Thursday 23 December 2010

Christmas Eve eve

So, a few days ago I was discussing with the boyfriend our favourite Christmas (pop) songs. I am frequently telling people that I do not wish it was Christmas every day - he says he just likes the song! Pushed, I couldn't come up with a favourite Christmas song, so I went for a top 5 option. Songs went round and round in my head and on and off the radio and drove me mad in shops.

My top 5 Christmas songs are (this year anyway):




Also shortlisted:
Christmas in Harlem
It's beginning to look at lot like Christmas
Wham! - Last Christmas 

Bored already:
Merry Christmas (War is Over)

What it is that annoys me about Jo Whiley

So....
way back in the 90s, in my impressionable youth, there was an amazing show on Radio 1 called the Evening Session. It's where I learned about music and began to understand that manufactured pop is for people who can't be bothered to really follow bands, understand different genres, search out rare records in basement shops and get bruised and filthy at live gigs. This show was hosted by Steve Lamacq and Jo Whiley. They were my heroes for some years and I listened to the show every night as a teenager while I did my homework.

Now when you hear people on the radio, you don't tend to have a well-formed idea of what they look like. You just sort of make a blurry picture in your head. This was of course in the days before everything was on the web. It was a bit of a surprise to me when Steve Lamacq and Jo Whiley started to pop up on tv programmes. He has, let's say "a good face for radio," whereas Jo turned out to be something of a glamorous blonde. These days she looks a bit like this:
And herein lies the rub. Once Whiley was not only considered a radio DJ, but something of a media personality, she began to be more aware of the power she possessed. I did not immediately dislike her. I remember watching her on one of those late night Channel 4 shows, sounding quite knowledgeable. She was pretty and blonde but wearing a really quite odd jumper and she never seemed able to look at the camera at quite the right angle... I thought she was pretty cool. 

But the Radio 1 DJs of my youth are generally no longer still there. Steve Lamacq, Chris Evans, Colin Murray, Mark Radcliffe and many more have moved to 'older' audiences at Radio 2, 5, 6 and the like.. So why is blimmin Jo Whiley still there? The thing now is, she's trying to be both 'down with the kids' and a 'yummy mummy', but you can't have it both ways. The first I ever heard about facebook was from her talking about joining all the groups... you could tell she was trying to catch onto this Zeitgeist-y thing but she just sounded like my mum trying to talk to my friends... It put me off joining facebook for months because I didn't want to be a tragic wannabe like that. She has live bands on her show every week and it's becoming increasingly awkward to listen to. The thing that most bothers me is that she doesn't talk to celebrities and bands in the polite, slightly distant way that most journalists would; she just talks to everyone like they're a close friend. They can't all be her close friends surely! Then the next minute she's on about her children and I'm young and free (and Northern) enough not to be able to relate to her London upper-middle class lifestyle. 

My advice to Jo? Follow your former colleagues to a radio station that is not aimed principally at 18-25 year olds. Either be a voice of authority on music, or a friend to celebs, or some sort of mumsnet chat hostess... but stop trying to be all of those at once. It's insincere, it's irritating and I've definitely had enough. 

Monday 25 October 2010

Words I simply cannot pronounce

Being a lover of language(s) and a grammar geek does not seem to translate into being able to pronounce out loud certain words. Some of them are because I generally see them written down and so when they come out of my mouth they just don't seem to be right somehow. That's a bit like my mum's story of being the council-estate-kid-who-went-to-grammar-school trying to use words she had come across in her reading and getting made fun of at university. To this day I am therefore careful about how I say 'auspices' so that people would not turn round and say "oss pisses".
 Others I just don't seem to have ever got a handle on... They might sound ok with a different accent but seem hilarious to my friends and pupils when they come out of my mouth. Rather than research the 'correct' pronunciation of these words, I've decided simply to own them instead:
aida (this is the fabric that you sew cross stitch with - it's not said like the old ladies' name Ida, but sounds Eastern and exotic. Whatevs. I'm with the old ladies on this one). 
cherubs (little fat babies from religious art)
buried (my pronunciation is the same as my West Yorkshire family's, and the recent American film of the same name. The rest of the north of England would beg to differ apparently)
I used to say garage as though it were a bit French, but now I say "garridge" although I still don't use it as a verb, that's just weird! 
*edit*: miscellany: just heard Jo Brand say it on TV and that's not how it sounds in my head at all.....
*edit*: quinaoa: some pulse/ grain thing that you probably buy in Waitrose... I have been taught how to say it (as in the Chinese transliteration qi = chi), but I'm not sure it'll stick... 

Seems I'm not alone, however. Pronunciation around the UK is changing....
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-11642588

                    ..... to be continued (when I find the rest of my notes!)......

Plush team giveaway x x x

Cute plush giveaway: extra entries if you blog about it!!
http://www.plushteam.com/2010/10/plush-team-october-giveaway.html

Saturday 2 October 2010

new blog

Google totally locked me out of the old one, so this is me now. More general and want to follow more people with similar hobbies and interests to mine....