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Spotted on the way home through Central London late one night this week - looks like even our road signs are doing their bit to help out the Big Society.
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Spotted on the way home through Central London late one night this week - looks like even our road signs are doing their bit to help out the Big Society.
I’ve always been a fan of quirky irono-poppists Spray, and their latest EP, We’re Nihilists, Not Stylists is no exception. This popped up in the b3ta newsletter last week and I think it’s worth spreading the word; made me smile at least.
One for people who like the idea of Drivvle, I’d say.
Spray – Twitter Campaign
The rest of the EP is well worth a listen and purchase too, if you’re into that sort of thing.
Continuing today’s impromptu Leslie Nielsen-theme on Shinypixel, here’s an oddity. Despite there never being – to my knowledge, at least – any gaming spinoffs of the franchises he starred in, the two collided when he once managed to grace the full back cover of ZX Spectrum bible Your Sinclair.
This appeared on the back cover of Issue 73, upside-down compared to the rest of the mag. (Just like the Student Radio Awards magazine, actually, but that was two-mags-in-one.) Presumably knocked up mega-quickly at the last-minute when an advert deadline fell through, I can totally sympathise with the frame of mind of its mystery author. Those were the days.
To mark the passing of uniquely excellent mirthster Leslie Nielsen, I’d like to bring to your attention perhaps the only tune on Earth that samples him.
Ricardo Autobahn’s TV/film samplefest The Golden Age Of Video features a certain Mr. Drebin at 2:06. All together now…
Ricardo Autobahn – The Golden Age Of Video
Those following my Twitter account (and if you’re not, why not, eh?) may have seen this already. Pointed out by treblekicker the other day, it’s a one-note series of images depicting the above cat. And a rock. Cat rock, you see? (It costs $29.99)
Each one has a different slogan, all of which make exactly the expected amount of sense. As a bonus, there’s occasionally a Spanish cat which pops up all moody and black, accompanied by (I am reliably assured) some bizarre Spanish.
I mean, what’s not to like?