Craig’s creative energy has fair inspired me.
THIS IS THE OUTPUT: Brilliant stuff: ( He’s bundled it all as a tres swish bandcamp LP bundle)
I was rummaging through all the stuff recorded on the Zoom box and discovered the last time I recorded stuff was ages ago. Last thing I dumped on Bandcamp was circa 2015. I really need to get back into the habit of having an appetite for recording. Done bits and bobs lately, but I’m doodle dip pen mad- made this pish- but that’s about it. I’ve done a heap of voice recordings, which is great fun, but not really had time for anything else.
So I’m switching some older stuff from soundcloud to bandycamp. both platforms are whack. So currently I’m deep in goat sector. I can see you, you filthy maggots. Disgusting squirming human beasts.
Honestly, I know the internet has become a validation chamber but sometimes, I wonder what people actually think, or indeed want. Very odd stuff today. On the day the Government finally offered a legit choice between shooting yerself in the head or foot- and forgot to add an option of emptying the gun and chucking it up Theresa mays snatch we get this from the extremist Global britain, Brexit means Brexit mob. Really bizzare.
I’ve been diligently comparing two pages on facebook- Leave EU and Scientists for EU, as you would imagine one is rational and deep thinking, the other fairly high on the mentalist scale. But even for that high bar a posting the other day really made me scratch my head.
I’m havering over whether I should just post the screen shots or just describe/transcribe what was said. Essentially it was all about money- which is so fucking vulgar. But, apparently we- BRITAIN land , don’t need to settle and obligations as we leave the EU because Europe owes us a debt for WINNING THE SECOND WORLD WAR AND THE FIRST ONE AS WELL.
Fuck Nose min.
It was rubbish. raining like fuck. Grim. Cold enough for snow, but no snow. I would have preferred snow. The rain relented a bit, for a short dog and glorious first born walking window. Then we made it down by the river and the cuntish sky started firing water at us again.
I’ve got into the habit, rather stupidly of walking the dog later. later than you think. When it’s proper dark. Down by the river and all about we range. I like it a lot, mainly because there’s no other cunt kicking about. It’s a tuff gig Aberdeen, mostly there are people about. i hate people. I wish they would just sidle away and fuck off. So the dark walk is great. I think the dog is into it as well, he likes being lit up- the rules are different, as long as he comes back I’m cool with him going far as he likes. No river swimming just now though min, it’s too cold.
So aye, nae bad, dog with LED collar, me with the phone torch. But mostly I just leave it off, swan in the dark.
nae cunt about. Great.
A close call today. Finished circa lunchtime and went to my fave thrifty shop. perused an ancient copy of a book about martin Luther ( so old it was priced as two and six pence on the cover, real modern price about 8.99 so gave it a swerve) decided I wasnae that hooped, plus I still have books on Calvin and Luther kicking about the house.Diet of WORMS, and the whole indulgences thing. I was a bit bored. last time I was there I doubled up on a copy of a book I already had, and a close call today on a copy of Civilisation the west and the rest, which I was buggered if I could remember if I had in paperback or something. Thankfully I didnae bother, went to Captain Toms and bought some acoustic guitar strings instead. Good price, and they sound NICE. I hate re-stringing though, it’s absolutely fraught with dangerous danger, what if the little peg thing flies out? what if the string snaps and cuts one of yer eye balls right in the eye ball. Nippy as fuck. it went okay though. No disasters. still nae got any guid new songs though. just snippets of stupid pish. Such as-
Isla Isla. Go and put some leggings on/or yer arse will fall off/ you cannae go to skool with nae arse/ stops…..shouting at daughter fighting with dog.
I scored yet another Ottlight. Kind of the successor to those daylight lamps. I’m a big fan of them. I now have three. Pretty guid. Great for drawing, or just great for having a blaze of light in the room. I bought the other two- with staff discount, which is nice- this latest one was getting binned. It’s got a cracked magnifying glass, but since I’ll never use that, it’s still amazingly good as a….light.
Amazing, I’m sure you dig it. Quite space-ship-ish. And below the other two GUYS. GUYZ.
Fired up the Scanner, it’s all going well, even if the thing is a bit- OLD. It works okay. I’m cross platforming like a tit. SCAN, dump on google pictures from the hulking desktop. Download on the tablet for tinkering. nae bad. I’m still a massive fan of the brutal bucket fill tool- which is so much quicker in Sketch on the tablet.
Dubbed archiving. A lot of this years stuff I’ve drawn has been pretty pish to be fair, backgrounds, trees, just big textural slabs of brush strokes. BUT, that’s the brilliant thing about keeping a sketch book- you can flick through, even venture back into older folders and make decisions. Much indeed like flicking through old music recordings. It’s the filter man, how much is your filter unusual. as mentioned before, I pollute FB, and also the twitter as well. But sadly- no narrative now, or none that I’ve been able to put together.@divit_eff on twatter. and just search for divit eff on FB. It’s all gashist though.
Wife and kids fucked off to the shops today, returning with an xbox play gamebox and a hideous doll but me and the blackdog ranged a bit- right up to the walled garden and all over the shop.