CSI Worlds End

This is the last post from this decade from me, I know I've been busy over the past few days, so it's time to relax and add a few more I missed out on over the past year and such.

Sigala Strings of Life.

I knew why I blocked this out so much as I knew it would not do it justice. Its an OK remake of a storming techno track. Stick to that Jackson 5 re edit thing he did that was better.

Aphex Twin Live London / Mancland.

Still working my way through Manchester but damn. these are two brilliant sets. The visuals make this alone with trippy RDJ faces and strobes to trigger an epileptic fit in all but the most hardy of viewers. The music is bang on too a mix of old school and live edits of some new shit, I can hear Abundance from Collapse EP there. Well worth it.

Feature presentation.

This is one of the episodes where Ray Langston (Laurence Fishburne) is boss, and centers on a kid found dead in a storm drain in the height of a storm.   He was excluded from school for being a racist and all round edgelord and pretty much despised by his whole year.

As the case goes on it becomes more and more clear that he is leaving the far right and striking up a friendship with the school caretaker a Rwandan refugee who teaches him about good and evil.  Until the final act pans out that the janitor dude was responsible for a massacre of Tutsi rebels back in 90's and fled to the states to take up asylum. 

It always struck me as a cool story this, there is not much on TV that shows someone as racist getting a non bad guy role. Let alone a redemption arc from the story, which this is.  They are either stupid or evil and it seems that everything in the current year seemed to have a rise of the black shirts, whether it was time travelling Fash in doctor who trying to stop Rosa Parks, to the bastard peaky blinders siding with Oswald Moseley.

There is a good and long talk on Youtube from Literature Devil from this sort of thing. It's called can a hero be racist and puts out the flaws. Looking at the episode itself, it seems that the character himself read a shedload of philosophy books and such like. Kinda like a Sargon does, though I don't see Locke for him to read. There are works by Jung and Heidegger and such like. 

Also with a general move toward non violent actions and such he was leaving the violent world of the Far Right behind. This remains one of my favourite episodes along with anything Lady Heather is in.

This would be Ray Langston's last season and I've still not seen the last episode he was in before handing over to Ted Danson as DB Russell.  Final note here Willows daughter, Lindsay, is really hot, as the school is putting on a show version of Crabaret (Cabaret).

The usual flipped and skipped edition.

This is my all of the other stuff and apart from Sunday, will be my last blog of the year.

Books.

First up have gotten into the whole Alphabet detective novel series, by the late Sue Grafton.  Kinsey Millhone is the Santa Teresa private eye, and main character of the series.

I, for some reason, always pictured her being played by Kate Quilton of food unwrapped fame, they have the same short hair and style in clothes. If they ever did a series based on the books it would be her I choose to play her.

Non TV media.

You want to know what I've been watching the past few months why transcribing books and shit. A shed load of the "alt right" pipeline. I.E. centrists like Tim Pool, and Vee and the Britisher.  I've gone off of Sargon and such, as he's become a hearth and home Trad Con. Metokur another favourite has gone to Bitchute to die a death in ignonimity. 

Any way non controversial stuff is the journey to the microcosmos channel. When life under a microscope is put under a microscope, with relaxing radiophonic music.  Relaxing.

Still enjoying ASMR as, even though I don't get tingles, I do enjoy ambient music and helps me concentrate and zone out.  Visual Sounds 1 pisstake on the whole genre, as well as being ASMR is also really funny, and well worth watching.

Finally as Cassetteboy are a bunch of lefties who won't criticize Corbyn, you'll want something that sounds like the old CDs they put out on Barry's bootlegs but on Youtube. Wavy News  by Noisepuppet is your saviour in this respect. Cut ups from the voice of America news cast and Tommy McMommy presenting wavy news.

Finally a few missed and flipped stuff from the past two posts.

We have NHKWorld back thanks to SKY Q upgrade and while a few favourites have gone, turning it on, on Xmas eve, we were treated to a Hayao Miyazaki documentary.

Thanks to a big breakcore mix we have a palatable Clean Bandit remix its the quack quack quack, woof woof woof one from last year but now it says fuck along with clown noises.

Missed off Arabia with Levinson Wood, from the TV round up which is a shame as its fucking ace. A tour through the Arabian peninsula with a foray into Somalia due to Yemen being bombed out of existence by the Saudis. Absolute mad lad.

Finally, don't normally do ads, but there is a Martin Bell charity ad that has him talking about disadvantaged kids in the Congo and then talking about the DLC. I guess paying two quid ain't enough, maybe they'll bung in some horse armour.

Traditional Boxing Day Music round up.

I haven't been keeping up at all with current pop, and so far anything good I've heard on the radio can be dismissed, by failing memory and such.

The good.

Marshall Jefferson Move Your Body passable remix on Ultra Records.

I've long passed the target age of Kiss FM listenership target audience.  So was surprised to see this getting a rework. They've removed the old house beats for more lamer beats and added the target whooshy bits behind it so it screams modern. But props for getting this shown on Kiss even if its a target 1 play in a blue moon.

Pearl River Sound.

Any of their tracks basically, but thanks to I love acid, they are my new favourite group of the year.

Bananarama Record day mixes

Made the mistake of going up town on record shop day, where everything is invite only for the usual tracks to get repressed. Picked this up about 2 months later. Its got the only version of Venus I like on here and mixes by Ewan Pearson and Tom Middleton so you know its going to be good.

A Certain Ratio.

Its rare that guitar stuff will grip me, but this is live from the ballroom was a highlight for me. Lots of really nice guitar stuff.  From a trip up to Streatham.

Creepy music from Dungeon Siege 3. 

Don't know if its a legit OST from this but there a two tracks or rather ambiances from both the Stonewild caves and the ghost mansion nearby that are perfect encapsulations of the dark ambient
aesthetic. 

Dj Python.

Seriously, this is really good. If you like IDM and hate Reggaeton, this is the culmination of both and its really good. Up there with Squarepusher's pisstaking of jungle.  Also, on Squarepusher, new vic acid stuff out.

From nursery to misery.

From a big Legowelt mix, had to look through their tapes added to youtube. A lot of really weird DIY bedroom stuff. Really worth a look for synthpop and outsider artist fans.

The bad.

BIllie Eyelash (Eilish) 90's bonus game music.

I saw her being promoted by ads on the tube and at first didn't mind her kooky shtick. But the more I listen to this track whatever it is she did, I can't get out of my head a bonus round from a middling 90's belt scroller or home console platformer from  a middle tier euro publisher.

Ellie Goulding feat Juice WRLD Rape Me.

Its not so horrible, this, it's just that, A. Ellie |Goulding got married and  B. Juice snuffed it thanks to an overdose.   She ended up entangled in a m way smash and Juice died (of falling over on pills).

I guess that I take prescriptions track should be up on the good pile also.

Sunshower Post Malone.

Or is it Sunflower by Nami Shimada. I really should re-edit both together. Also props for being on the cover of Fifa 19. Its not everyday a piss poor rapper  gets to be on a football game.

In a German Car.

This is rap here. This is why kids are killing themselves, with knives and shit. Its wank. Really wank.
Its bearable at x2 speed, like most of these Drake type beats and such. Which reminds me to add DJ Python to the good list.

Merry Christmas

This is the one where we talk about good and bad television of the year. Come back tomorrow for best music and the day after for anything I've forgotten which is suspect is everything.

We will start with the traditional good shows.

Ed Stafford Man, Wife, Child.

Marooned on a tropical island (Merak island, Indonesia). Ed has to provide for his wife and his child, this involves killing a pig, and leaping off a cliff. His wife is hot and does the same sort of thing he did, leading a trip down the Orinoco river.

Rise of the Nazis.

BBC2 tour de force explaining the roots of the Nazi party and how thanks to one man promoting them, to essentially own the libs, let in one of the worst regimes of the 20th century.  We learned that Hermann Goering owned a Lion, that the notorious camps were set up for political prisoners first (sorry far right cunts, but they were Jewish political prisoners mainly.)

A great many pale. male and stale experts here to give it the necessary gravitas, and sadly Ash Sarkar as well, delivering one of the greatest lines in this. They killed Communists, now read that with a whiny inflection to your voice.  Class.

His Dark Materials (Northern Lights)

Big Sunday night drama from the BBC here. Never read the books and heard it was pretty good and gives god a right kicking. There are armoured polar bears, daemons and the inquisition killing kids for prevent original sin.  It all hinges on dust in the frozen north and some kid from this world.

Tasmania.

A documentary that I can't really remember much about, but according to notes we have a swaggering platypus in this and massive river lobsters too.

Viking Burial Channel 4

This is focused on Repton in Derbyshire, where a mass grave and tentative settlement had been uncovered.  Radiocarbon dates were screwed up to due to their habit of eating large amounts of fish. If you ever see it around, please take a look, its a good show.


Miranda awards for televisual excressence.

Just as there was brilliant shows there must be absolute bollocks for this to carry on.

The God Code.

A thoroughly horrible documentary. One of the history channel's favourites I'm afraid. It involves looking through more and more ancient Torah's to see patterns for things that may not come true. It opines that the Ark of the Covenant if found will hold the worlds most perfect Torah, if found and a weird Tabula Rasa based on Michael Drosnin's research (not him though.)

The Mary Rose.

Adding woke trash to the uncovering of the titular galleon, raised from the Solent back in the 1980's.  With some weird race based take on the skeletons hauled up from the depths. Apparently two of them were North Africans and a few were Europeans rather than British. 

It ignores the fact that, A. It's a ship and can sail anywhere along the European coast, and B. that London and the other southern port towns were actually quite cosmopolitan back then.

7 Continents

Sad to put an Attenborough down here but, this is a dystopian look at man and his effect on the planet. For every look at a rare and threatened creature we see (Iberian Lynx, Whales resurgent and freezing albatross chicks) there is a sledgehammer of guilt on how we as human's have fucked up. 

If extinction rebellion did documentaries, this is the sort of thing I suspect it would come up with. I guess there are no real answers here, more environmentally friendly power generating sources from renewable supplies, eating bugs and never procreating. Ever.

Honourable mentions.

The music in Killing Eve, Simmons getting pissed in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the worlds oldest mummified cunt on channel 4's Egypt documentary triptych.

Christmas is coming.

Still recovering from the works party where I threw my leg out dancing around and stuff. Still aches a bit, and got to dance with someone nice as well as my boss and line manager.  

It still haunts me a bit and such, its an Aspergers thing, where you focus on what you fucked up most instead of all the time you ruled. I still don't know how anyone talks in pubs, especially when they're rammed for the traditional hell Friday drinksfest.  

Anyway got to see a bird with dreads and her mate, and my boss in a horrible teacher jacket combo with leather patches on the elbows, No bottle green cords mind which is a blessing.

The usual useless stuff is coming, I made a note of TV for the most part but music of the year is entirely winged, which means there is a lot I'll miss out on. Also it may be three days as my employer has graciously given us the 27th off. So expect 3 days of this bollocks.

Doggo Time.

Not great at the moment, dealing with a bastard cold that has done the rounds of my family and finally ended up with me.

As the title suggests, there will be doggo's as well as puppers, too. We took a day midweek to take down some presents to my Aunty on the other side of town. It seems to be once a year we meet up now but used to be so much more years ago, when my granddad was alive.

She has a few rabbits and now a rescue dog, from Battersea and is mostly looked after by my cousins kids.  We didn't see them as they were at work and the buns were outside in the garden in a rabbit run. Wisely well away from my aunts dog, who it seems is another howl for rabbits.  Howl of course was my other aunts dog and a noted rabbit killer, but  I digress.

My aunt told us that her dog didn't really like guys and she did spend a few minutes barking at my dad and such, but she soon calmed down and sat on my lap and spent most of her time being stroked, licking my face and ears or ripping apart one of her toys, a pink ball.

Being a borkmeister.

Notes here for all doggo fans. She is called Bella, she is about 4 or so and is a Patterdale Terrier. Although you can think of her as more of a Black Jack Russell as she's the same size as a Jack Russell bur nearly all black apart from a white patch on her chest.

All in all came away slightly sad, from this, my cousin has boyfriend now (looks a lot like Moriarty from Sherlock. Real nice guy apparently.)  And was just left with things that life has passed me by, thanks to bastard autism.  I'll never have what the normies have TBH, and that makes me sad. I know they say don't let it define you, but I've never seen any pluses from being autistic. It's just a wall of sad, being human with out humanity.

Anyway enough self  reflection, we did find a way to get to Hounslow by tube so it doesn't take forever getting home. Which is a silver lining.

  

Captain Marvel

Never really read comics as a kid, not the sort you'd turn into a movie franchise. With the exception of X-files magazine my comic readership like a lot of Brit kids from the 80's was limited to the Dandy and the Beano.  So the whole american comics such as Spiderman and the X-men were limited to Cartoons we saw on TV. Such as that one with Iceman and Fivestar Firestar or video games such as Marvel Vs Capcom. Even now I wonder why Tony Stark never had his massive fuck off proton cannon like in the titular 1vs1 fighter from 2000.

I don't mind the whole Marvel MCU series of movies, and the original Deadpool remains a fave even though, I never read anything about them back in the day.  So despite having found a pirate DVD of Captain Marvel, we finally settled down to watch it on Sky on Thursday.  It didn't help matters that I watched a ton of content from the anti diversity crowd that Captain Marvel was a garbage movie, and that she was an overpowered Mary Sue, and its not for me.

Turns out that they were half right. There's spoilers below so go ahead if you want it ruined for you.

Brie Larson

Its an average movie, not helped by the fact that I wasn't playing attention for the first part. I started taking notice when Nick Fury broke into Cheyenne Mountain from Stargate SG1, I know its supposed to be a secret base, the sort Mulder's Dad stowed things away in, in the first season of the X files but damn, looks like they broke into Stargate Command,

Brie Larson (is that even right?) can fire energy bolts from her hands and has a suppressor on the back of her neck. Which she uses to kill an defenceless Streetfighter II turbo arcade cab in some backwoods pub. When toward the end and she is aboard the Kree ship cloaked in orbit there is a Centipede cab and a Space Invaders Pin table by Bally along with some Skrull illegals, she gets it taken off in a fight with the bad dudes.

This means she can turn into a punk and fly and not worry about the effects of re-entry. Oh and shoot energy bolts from her hands like Tony Starks super from Marvel Vs Capcom.

Joking aside there are some good bits such as a younger Phil Coulson with hair starting out in S.H.I.E.L.D. a cat called Goose, and a horrible old scientist who looks like Hilary Clinton who dies in a plane crash.

I know I should do a big serious review but this wasn't bastard awful (Will Ferrell as Sherlock Holmes level garbage.)  It just wasn't good. Bree Lawnchair in a Nine Inch Nails top, Brie Lawson montage being told she will never amount to anything before coming back from a pasting with the Kree.  I guess it captures America Mid 90's but to me that whole scene really required Tubthumping by Chumbawumba to set it off. 

Further audio delights include TLC, Gwen Stefani and Courtney Loves Hole as an outro track. All  I wanted was a bit of FSOL on the sound track or Prodigy.  I guess if Captain Britain ever did a sort of equivalent in the UK. Or cap Marvel U.K. edition, where she lives in a squat and goes on a criminal Justice bill march, or heads out to an illegal rave in the countryside. That I would fucking watch.

In the end its merely sub par, rather than terribad, even if Fury loses his eye to a right hook from a tentacle beast cat.

Decade.

Not really sure how to celebrate this, but the blog has been up and running for 10 years now. Officially since December 2009, every Sunday I've been putting up a piece whether I've wanted to or not. I outlined most of this a month back so if you really want to rehash, you can read it here.

I guess you can have another free Hardy Boys book to read while the next 10 years come around.
This is the UK version of The Shore Road Mystery, Expect the original sometime about christmas.

And right on cue, here's the original text on Christmas day in the morning.