A few weeks ago, a “MuseChat” thing appeared on the internet. Basically, what is was is that you could submit a question to Muse to be answered at a later date.
RIGHT NOW, a video where all the questions are answered is on www.musechat.mu and, about 15 minutes in, my name is read out and my question is answered!
Please tell anyone who knows both me and Muse to check it out, please. Or watch for yourself.
- Hello. Blog material has been a bit thin on the ground lately. Sorry about that.
- I left my near-perfect Lasagne with the four different toppings in Food Tech yesterday. I got it today and its gone off. Jesus, the first time I make something good and this happens…
- I’ve re-discovered my love of The Bravery. Mmm, sehr gut.
- My sister is moaning about not receiving EMA. Personally, I’d rather live ina decent house with a decent standard of living than live on some council estate so I get £30 a month or whatever for going to college.
- Apparently, me and Abbi have been entered (not entirely with our consent) for some Couples thing in the yearbook. What is this, some high school in an american sitcom?!
- I’m bored. Amuse me.
James 
If there is one thing more despicable than English coursework, its doing it AGAIN hand-written.
I wonder why the nice people at AQA require a sample of my handwriting- presumably its so if a handwriten note is found near the scene of a certain crime, they can match it to mine and thus proving that it was ME who murdered Mrs Marion.
Either way, I still have to look at the contrived, poorly written drivel that is my original writing coursework, which has about as much tension and suspense as it has originality and entertainment value- ie, none.
I hope this document never gets to the employers at Kerrang magazine. I’ll be banned forever. Even as a freelancer.
In a month’s time, at least.
And so, the worst part of Christmas (besides the waiting, the waiting for lunch) has begun- Christmas shopping.
I have made a list (like I always do) of things that are just plain wrong with Christmas shopping.
- You don’t know what everyone wants, and if you ask they “don’t know”. *ignores blatant hypocrisy*
- The shops have massive queues, kostly made up of people who want to buy a pair of socks with their credit card when the credit card machine won’t work.
- “Christmas deals” as advertised by shops consist of 5% savings on tat that I wouldn’t even consider buying for my family, friends or mortal enemies.
- Someone you don’t like will ALWAYS see you, and will either shout “JAMES ARCHER!!” accross the street like its an insult or will snigger judgingly at the multiple bags of things I’ve bought. Like I’d shop at Debenhams for myself, benders.
- Starbucks is PACKED. ALL THE TIME.
- Macdonalds is PACKED. ALL THE TIME.
so there you have it. I’ll think I’ll take the online route, as long as posting doesn’t cost much. Then maybe I won’t have to be lying when I say “your present hasen’t arrived yet”.
My, oh my.
It was a good gig. Minor feedback problems during souncheck were quickly solved, and some ‘fans’ from our last showing were there to cheer and get lyrics wrong. Good stuff.
I certainly enjoyed myself, and this could probably be seen by the audience who were subjected to my slightly weird “power stance” and my Wolstenholme-esque headbanging, in which a bit of hair flew into my eye and nearly blinded me. But I’d do it again.
Yes, most good. But it will never be as good as Muse were….(sigh)
This is a blog entry to tell you there is nothing to blog about.
Meh.
Thumb war?
“I’m so bored I could eat myself”
(Stealing, by Carol Ann Duffy. This quote is probably the only good thing poetry has produced.)
I am writing to inform you that I am very very tired.
You know how sometimes you feel like going to sleep, like when your siblings force you to watch football on the TV? Or during any Physics lesson you care to mention? Well, I’m, like, a jabazillion times more sleep-craving than that.
But I can’t actually go to sleep yet, cos I havent packed my school bag. Dammit, I have PE tommorow.
Yours sleepily,
Jamesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss (drool)
I’m sure you may be getting sick of me talking about Muse recently, but I found this very exciting. And funny.
Muse Memory full of holes
Muse have written a brand new single - but can’t remember what it soun s like! Dom Howard told PS the trio recorded a new song at the end of the BHAR album sessions, which he hopes they’ll release after they’ve toured the LP.
“It came to late to put on Holes,” said Howard, “we thought we should finish it in a tour break to put it out as a single. It’s so long ago now, I can’t exactly remeber how it sounds.”
Also from Microcuts:
According to Dominic, interviewed on Radio 1 by Jo Whiley, Muse may release new downloadable songs around christmas.
This means two things:
1- There may be new songs beofr eCrimbo-less than two months, that is..
2- Dom has confirmed my suspscions that, in spite of Chris chewing on cardboard and Matt playing Knights of Cydonia before Take a Bow at Cardiff, HE is the thickest member of Muse.
Also, all three guys now have official Myspace pages. This immediately voids ALL Abbi’s arguments against it.
Graphically, it sucks. Just a black background with “TORCHWOOD” in bloody Times New Roman (or something similar),dissappearing and then APPEARING IN A DIFFERENT PLACE! OMG RUSTY DAVIES IS A GENIUS ETC!
The them tune, however, does simplicity a lot better. It s also very catchy.
I’m sure at least one person noticed I was going “weeooweeooweeooweeooweeoo honk honk” all the way through BCS…
