Money, Money, Money / Must Be Funny

I was left with this feeling that we are all still borrowing money we don’t have to spend on stuff we don’t need – we are still dancing on the deck of the Titanic

As voice-command purchasing is enabled as default on the Echo devices, some viewers’ Alexa units interpreteded Patton’s words as a command, resulting in a series of additional dollhouse dispatches

These two quotes are taken from the new issue of Delayed Gratification, a magazine which again I’d recommend. The first is from Laura Greenfield, a photo journalist, “who has spent 25 years documenting dept, the growth of consumerism and the rise, fall and rise again of the super-rich”; the second from a regular feature in DG, The butterfly effect, which in this issue shows how a derailed banking career in C19 Vienna led to the mass online ordering of dollhouses in January 2017.

Feature followed article and I felt the two quotes, by accident or design, highlighted and complimented each other nicely.

Going For A Song: ‘7 heure du matin’

 

Jacqueline Taib – 7 heure du matin

July is the month of the Tour de France. It’s being shown on ITV4. They closed the highlights of Stage 13 with this song, which was perhaps a nod to the winner of that stage, Warren Barguil, and to the winner of stage 12, Barguil’s fellow Frenchman, Romain Bardet.

When I first heard it I assumed it was a cover of The Who’s ‘My Generation’, but I was mistaken in that assumption.

Jon Underwood and Death Cafe

On Sunday 25 June Jon Underwood, founder of Death Cafe, tragically died aged 44. On Wednesday last week Louise Winter, who I had met through the Death Cafes she organised in London, sent me an email asking if I would help carry Jon’s coffin on Thursday morning. The funeral, for family and close friends, was to be held later that day, but the idea was to have people who were involved in various sides of Jon’s life carry in the coffin in the morning. I would be there as a supporter of Death Cafe. I was a little taken aback about being asked, lots of thoughts and emotions went through my mind, but I trust Louise and wrote back, of course. And so early Thursday morning I helped to carry Jon’s coffin into the Jamyang Buddhist Centre in Lambeth.

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Going For A Song: ‘Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie’

Joanna Newsom and the Ys Street Band – Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie

I’ve never really managed to properly listen to any of Joanna Newsom’s albums for some reason. But the EP, Joanna Newsom and the Ys Street Band, I love. ‘Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie’ is probably my favourite song on it.

Disqualified and Withdrawn

Two of my favourite riders in the Tour de France out in one go:

World champion Peter Sagan has left the Tour de France after being disqualified for causing the crash which ended Mark Cavendish’s race

Gutted. Can’t believe Sagan elbowed on purpose or with malice; just seemed like an automatic reaction.

Oh well.