So, exhaustion. Well it was a very busy week work wise but this was partly due to my bosses doing the Tough Mudder on Saturday and I was holding the fort. I can hardly complain about exhaustion when they've done a 12 mile extreme assault course. H has come back with a torn muscle and Paul looks like one of the obstacles involves avoiding a machete wielding lunatic. I have nothing to complain about at all. I still felt the need to get away and recharge though so Monday found me hopping on a train, taking a late breakfast at Grindleford cafe and then getting lost in the hills.
I have mentioned before that I'm a lapsed atheist. It's a throwaway line, designed to be slightly amusing but it was thoroughly put to the test on Monday. Nature is a beautiful thing. The Hope Valley particularly so. As I stood on the moors above Grindleford looking at pure beauty for miles you have to say whoever designed it was having a seriously good day that day. As i gazed out, bathed in sunshine I could see a storm rolling around the hills to my left.
As if this wasn't majestic enough a rainbow appeared to my right.
For a brief moment I did think that maybe there was a God and he'd read my blog. 'Hmmmmm,' thinks God. 'A lapsed atheist. Maybe I can bring him back to the fold,' and proceeded to throw all his weight behind his campaign. Sadly as someone who was dragged, sometimes kicking and screaming, to church throughout my childhood he had his work cut out. I never got religion. I still don't. When tragedy happens to dismiss it as God moving in a mystery way or that he has a plan for us all is frankly insulting. If some mysterious plan involves taking my 28 year old friend, leaving behind a wife and two children, one of whom was only 2 months old at the time then it's not a plan I want any truck with. Common sense prevailed. I just admired nature for what it is. A wonderful, majestic joy to behold. Embrace it, love it. Just don't tell me God knocked it up one Wednesday afternoon after a light lunch.
Admittedly had Helena Bonham-Carter come waltzing through the rainbow at that time, sodden from the storm, God may have won me over.
More T-Fest shenanigans on today's show with organiser Jenni Hall and local talent James Taplin. I've long been an admirer of James and was delighted to get an exclusive play of a live track from his new band Smoking Beagles. Quality stuff indeed. T-Fest is shaping up nicely although I'm gonna miss it. 48ks guitarist Steve gets married that day having had his stag do on Tramlines weekend. Genius!
How many bar staff does it take to change a light bulb? Two it would seem with a screwdriver, a stanley knife and help from a handyman.
You can't write today's date without thinking of the terrible atrocities of 2001. The last two songs on today's playlist are very respectfully dedicated to the 2,996.
Laters
SS
Playlist Wednesday 09/11/13
The Mighty Ship - The Housemartins
Everlong - Foo Fighters
Let's Dance To Joy Division - The Wombats
Rango - Catfish And The Bottlemen
On Trial - The Tricks
A New England - Billy Bragg
Black And White Town - Doves
It Cant Be Me - The 48ks
Spread Your Love - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Giant Tortoise - Pond
Possessed - Vegas
I Only Want To Be With You - The Tourists
You Have Placed A Chill In My Heart - The Eurythmics
Saturn 5 _ Inspiral Carpets
To Be Like - China Rats
The Cutter - Echo And The Bunnymen
Waterfall - The Stone
Sex - The 1975
The Opener - The Courteeners
Someone's Looking At You - The Boomtown Rats
Kennedy - The Wedding Present
Seven Nights, Seven Days - The Fratellis
(You Gotta Walk) Don't Look Back - Peter Tosh
Judas - The Verve
Middle Sea - Yuck
Trees - Pulp
Down In The Tube Station At Midnight - The Jam
JAMES TAPLIN - LIVE
Ain't Nobody's Fault But Mine
Don't Let The Music Stop
Blues Jam In E - Smoking Beagles
Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay - Otis Redding
Victims - Culture Club
Better Than That - Miles Kane
Tonight - Fluidity
I Cant Stand Up For Falling Down - Elvis Costello
Into The Fire - Bruce Springsteen
My City Of Ruins - Bruce Springsteen
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