The Voice of London Episode X
Apologies to everyone who received the link to that video that didn't work. When we did it there was only the option to send it to two addresses so I figured I'd send it to myself then forward it to everyone else. It all ended up being redundant because it didn't work for me either (I sent it before trying to watch it). Don't worry, though, you're really not missing anything. The video is just Danny and I standing there wondering what we should do on this video we're sending.
I have some updates and corrections to make in this Voice. The first one is rather important. It seems I was unintentionally misinformed (and thus misinformed all of you) as to my postal code. It turns out that the correct postal code is not WC1X 9HL, it is WC1X 9JX. Hopefully no one has mailed me anything using the former. If you have, it shouldn't matter too much as long as you have the street address and the WC1X part correct. The last three characters of the postal code basically specifies the building, while the first four gives the general region (in this case the King's Cross area of Camden). The second update is regarding the movie Red Road. I recently learned that the premise behind its creation is called the Advance Party project. There's a Wikipedia entry on it for anyone wanting to see the rules governing the three films' creation or learn any more about it.
In other news, I'm headed to Glasgow this weekend (coincidentally the setting of Red Road for those that didn't remember). I'll be there for four days. Initially I was only planning on being there for a day or two; long enough to go to the Tool concert, wander the city a bit, then go home. When I was booking my flight, however, it turned out to be cheaper to arrive on Saturday and return on Tuesday evening, so I decided to do that. If anyone knows of any attractions they can recommend I would welcome the suggestion.
I recently received an email from Jerome with pictures of grocery store prices in Baker Lake, Nunavut. While it's not quite as bad, I am growing increasingly disgusted with the price of living here in London. I miss being about to buy a kilogram bag of taco chips and a jug of salsa for the cost of a 200 gram bag and a small jar of salsa here. I miss being able to rent an apartment as big as the one I have now, but without the half dozen other people living there, for the same amount of money. I miss going to the movies for eight bucks instead of eight pounds. I also miss being able to go to a bar without coming home reeking of cigarette smoke. Of course, that's scheduled to change next summer, but it irritates me now. Nevertheless, I'm determined to ride out the winter here: snow is something I don't miss. And with Christmas gifts and charity I might even be able to do it without having to get a job. I could get used to rice and beans every day.
That's more or less all I have to say this week. This is probably the shortest Voice of London I've written so far, but I'm just saving up for something really ambitious. After making my list of 100 favourite albums I thought about doing a list of my favourite songs. I'm about half way through compiling the initial list that I will edit down to a manageable number, say 300 or so. Maybe it's not so much ambitious as ridiculous and stupid, but I started and I can't bring myself not to finish it. I sure as hell won't be commenting on every song on the list though. And I probably won't be able to organize it into any kind of meaningful order. It'll probably be more like my 25 favourite songs and ten times as many runners up in no particular order. Anyways, look forward to that. I'll tell you all about Scotland next week. Until then.
Parenthetically yours,
Matthew Hawkins
I have some updates and corrections to make in this Voice. The first one is rather important. It seems I was unintentionally misinformed (and thus misinformed all of you) as to my postal code. It turns out that the correct postal code is not WC1X 9HL, it is WC1X 9JX. Hopefully no one has mailed me anything using the former. If you have, it shouldn't matter too much as long as you have the street address and the WC1X part correct. The last three characters of the postal code basically specifies the building, while the first four gives the general region (in this case the King's Cross area of Camden). The second update is regarding the movie Red Road. I recently learned that the premise behind its creation is called the Advance Party project. There's a Wikipedia entry on it for anyone wanting to see the rules governing the three films' creation or learn any more about it.
In other news, I'm headed to Glasgow this weekend (coincidentally the setting of Red Road for those that didn't remember). I'll be there for four days. Initially I was only planning on being there for a day or two; long enough to go to the Tool concert, wander the city a bit, then go home. When I was booking my flight, however, it turned out to be cheaper to arrive on Saturday and return on Tuesday evening, so I decided to do that. If anyone knows of any attractions they can recommend I would welcome the suggestion.
I recently received an email from Jerome with pictures of grocery store prices in Baker Lake, Nunavut. While it's not quite as bad, I am growing increasingly disgusted with the price of living here in London. I miss being about to buy a kilogram bag of taco chips and a jug of salsa for the cost of a 200 gram bag and a small jar of salsa here. I miss being able to rent an apartment as big as the one I have now, but without the half dozen other people living there, for the same amount of money. I miss going to the movies for eight bucks instead of eight pounds. I also miss being able to go to a bar without coming home reeking of cigarette smoke. Of course, that's scheduled to change next summer, but it irritates me now. Nevertheless, I'm determined to ride out the winter here: snow is something I don't miss. And with Christmas gifts and charity I might even be able to do it without having to get a job. I could get used to rice and beans every day.
That's more or less all I have to say this week. This is probably the shortest Voice of London I've written so far, but I'm just saving up for something really ambitious. After making my list of 100 favourite albums I thought about doing a list of my favourite songs. I'm about half way through compiling the initial list that I will edit down to a manageable number, say 300 or so. Maybe it's not so much ambitious as ridiculous and stupid, but I started and I can't bring myself not to finish it. I sure as hell won't be commenting on every song on the list though. And I probably won't be able to organize it into any kind of meaningful order. It'll probably be more like my 25 favourite songs and ten times as many runners up in no particular order. Anyways, look forward to that. I'll tell you all about Scotland next week. Until then.
Parenthetically yours,
Matthew Hawkins
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