Pretending Life Is Like A Song

Scott’s Diary 27th January 1912 – “A long way to go”

Adam — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 13:21:24 +0000

27th January 1912 mp3

A Camp

Adam — Fri, 27 Jan 2012 01:18:22 +0000

Something soothing for the late hours – A Camp, solo side-project of Nina Persson, astonishingly not acquired from Kippers, not sure where I found these. I like them very much, especially the first one at the moment although these things come and go.

A Camp – Song for the Leftovers mp3
A Camp – Love Has Left The Room mp3

Scott’s Diary – 26th January 1912 “We must have fewer delays”

Adam — Thu, 26 Jan 2012 11:56:21 +0000

26th January 1912 mp3

Little by Little

Adam — Thu, 26 Jan 2012 11:11:14 +0000

I played this on here last year when I found it unexpectedly on one of the ‘pooters in my classroom. I didn’t realise at the time, but really should have done, that as well as the offical video there is a seperate Garth Jennings/Adam Buxton video which is bloody great. Here ’tis.

Scott’s Diary – 25th January 1912 “It’s time we cleared off this plateau”

Adam — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 14:16:48 +0000

25th January 1912 mp3

Well I Wonder

Adam — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 00:45:50 +0000

A repost – well, a remembering and rewriting – of something long gone a long time ago – I wrote this originally for Fun and Heartbreak about four years ago (possibly exactly four years ago – it’s the right kind of time) – but I deleted everything I wrote there when everything went kaboom. (Deleting your posts from a communal blog is not a proper thing to do. Sorry. Couldn’t be helped.)

Her name was Jenny. I’d met her on the second night at University (I’d spent the first night passed out after not eating all day and drinking all early-evening) and we’d talked all evening, and I was all crushed up and eager, and then I didn’t seen her around at all and then when I did I went all shy boy and didn’t know where to look or how to say hi, and then there was that thing with the Mighty Lemon Drops, and now it’s nearly christmas, and we’re having a party in my residence block, and she’s turned up with her friends just as I’m playing music.

I’ve drunk a bottle of wine and a good bit of a second one and I’m in that ‘you know what you’re going to do but you can’t stop yourself’ place, so rather than say hello, or smile, I stay where I am looking all serious and earnest and I play this…

The Smiths – Well I Wonder mp3

… and she comes straight over to talk to me, and we’re both a bit smiley and red cheeked but it’s a happy little conversation about not much and we stay talking for longer…

… and from that we become, well, nodding acquaintances, passing ‘hellos’ and happy to sit next to each other on the bus if that’s what turns up. And one evening we sat up most of the night in the kitchen drinking a cheap bottle of brand and sharing the lowdown about everything in the world. And then we were back to hello again, and that was that.

Scott’s Diary – “Things beginning to look a little serious”

Adam — Tue, 24 Jan 2012 08:13:17 +0000

24th January 1912 mp3

Codes and Keys

Adam — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 23:26:05 +0000

I’ve failed to plug the Contrast Podcast Festive 50, which is out there in parts one two and three for your pleasure. I struggled more than ever to name a single song from last year (an exaggeration but not a very big one) and my very favourite things (Tiny Birds, Alex Turner) didn’t make the cut but I was very happy to introduce this song, here in a solo live version rather than the band’s studio version.

Ben Gibbard – Codes and Keys (live) mp3

Scott’s Diary “The weather seems to be breaking up”

Adam — Mon, 23 Jan 2012 13:31:30 +0000

23rd January 1912 mp3

Raised To A Harder Thing Than Triumph

Adam — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 08:43:04 +0000

When I was at primary school, ten and eleven years old, my teacher read to us at the end of every day. It doesn’t seem to happen quite as much now – it’s there as a once a week thing instead in my experience. I had the same teacher for my last two years of primary school, and he didn’t read us anything any of us had ever heard of before, or anything we might have read – he didn’t read us whatever the late 70s equivalent of Harry Potter was. He read us the journals of Captain Robert Falcon Scott, ten or fifteen minutes a day for two years. We didn’t know the whole story – we didn’t know how it was going to end. He certainly didn’t mention to us that the book was actually called ‘Scott’s Last Journal’.

Scott and his companions were on their way back from the South Pole towards their camp one hundred years ago. The final section of his journals starts around now and I thought I’d read for you, a day at a time a hundred years on. I’m just a little late starting so I’ll catch up here…

The story so far…

Captain Scott and his men got to the Pole to find that Amundson and his Norwegian team had already been and gone. They have to retrace their route across the continent, to the cairns and depots they’ve left on the way, to get back to their ship, the Terra Nova, and so away to England. They have been marching back from the Pole for about three weeks already.

19th January 1912 mp3
20th January 1912 mp3
21st January 1912 mp3
22nd January 1912 mp3