Just a quick post to explain the new design. I am currently working on a full two hour+ acoustic guitar set with a view to being able to take it to the local pubs, clubs and to generally make use of my one other talent I have in life. It will serve as a place to advertise any upcoming gigs both for my solo covers set and for Stuffed Olive, the covers band I am in. To be considered a work-in-progress, but will hopefully include links to youtube videos of my work both in covers and original music, along with band downloads, pics etc.etc.
It’s gonna rock!! :O)
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Music has always been a massive part of my every day life, so it is no surprise to learn that I have in excess of 1000 CDs packed up in boxes and never played. Since the MP3 revolution, the only place I actually play CDs is in the car, and let’s be fair my 10 minute drive to the station hardly does Pink Floyd’s “The Wall” justice, with the only other journey I do regularly being the half hour trek to Rawreth for band practice. Our house isn’t small, but it’s also not large enough to have the luxury of plush CD cabinets containing all of my collection for everyone to see (read: family who wouldn’t even give it a second glance!). Believe me, the horder and collector side of me inherited from my father would delight in having such an extravegance!
So I’m left with the altogether depressing prospect of selling them on. I have thought about putting all the boxes up in the loft, but that’s really not the nicest environment to be storing delicate CDs in. So, that leaves me online auctions, boot sales or finding somewhere that will buy the job lot. Online auctions is a fairly thankless task when dealing with music CDs, the only successes I’ve really had in the past being doing bulk offers, eg 5 CDs by the same artist in one auction. Individual auctions for each CD despite the wonders of Turbo Lister is still a frightfully tedious task, and then you have to cope with the crushing disappointment that they didn’t sell, and ironically greater disappointment when they do because you’ve then got to package the bloody things up and haul your ass to the nearest stupidly long queue in the post office!
Boot sales are all well and good but my experience of them in the past is such that everyone expects a bargain, so if you begin the day gleefully selling each CD for 50p, you will always get some jerk come along that scoffs at that price and asks if you’ll sell for 20p! I speak from bitter experience. One gets possessive about what you’re trying to sell, as not only do you know the original value of the thing, but it has also gathered personal value, making the whole 20p offer double the insult! I also detest waking up early on weekends, I do that all week - weekends are sacred! Then you get the random weather, the eejits who come to your car boot first thing in the morning like flocks of vultures seeing if they can rob you blind and then the feeling that you have actually wasted half a day of your weekend. Humph!
So, it looks like I need to sell the job lot to a company/business/individual who buys second hand media. Anyone reading this blog (haha, a laugh in itself!) that knows of such a place, please do comment here or get in touch, I have no qualms in travelling to achieve the end result so long as the entire collection ends up in good hands, and I get a nice bit of bunce for it. :O)
My iPhone road has been rocky to say the least, kind of affirming my belief that all things Apple = satanic, but hey, no device out there is as cool and until such a competitive device exists I will persevere. I am now on my third unit, with my first developing a mysterious and completely unexplainable dead zone in the middle of the screen (read: slight case of dropping down the stairs). Okay, so my first replacement was strictly speaking my own fault! Uhm, okay. Now my second unit suffered from a case of people not being able to call me with it either going straight through to voicemail or saying my number is unobtainable. I’m thinking I must be in an O2 black spot, but colleagues also with iPhones aren’t experiencing this at all.
Sure enough after much entering of random codes at O2’s advice, I resort to plugging my sim into my old Motorola (ahhh, you may be less in function but boy do you just work!). Sure enough, an hour goes by and I’m still able to dial my number with no issue. Swapped back into my iPhone and immediately I am unable to dial my number. Faulty iPhone? Perhaps. Faulty sim? Again, perhaps. I booked an appointment with the Apple centre in Regent Street and after much uhming and utterances of ‘ well I can’t see much wrong with your unit’, the kind gentleman agrees to swap it out.
So far people are able to contact me, but I am not in our head office today, so proof will be tomorrow when I am back in London. However, after a full charge last night, the battery was dead this morning. I am putting this down to being a one-off as I simply can’t bear the thought of another trudge to Regent Street!!! Modern technology eh?
After the big hosting foo of the bar earlier in the year, my site and pretty much most of its feeble contents were lost in time, like tears in the rain… Time to………. Ahem, anyway, I’ve decided to adopt a Word Press blogging system having seen it in action and being impressed at its simplicity. Whether or not this site will contain anything of interest to any man or woman remains to be seen, I hazard a guess not. :O)