublime pop with a sinister edge. They’re a great live act even now; I’m seeing them live tomorrow night.

Marillion – They defied the critics by playing full-blown prog rock at the time when it was most unfashionable, and have continued to change and evolve with the times.

Rush – Sometimes I forget just how great their 70s and early 80s material is. Then I dig out classic albums like “Hemispheres”, “2112″ or “Moving Pictures”, and I remember.

Ritchie Blackmore – This is a cheat to include two great bands as my fifth choice, Deep Purple and Rainbow. Forget Jimmy Page, Blackmore was my 70s guitar hero. It didn’t hurt that he worked with three world-class singers, Ian Gillan, David Coverdale and Ronnie Dio.

Honourable mentions – Yes, Frank Zappa, Black Sabbath (both with Ozzy and with Dio), Genesis when Steve Hackett was in the band, King Crimson, Uriah Heep.

Possible candidates for ten years time – Mostly Autumn, Porcupine Tree, Opeth, The Mars Volta, Muse.

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Around the Blogroll

A couple of links worth reading.

Charlie Stross thinks the political landscape of the early to mid 21st century has already been designed — by Gary Gygax. It’s a scary thought.

Making Light discusses the worst excesses of fantasy and SF cover artwork, mullets and all.

As is always true with Making light, some of the best stuff is in the comments; in this one commenter Paul A comes up with the following:

I remember, at a convention once, somebody advancing the theory that the real reason The Revelation of St John was included in the New Testament canon was that the marketing department had already commissioned cover art featuring a half-dressed bimbo and a dragon with seven heads…

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Bye for now!

I’m going off to Switzerland for a week.

This means that I’ve (temporarily) disabled comments until I get back, since I don’t want to be faced with having to delete a week’s worth of comment spam on my return:(

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20 First Lines: The Answers

I promised I’d post the answers for the 20 first lines tonight, so here they are. Those italics are those people managed to guess, those in bold are those that nobody recognised

1. Too easy to explain, too easy to explain
Paradise Lost, Shine

2. Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison
The Mars Volta, Roullette Est

3. Going up, coming down, and she counts every day
Karnataka, Out of Reach

4. Even after all the days are gone
IQ, Sacred Sound

5. The ways, the ins and outs of heaven elude us to the end
Mostly Autumn, Heroes Never Die

6. Coraz bilzej moment, gdy nie poznan juz siebie
Closterkeller, Cyan

7. József Attila: Reménytelenül
After Crying, Stalker

8. He captured and collected things and put them in a shed
Porcupine Tree, The Creator has a mastertape

9. Is there anything good inside of you
Frank Zappa, Andy

10. Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go
Led Zeppelin, The Battle of Evermore

11. Every day I have to look to the sun
Uriah Heep, Traveller in Time

12. You’re burning my heart, you’re burning my mind
The Scorpions, I’ve got to be free

13. Every time I leave you say you won’t be there.
Queensrÿche, Jet City Woman

14. I still have questions with no answers
Queensrÿche, A Junkies Blues

15. The stars are shining bright up here
Iain Jennings, You Still Linger

16. Is this happening, is this fantasy?
Blackmore’s Night, All Because Of You

17. Thoughts blow around in your head like a wind that pretends
Mostly Autumn, Answer the question

18. Lookin’ ’round for a feelin’ I love the rhythm and blues
Journey, Lay it down

19. It’s killing you, you’re killing me
Anathema, Alternative 4

20. Morning people take the news, a paper window on the world.
Renaissance, Can You Hear Me

Hats off to musical rivet counter Steve Jones for guessing no fewer than six.

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Last Call for 20 First Lines

Last call for the 20 First Lines meme. Half of them have already been guessed (six of them by the Electric Nose!). You have about 24 hours to try and guess the other half.

I’ll post the remaining answers tomorrow.

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Schermo blu della morte

Not even Reginald Perrin was that late.

A minute before my train to work was due, it’s headlight appeared on the horizon. The train came to a stand, as often happens, to let a Manchester-bound train come off the Macclesfield line across it’s bows. But the signal didn’t clear, and the points didn’t change.

Minutes passed. The train still sat within sight of the station. Nothing moved.

Then one of the down signals started showing flashing red aspects. As far as I know, this isn’t a legitimate signal aspect, but seemed more like a distress signal from the signalling system itself.

More minutes passed. Eventually the station staff informed us that due to signal failure all trains were at a stand, and he had no idea when anything would be on the move again. The dodgy Italian computerised signalling centre that doesn’t work properly had suffered a Blue Screen of Death, and nobody knew how to press Ctrl+Alt+Delete to restart it.

Another hour passed. By this time all of the Manchester-bound passengers departed for the local bus services which would at least get them to Stockport, from which there might be some trains. The number of people waiting for the Crewe train had diminished, but there was always the feeling that the moment you decided to walk half a mile to the nearest bus stop for the very slow bus to Wilmslow, that train you could see just outside the station would finally start moving.

By the time the signals turned finally green again, that train was 85 minutes late.

For what should have been an eleven minute journey.

Don’t buy signalling systems from Ansaldo. They don’t work.

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Summer Stabcon 2006

Summer Stabcon lived up to its usual expectations; I’ve been going to this small local convention for four years now, and it’s reached the point where I recognise 90% of the faces. Over the weekend I played four RPG sessions and a lengthy session of the boardgame Arkham Horror on Friday night, which we didn’t get to finish because everyone was wilting by midnight.

I haven’t really got time to do a full writeup of this years Stabcon, but here are a few random thoughts:

  • The fact that far more people took time out on Saturday to watch the football than watch Doctor Who loses us some geek credibility points. (I was one of those who watched Doctor Who!)
  • In military SF games I am now officially typecast as Rocket Launcher Guy Who Can’t Hit A Barn Door. Even though I managed to make enough enemy assets go boom in ways their owners didn’t intend, there were still jokes at my expense at the end when the GM described the heavily cratered lawn in front of the captured enemy HQ
  • Apologies to everyone who suffered my gratuitous prog rock reference in Amanda’s Stargate SG:13 game on Saturday. This was after our team returned from the previous mission (which happened off-camera) where we had to babysit an anthropologist studying a primitive culture who were really into interminable and tuneless folk songs about ploughing. When we had a few hours of R&R between missions my character went to the jukebox in the bar and put on some Jethro Tull, to the groans of the other characters.
  • Mike Cule’s game of Primetime Adventures on Saturday ran a lot better than the game six months before, when all of us including the GM^h^hExecutive Producer were still feeling our way round the rules. This time we recognised that it’s really a game where everyone is a co-GM, and anybody could introduce NPCs or throw in plot twists. For instance, I introduced the main villain in one of my turns. As before, the brainstorming session at the beginning was a fun part of the game, with the final setting (the PCs as members of a circus who really do have supernatural powers) being an amalgam of several people’s suggestions.

I’ve already signed up for the Winter 2007 Stabcon in January

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Doctor Who: Fear Her

Not quite as bad as last week’s episode, but still has the feel of a ‘filler’, with the only special effect being the CGI ‘scribble’, possibly the wierdest monster I’ve seen. They’re clearly saving the budget for the final two-parter that I’m not going to get to see :(

There’s a gross and unforgivable error with the trains in the background. At the beginning we clearly saw a pair of Central Trains class 170s. But the episode is supposed to be set in 2012, and as everyone should know, Central Trains is due to be abolished next year. The presence of a First Great Western HST and a Wales and Borders 158 probably gives away the fact that it was filmed in Cardiff even though it was set in Essex. D’oh!

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Carl becomes a POD person

Carl Cravens announces that he’s getting into publishing:

I’m starting a publishing company to publish Fudge-compatible PDFs, and eventually larger POD works.

Yes, I have a company name and I’ve registered a domain name. I’m not going to tell you the name until I have something to show. Gotta keep you in suspense about something.

What am I going to publish, you ask?

My focus is going to be on short, interlocking books… I’m thinking around 32 pages max, unless that turns out to not work for what I’m doing. They should be fairly affordable… maybe $5.50 for 32 pages. (More expensive per-page than 3rd Edition GURPS books… but we’re talking a niche market here.)

I’m going to start with a free “quick-start” fantasy rule set based on Fudge. It will be a “complete” rule set, with all the options set (no “toolkit” here), but it will be bare-bones. After that, I’ll be building a fantasy world, about 32 pages at a time. The opening book will be kind of like The Keep On the Borderlands… it will contain a little bit about the world, some detail about a specific area, containing an adventure and enough material to get you started. The world is one that my wife and I started working on a couple years ago… it’s familiar enough that your D&D-playing buddy will be comfortable in it, but it has enough twists and turns to keep things interesting.

Fudge really needs some decent settings. It will be interesting to see how this one turns out, especially when it’s published in small 32 page installments.

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20 First Lines

I’m tagged myself for the music meme from Eine Kleine Nichtmusik.

Like Rob, I’m a luddite and still have everthing on CD. I used the highly non-scientific method of picking up the first 20 CDs I set eyes upon (mostly the ones I’ve been listening to recently), then rolling a d20 to choose the song, rerolling if I selected an instrumental, or one where the first line contains the song title.

So here’s the list of first lines.

1. Too easy to explain, too easy to explain
2. Transient jet lag ecto mimed bison
3. Going up, coming down, and she counts every day
4. Even after all the days are gone
5. The ways, the ins and outs of heaven elude us to the end
– Mostly Autumn: Heroes Never Die
6. Coraz bilzej moment, gdy nie poznan juz siebie
7. József Attila: Reménytelenül
8. He captured and collected things and put them in a shed
– Porcupine Tree: The Creator Has A Mastertape
9. Is there anything good inside of you
– Frank Zappa: Andy
10. Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go
– Led Zeppelin: The Battle of Evermore
11. Every day I have to look to the sun
12. You’re burning my heart, you’re burning my mind
13. Every time I leave you say you won’t be there.
– Queensrÿche: Jet City Woman
14. I still have questions with no answers
– Queensrÿche: A Junkie’s Blues
15. The stars are shining bright up here
16. Is this happening, is this fantasy?
– Blackmore’s Night: All Because Of You
17. Thoughts blow around in your head like a wind that pretends
– Mostly Autumn: Answer the Question
18. Lookin’ ’round for a feelin’ I love the rhythm and blues
– Journey: Lay It Down
19. It’s killing you, you’re killing me, I’m clinging on to my sanity
20. Morning people take the news, a paper window on the world.
– Renaissance: Can You Hear Me?

Yes I know there’s some real cheese in there. Most, if not all, are from artists known more for the music than the lyrics, and some are very obscure. There’s no Morrissey or Pulp to be found in this lot. And no, I don’t know what the two non-English ones mean.

As with Rob’s list, if you think you can identify any, put your suggestions in the comments box. I’ll post the answers in a couple of weeks. No cutting-and-pasting the lines into Google: that’s cheating!

Update: I’ve goofed on #7. The line I quoted was a title, and doesn’t form part of the actual lyrics. The first line is actually “Az ember végül homolos“. Strictly speaking it’s not valid anyway, because it’s spoken rather than sung. Full marks to Chadders anyway for recognising the poem!.

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