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Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Ptolemy (---.range217-44.btcentralplus.com)
Date: July 17, 2003 08:18PM
I've never started a real thread before! So, I thought I'd try this one on for size.
Apologies if it's been done before - I don't mind you taking the p**** but if you're angry with me can you email me offline rather than embarrass me publicly? (Ptolly has a very fragile ego at the moment!)
My question though is this. When they eventually make the first of the Thursday Next movies, what music would you like to see (ok then, hear) included in the soundtrack?
My vote for a perfect piece of incidental music goes to 'Feeling in Time' by the band Spirit, from the album "Spirit of 76"
I've uploaded an .MP3 of it to a temporary bit of webspace so you can hear it if you want: Time. It's about 3mb long so don't click if time (har har!) is of the essence.
I'm assuming that in the typical manner of Hollywood, they won't follow the books per se but will mix all the storylines up and probably add their own ideas as well - so pretty much anything goes. There's no way they'll get away from "time" though so the above would just be perfect, IMHO.
Anyone else know any songs which they feel would make ideal theme or incidental music?
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Apologies if it's been done before - I don't mind you taking the p**** but if you're angry with me can you email me offline rather than embarrass me publicly? (Ptolly has a very fragile ego at the moment!)
My question though is this. When they eventually make the first of the Thursday Next movies, what music would you like to see (ok then, hear) included in the soundtrack?
My vote for a perfect piece of incidental music goes to 'Feeling in Time' by the band Spirit, from the album "Spirit of 76"
I've uploaded an .MP3 of it to a temporary bit of webspace so you can hear it if you want: Time. It's about 3mb long so don't click if time (har har!) is of the essence.
I'm assuming that in the typical manner of Hollywood, they won't follow the books per se but will mix all the storylines up and probably add their own ideas as well - so pretty much anything goes. There's no way they'll get away from "time" though so the above would just be perfect, IMHO.
Anyone else know any songs which they feel would make ideal theme or incidental music?
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: splat21 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: July 17, 2003 09:41PM
a Chronoguard song! Cool. Can't help thinking that the Goliath/Schitt-Hawse theme tune ought to be something along the lines of 'Every breath you take' and Miss Havisham certainly ought to have (dammit that was almost a spoiler sorry!)..' but really I think it would have to be something truly original - how are you at composing?
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Skiffle (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: July 18, 2003 12:31AM
Miss Haversham could have "I'm In Love With My Car", by Queen.
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: poetscientistdrinker (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: July 18, 2003 12:32AM
I'm not sure about that, but the idea of Pickwick strutting onto the screen to 'Fat Bottomed Girls' appeals, somehow...
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Intrigue (---.vic.bigpond.net.au)
Date: July 18, 2003 10:44AM
That would probably start the movie, with Pickwick waddling in to wake Thursday, ending the song with a *plock*
Lots of remixes, or songs that are almost exactly the same, but with different background instruments.
Somehow, "Happy Together" by the Turtles seems appropriate for during or after Thursday's and Landen's wedding, with that "meant to be no matter how they roll the dice" thing.
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Lots of remixes, or songs that are almost exactly the same, but with different background instruments.
Somehow, "Happy Together" by the Turtles seems appropriate for during or after Thursday's and Landen's wedding, with that "meant to be no matter how they roll the dice" thing.
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Those who forget the pasta are doomed to reheat it.
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Big John (---.rit.reuters.com)
Date: July 18, 2003 11:35AM
Orbital did some very nice moody stuff with harpsichords on the 7" release of 'The Box' that I can't help feeling would be fun for the "unauthorised" bits in 'Jane Eyre'. Maybe have some proper "BBC period drama" music for the real book scenes, cutting to harpsichord-dance for the other scenes?
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: jon (---.abel.net.uk)
Date: July 18, 2003 11:53AM
Paperback Writer, surely? Can't think of any other songs about books atm (and don't say Wuthering Heights cos a it's awful and b it's about the film) ... illiterate lot, pop musos ....
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: KT (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: July 18, 2003 12:03PM
"Book Song" by Fairport Convention?
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Simon (193.82.99.---)
Date: July 18, 2003 01:49PM
Shouldn't Havisham have something by Vivaldi playing softly in the background? After all, she did say that concerts of his music were one of the three things which Thurday could give priority over summonses by her, so presumably she rates his work quite highly...
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Ptolemy (217.205.174.---)
Date: July 18, 2003 02:27PM
Jon, re. your comment "illiterate lot, pop musos" - as ever it's the exception which proves the rule. The revered antiquarian book dealer Martin Stone for example was formerly guitarist in the 60s psychedelic pop band Mighty Baby who trod the boards at the early Glastonbury festivals.
If I may I'd like to quote from a review of a book by John Baxter (my own magazine, the Ptolemaic Terrascope, got a namecheck, so I feel justified in so doing):
"A Pound of Paper: Confessions of a Book Addict
by John Baxter
417pp, Doubleday, £15
Short of dying and finding myself in used-book heaven, I never thought I would ever find a copy of Robert Westerby's 1938 London low-life novel Wide Boys Never Work (in wrapper, preferably first edition). But, half a world away, in a vast warehouse of secondhand books in Berkeley, California, there it was - several double-takes later - just above head height and a little to the left, hidden among thousands of other titles of little or no interest, in what turned out to be a disappointingly plain blue jacket.
It was a second impression and not that @#$%&, given that I was probably the only person in the world looking for it. The price was written in pencil. It was a familiar, ghostly marking, which I recognised as belonging to the legendary book hunter and dealer Martin Stone, usually based in Paris. He, if anyone, would be the person to know the true value, and then some, of this lost obscurity, to someone who really wanted it.
Stone was like Kilroy, or Robinson in Céline's Journey to the End of the Night - always there first, a step in front of the rest of the action. The sense of being the mug at the back of the queue was reinforced at the cash till, where the freemasonry of the secondhand book trade was further in evidence.
To the most dedicated, book collecting is a vocation, to which he (it is usually a he) feels elected as much as compelled; and, as with any junkie, the rest of life is ordered around the habit. To embark on a book search was also to enter a twilight world, somewhere between Poe, Borges and Peake, in which the endgame might be anticipated in the quest - thus the case of a female academic who died when her library collapsed on top of her; she was literally buried under the weight of her own learning.
John Baxter got a bad dose of the collecting bug: he has pursued it down decades and across continents, while assuming various professions on the fringes of film culture. Baxter knows that, as with any obsessive, the collector operates on a clandestine level; none more so than the Krogers, the Soviet spies who hid in the outer London suburbs, posing as used-book dealers.
Stone saw Baxter coming. Baxter, newly arrived in England after his early years in Australia (amusingly chronicled), started hanging around second-hand book markets. Whether he chose to, or was elected by Stone and his associates as the mug with the money, Baxter found himself buying Graham Greene, thus fulfilling another requirement of the addict-collector, celebrity-stalking at one remove.
Baxter was initially lured into a deal brokered by Stone and completed by Iain Sinclair to buy a reprint of Herbert Read's novel The Green Child, which was of no intrinsic value except that it had an introduction by Greene and featured his spidery signature. And so Baxter became ensnared in the second level of this world, one of associate copies, signatures and all the other bits of tat that contribute to a habit that never can be completed.
The parabola of Baxter's experience is an object lesson in the process of dealing from street-level anarchy up to the higher levels, where strict pecking orders and rules of obscure grace and favour prevail. Beyond that lurk the most rarefied sellers - where the product changes hands for absurd amounts of money - whose premises resemble brothels out of Buñuel, and confirm, too late in most cases, that books are sexy.
In Baxter's affectionate memoir, Martin Stone emerges as the prodigal hero. "Always ahead," according to the dedication in Sinclair's first novel, which prompted Stone to ask of Baxter: "Ahead of what?" Sinclair's dedication could just as easily have read "Always a head" as, in various other incarnations, Stone has been (in Baxter's estimation) "a cokehead, pothead, alcoholic, resident of a Muslim enclave, international fugitive from justice, and a professional rock musician rated by the magazine Ptolemaic Terrascope as 'one of the two great guitarists of the era' who 'makes Clapton look boring and provincial'."
Stone's grace was his lightness of touch in a trade that was often dull, exclusive, conformist and up its own arse. Baxter now hunts his books down through eBay, but this is a valuable record of a passing, ephemeral era; before the price of everything became known"
Post Edited (07-18-03 19:04)
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If I may I'd like to quote from a review of a book by John Baxter (my own magazine, the Ptolemaic Terrascope, got a namecheck, so I feel justified in so doing):
"A Pound of Paper: Confessions of a Book Addict
by John Baxter
417pp, Doubleday, £15
Short of dying and finding myself in used-book heaven, I never thought I would ever find a copy of Robert Westerby's 1938 London low-life novel Wide Boys Never Work (in wrapper, preferably first edition). But, half a world away, in a vast warehouse of secondhand books in Berkeley, California, there it was - several double-takes later - just above head height and a little to the left, hidden among thousands of other titles of little or no interest, in what turned out to be a disappointingly plain blue jacket.
It was a second impression and not that @#$%&, given that I was probably the only person in the world looking for it. The price was written in pencil. It was a familiar, ghostly marking, which I recognised as belonging to the legendary book hunter and dealer Martin Stone, usually based in Paris. He, if anyone, would be the person to know the true value, and then some, of this lost obscurity, to someone who really wanted it.
Stone was like Kilroy, or Robinson in Céline's Journey to the End of the Night - always there first, a step in front of the rest of the action. The sense of being the mug at the back of the queue was reinforced at the cash till, where the freemasonry of the secondhand book trade was further in evidence.
To the most dedicated, book collecting is a vocation, to which he (it is usually a he) feels elected as much as compelled; and, as with any junkie, the rest of life is ordered around the habit. To embark on a book search was also to enter a twilight world, somewhere between Poe, Borges and Peake, in which the endgame might be anticipated in the quest - thus the case of a female academic who died when her library collapsed on top of her; she was literally buried under the weight of her own learning.
John Baxter got a bad dose of the collecting bug: he has pursued it down decades and across continents, while assuming various professions on the fringes of film culture. Baxter knows that, as with any obsessive, the collector operates on a clandestine level; none more so than the Krogers, the Soviet spies who hid in the outer London suburbs, posing as used-book dealers.
Stone saw Baxter coming. Baxter, newly arrived in England after his early years in Australia (amusingly chronicled), started hanging around second-hand book markets. Whether he chose to, or was elected by Stone and his associates as the mug with the money, Baxter found himself buying Graham Greene, thus fulfilling another requirement of the addict-collector, celebrity-stalking at one remove.
Baxter was initially lured into a deal brokered by Stone and completed by Iain Sinclair to buy a reprint of Herbert Read's novel The Green Child, which was of no intrinsic value except that it had an introduction by Greene and featured his spidery signature. And so Baxter became ensnared in the second level of this world, one of associate copies, signatures and all the other bits of tat that contribute to a habit that never can be completed.
The parabola of Baxter's experience is an object lesson in the process of dealing from street-level anarchy up to the higher levels, where strict pecking orders and rules of obscure grace and favour prevail. Beyond that lurk the most rarefied sellers - where the product changes hands for absurd amounts of money - whose premises resemble brothels out of Buñuel, and confirm, too late in most cases, that books are sexy.
In Baxter's affectionate memoir, Martin Stone emerges as the prodigal hero. "Always ahead," according to the dedication in Sinclair's first novel, which prompted Stone to ask of Baxter: "Ahead of what?" Sinclair's dedication could just as easily have read "Always a head" as, in various other incarnations, Stone has been (in Baxter's estimation) "a cokehead, pothead, alcoholic, resident of a Muslim enclave, international fugitive from justice, and a professional rock musician rated by the magazine Ptolemaic Terrascope as 'one of the two great guitarists of the era' who 'makes Clapton look boring and provincial'."
Stone's grace was his lightness of touch in a trade that was often dull, exclusive, conformist and up its own arse. Baxter now hunts his books down through eBay, but this is a valuable record of a passing, ephemeral era; before the price of everything became known"
Post Edited (07-18-03 19:04)
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: ilovespike (---.visp.co.nz)
Date: July 18, 2003 09:16PM
I think it should consist of songs written by the Fforumites! Then we all get our little piece of fame (and hopefully get paid heaps 'cause the film would be box office!) .
from me :)
from me :)
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: poetscientistdrinker (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: July 18, 2003 09:16PM
'lady writer' by Dire Straits?
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: poetscientistdrinker (---.cache.pol.co.uk)
Date: July 18, 2003 09:17PM
Or Travis - 'Writing to Reach You'?
Or Springsteen - 'Book Of Dreams'
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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.
Or Springsteen - 'Book Of Dreams'
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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: dante (---.internal.omneuk.com)
Date: July 18, 2003 11:51PM
"The Booklovers" by the Divine Comedy!
Mainly a list of names, with a comment (mostly in funny voices by Sean Hughes) after it:
The Booklovers
"This book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence... makes no difference... whatever are you doing?"
Aphra Benn: Hello
Cervantes: Donkey
Daniel Defoe: To christen the day!
Samuel Richardson: Hello
Henry Fielding: Tittle-tattle Tittle-tattle...
Lawrence Sterne: Hello
Mary Wolstencraft: Vindicated!
Jane Austen: Here I am!
Sir Walter Scott: We're all doomed!
Leo Tolstoy: Yes!
Honoré de Balzac: Oui...
Edgar Allen Poe: Aaaarrrggghhhh!
Charlotte Brontë: Hello...
Emily Brontë: Hello...
Anne Brontë: Hellooo..?
Nikolai Gogol: Vas chi
Gustav Flaubert: Oui
William Makepeace Thackeray: Call me 'William Makepeace Thackeray'
Nathaniel Hawthorne: The letter 'A'
Herman Melville: Ahoy there!
Charles Dickens: London is so beautiful this time of year...
Anthony Trollope: good-good-good-good evening!
Fyodor Dostoevsky: Here come the sleepers...
Mark Twain: I can't even spell 'Mississippi'!
George Eliot: George reads German
Emile Zola: J'accuse
Henry James: Howdy Miss Wharton!
Thomas Hardy: Ooo-arrr!
Joseph Conrad: I'm a bloody boring writer...
Katherine Mansfield: [cough cough]
Edith Wharton: Well hello, Mr James!
DH Lawrence: Never heard of it
EM Forster: Never heard of it!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'
James Joyce: Hello there!
Virginia Woolf: I'm losing my mind!
Marcel Proust: Je me'en souviens plus
F Scott Fitzgerald: baa bababa baa
Ernest Hemingway: I forgot the....
Hermann Hesse: Oh es ist alle so häßlich
Evelyn Waugh: Whoooaarr!
William Faulkner: Tu connait William Faulkner?
Anaïs Nin: The strand of pearls
Ford Maddox Ford: Any colour, as long as it's black!
Jean-Paul Sartre: Let's go to the dome, Simone!
Simone de Beauvoir: C'est exact present
Albert Camus: The beach... the beach
Franz Kafka: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Thomas Mann: Mam
Graham Greene: Call me 'pinky', lovely
Jack Kerouac: Me car's broken down...
William S Burroughs: Wowwww!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'
Kingsley Amis: [cough]
Doris Lessing: I hate men!
Vladimir Nabokov: Hello, little girl...
William Golding: Achtung Busby!
JG Ballard: Instrument binnacle
Richard Brautigan: How are you doing?
Milan Kundera: I don't do interviews
Ivy Compton Burnett: Hello...
Paul Theroux: Have a nice day!
Günter Grass: I've found snails!
Gore Vidal: Oh, it makes me mad!
John Updike: Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run...
Kazuro Ishiguro: Ah so, old chap!
Malcolm Bradbury: stroke John Steinbeck, stroke JD Salinger
Iain Banks: Too orangey for crows!
AS Byatt: Nine tenths of the law, you know...
Martin Amis: [burp]
Brett Easton Ellis: Aaaaarrrggghhh!
Umberto Eco: I don't understand this either...
Gabriel Garcia Marquez: Mi casa es su casa
Roddy Doyle: ha ha ha!
Salman Rushdie: Names will live forever...
Some of them are a bit obscure - the comments rather than the writers!
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Do something pretty while you can...
Mainly a list of names, with a comment (mostly in funny voices by Sean Hughes) after it:
The Booklovers
"This book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence... makes no difference... whatever are you doing?"
Aphra Benn: Hello
Cervantes: Donkey
Daniel Defoe: To christen the day!
Samuel Richardson: Hello
Henry Fielding: Tittle-tattle Tittle-tattle...
Lawrence Sterne: Hello
Mary Wolstencraft: Vindicated!
Jane Austen: Here I am!
Sir Walter Scott: We're all doomed!
Leo Tolstoy: Yes!
Honoré de Balzac: Oui...
Edgar Allen Poe: Aaaarrrggghhhh!
Charlotte Brontë: Hello...
Emily Brontë: Hello...
Anne Brontë: Hellooo..?
Nikolai Gogol: Vas chi
Gustav Flaubert: Oui
William Makepeace Thackeray: Call me 'William Makepeace Thackeray'
Nathaniel Hawthorne: The letter 'A'
Herman Melville: Ahoy there!
Charles Dickens: London is so beautiful this time of year...
Anthony Trollope: good-good-good-good evening!
Fyodor Dostoevsky: Here come the sleepers...
Mark Twain: I can't even spell 'Mississippi'!
George Eliot: George reads German
Emile Zola: J'accuse
Henry James: Howdy Miss Wharton!
Thomas Hardy: Ooo-arrr!
Joseph Conrad: I'm a bloody boring writer...
Katherine Mansfield: [cough cough]
Edith Wharton: Well hello, Mr James!
DH Lawrence: Never heard of it
EM Forster: Never heard of it!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'
James Joyce: Hello there!
Virginia Woolf: I'm losing my mind!
Marcel Proust: Je me'en souviens plus
F Scott Fitzgerald: baa bababa baa
Ernest Hemingway: I forgot the....
Hermann Hesse: Oh es ist alle so häßlich
Evelyn Waugh: Whoooaarr!
William Faulkner: Tu connait William Faulkner?
Anaïs Nin: The strand of pearls
Ford Maddox Ford: Any colour, as long as it's black!
Jean-Paul Sartre: Let's go to the dome, Simone!
Simone de Beauvoir: C'est exact present
Albert Camus: The beach... the beach
Franz Kafka: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
Thomas Mann: Mam
Graham Greene: Call me 'pinky', lovely
Jack Kerouac: Me car's broken down...
William S Burroughs: Wowwww!
Happy the man, and happy he alone who in all honesty can call today his own;
He who has life and strength enough to say 'Yesterday's dead & gone - I want to live today'
Kingsley Amis: [cough]
Doris Lessing: I hate men!
Vladimir Nabokov: Hello, little girl...
William Golding: Achtung Busby!
JG Ballard: Instrument binnacle
Richard Brautigan: How are you doing?
Milan Kundera: I don't do interviews
Ivy Compton Burnett: Hello...
Paul Theroux: Have a nice day!
Günter Grass: I've found snails!
Gore Vidal: Oh, it makes me mad!
John Updike: Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run...
Kazuro Ishiguro: Ah so, old chap!
Malcolm Bradbury: stroke John Steinbeck, stroke JD Salinger
Iain Banks: Too orangey for crows!
AS Byatt: Nine tenths of the law, you know...
Martin Amis: [burp]
Brett Easton Ellis: Aaaaarrrggghhh!
Umberto Eco: I don't understand this either...
Gabriel Garcia Marquez: Mi casa es su casa
Roddy Doyle: ha ha ha!
Salman Rushdie: Names will live forever...
Some of them are a bit obscure - the comments rather than the writers!
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Do something pretty while you can...
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Anonymous User (---.STTNWAHO.covad.net)
Date: July 19, 2003 06:08AM
There's always the song by Moxy Fruvous, "My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors"....:)
I won't dare say more, because as a musician I find that I get extremely steamed about soundtracks sometimes. As a friend of mine said about the Lord of the Rings: "Great movie, but it really needed more vielles."
I won't dare say more, because as a musician I find that I get extremely steamed about soundtracks sometimes. As a friend of mine said about the Lord of the Rings: "Great movie, but it really needed more vielles."
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: splat21 (---.in-addr.btopenworld.com)
Date: July 19, 2003 10:24PM
And then Robert Johnson's song for Cardenio would be quite a good counterpoint to the Questing Beast rampaging up the hall...
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Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Intrigue (---.vic.bigpond.net.au)
Date: July 20, 2003 07:01AM
Marche Macabre for Goliath HQ or The Raven. It sounds great on Jonathan Creek.
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Those who forget the pasta are doomed to reheat it.
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Carla (---.zen.co.uk)
Date: July 20, 2003 12:12PM
dante, thanks for that, i've always loved that song, but had never seen it written down like that.
i once asked Neil hannon if he had read books by all the authors mentioned. his reply "no, have you?"
i once asked Neil hannon if he had read books by all the authors mentioned. his reply "no, have you?"
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: jon (---.proxy.aol.com)
Date: July 20, 2003 02:03PM
Wonderful bit of name-dropping from Carla there .....
Ptollers, old boy, I'm just so pleased to know that I still have the knack of winding up musos ... It's been a long time, but I still got it. I mostly wind them up by telling them I like Marillion, and watching them go red in the face with indignation. Then I add that these days, of couse, Marillion are an indie band. If I time it right I can make them explode.
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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty
Ptollers, old boy, I'm just so pleased to know that I still have the knack of winding up musos ... It's been a long time, but I still got it. I mostly wind them up by telling them I like Marillion, and watching them go red in the face with indignation. Then I add that these days, of couse, Marillion are an indie band. If I time it right I can make them explode.
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I am very interested in the Universe. I am specialising in the Universe and everything surrounding it. - E. L. Wisty
Re: Movie soundtrack?
Posted by: Ptolemy (---.range217-44.btcentralplus.com)
Date: July 20, 2003 02:58PM
Jon mate, I promise you I'm un-wind-uppable when it comes to music; "taste" is such an indefinite thing that absolutely everything appeals to someone or another, so who am I to say something is terrible just because I don't happen to like it? Marillion weren't exactly my cup of tea either, but I'm mates with a former drummer of theirs and even he admits they were boring so you're in the minority I'm afraid! Ha!
Hope you found the Martin Stone thing of interest nonetheless...
Hope you found the Martin Stone thing of interest nonetheless...
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