The Next P K Dick Movie

There’s a new movie coming out in a few weeks based on Philip K Dick’s ‘The Golden Man‘, one of his longer short stories. Of course the big question is: is this another Blade Runner, or is it more of a Paycheck?

We’ll have to wait and see whether Next is any good. It has the potential to be interesting, with Nicholas Cage playing a Las Vegas magician who can see the future and hence change it, but it’s definately more ‘based on’ the original story than faithful to it. In the original, the Golden Man was the next stage of human evolution – unable to communicate, but with the ability to see the future and a huge threat to mankind due to his extreme fertility and attractiveness to human females. Oh, and he was gold. Dick wrote a story that discussed the possibility of mankind being replaced by a species better suited to the world, but less intelligent – an animal in human form. The movie takes just one of this mix of ideas and puts together a pre-summer epic involving terrorism plots and lots of running away. So it won’t be considered a ‘Dick’ film by anyone other than the marketing folks who get more attention through using his name, but if you want mindless action I’m sure it’ll be just perfect.

TV on the Radio on the iPod

I was lucky enough to be in the UK when TV on the Radio’s latest album Return to Cookie Mountain came out over there, a good few months before the delayed US launch. As I drove around visiting my family this album was on almost constant play, but for some reason it didn’t grab me as much as the amazing Desperate Youth, Bloodthirsty Babes – with classic tracks such as Ambulance & Dreams.

Well it’s been a good six months or so now since I first heard it and now I have to say that Return to Cookie Mountain is rarely off my iPod now. I’ve never had an album that grows on you as much as this, and it’s not like I started out hating it. Every time I listen I hear different nuances and subtleties. So if you don’t have it go and get it now!! Enough fan speak now.

Chick-Sent-Me-High-ee’s Secret of Happiness

Having raved about the book Flow: the Psychology of Optimal Experience a month or so ago, I was glad to see that author Mikhail Csikszentmihalyi is getting some new press for a study program on happiness. The main take away from the article? Mikhail’s name is pronounced ‘Chick-Sent-Me-High-ee’, although he just tells his students to call him Mike which I’m sure keeps them happy. [From Lifehacker]

Personal Music History

Tonight seems to have turned into a review of some of my personal music history, in the form of rare albums from my childhood.

First up, Jean Michel Jarre. When I was younger Jean-Michel Jarre, the ‘godfather of techno’ and then proud owner of a dash in his name, was one of the regular artists played by my dad as we drove off on family holidays (along with Fleetwood Mac, Elton John and Joan Armatrading – oh and the Imaginations and/or Reflections compilations). Oxygene, Equinoxe and Magnetic Fields formed most of my childhood soundscape and along with the amazing Concerts in China I still listen to them regularly today.

Recently I recalled the ‘lost’ Jarre album, ‘Music for Supermarkets/Musique pour Supermarche‘, a single pressing of an album Jarre created that was sold at auction for a large sum of money. This album, created and sold in 1983, was at the peak of Jarre’s powers, as his later albums never quite seemed as strong as the earlier ones before this time. Of course noone would ever hear this album, except for the unknown person who bought it at the auction. A shame indeed. Or at least it would have been a shame except for the fact that Jarre played the album once and once only on Radio Luxembourg, with the introduction ‘Pirate it!’. Back then this simple cry meant that a few people would whip out their 8-tracks and record the AM broadcast for personal use, nowawdays it means something very different indeed.

So it was with great joy that some web searching turned up this missing album as a low quality mp3. Finally, after almost 25 years, I got to listen to an album I’d never heard, that was never part of my childhood even though it kind of was. And how is it? Wonderful. Even with the hisses and bad quality, the music is from Jarre at the top of his powers. Simple, catchy, organic. Using the analogue ‘digital’ instruments he excelled at, rather than their newer digital replacements. If you didn’t know how old it was you could easily believe it was from a modern band.

Flush with this success I decided to track down a later piece of my musical development. In my mid teens myself and a group of friends got heavily into The Stranglers, creators of the classic track ‘Golden Brown’. As well as good solid rocky songs there was a connection that the bass player had gone to our school, expelled for reason that were the stuff of legend (‘he’d ridden his bike through the corridors!’, ‘he’d hit a teacher!’ and so on – after a gig at Guildford civic hall Burnel said to my friends it was because he’d burnt a pile of school caps on the headmaster’s lawn). This apparent connection meant that all of us were avid Stranglers fanatics, collecting piles of their old vinyl at every opportunity until Hugh Cornwell left the band and they were never quite the same.

I still have my vinyl – a pretty complete collection of UK singles and first pressing albums – but one single I don’t have. In 1980, just before fellow Frenchman Jarre would create Music for Supermarkets, JJ Burnel pulled the release of a single from his upcoming solo career. This single, Girl From the Snow Country, then became one of the rarest singles in the UK as only a few copies had been saved from destruction. With this in mind I just did a quick search, and found that a copy of the single just sold for £580.00. Wow. Not sure I want it that much, but still. Just goes to show that my vinyl might still be worth something (assuming my cat hasn’t gotten too friendly with the pile of plastic).

You gotta love the internet sometimes.

The Skinny on the New Gap Jeans

Proof positive that Williamsburg rents are about to go truely ballistic… Gap has renamed their new range of skinny jeans as ‘Williamsburg’. I’m pretty certain I won’t be getting a pair myself (even though I have been known to whore myself out to Brooklyn Industries on a regular basis) as a) I don’t want to encourage Gap and b) not sure I’d fit into them. Yep, it’s gym time again.

Who knows what the marketing folks at Gap were thinking with this one. Maybe they’re hoping that hipsters will think it’s so ironically un-ironic that it comes back all the way round into irony? Or maybe they’d just drunk to much PBR.

The .Co.Uk is Dead, Long Live the .com!

Well that’s not strictly true, MattHobbs.co.uk will be kept around out of a vague sense of patriotism, but from now on I’m moving fully over to MattHobbs.com for my blogging type antics and other Matt Hobbs related fun. So if any of you, my lovely regular visitors, have linked to me then it would be smashing if you could update those links to my .com address – ta muchly.

Meanwhile we’ve been entertaining ourselves by watching all of Eddie Izzard’s standup videos. In order. Currently up to Definate Article, which is only the second of the six he’s done so far, so a ways to go yet – but it’s great to see all his old stuff again. Go check it out (although if you can watch UK DVDs then go hunt down the 6 DVD box set which is much better value).

Screw It, Let’s Do It – Richard Branson (5/5)

I picked up this offering from the famed entrepreneur owner of the Virgin Group at random and I’m glad I did. The book, written as part of a ‘read a book’ promotion, was designed to be short and easily digestible and it certainly is, however Branson’s mix of life anecdotes and business ‘rules’ is highly enjoyable and uplifting. Every chapter has an example of how Branson has overcome one challenge or another, normally by setting his mind to a goal and going for it while returning a flexible outlook on how these goals are achieved. Screw it, go read it!

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Yep, April Fools Day. A day filled with joy, laughter, bad jokes and Google’s new releases.

This year Google have developed at least two new services to celebrate the festivities; first up from the Google home page you can apply for their new TiSP internet service, a revolutionary service that routes inexpensive broadband to you directly through the sewer system. The genius of this idea is that every house in America, if not the world, already has an access point… your toilet.

Next up we have Google Paper. Found on the home page of Google Mail, this service offers you a free way to get paper backups of all your Gmail. Amazing! But how does Google offer this free, including printing and delivery? Simple. Adverts. Each piece of paper you receive will have a large advert printed on the back. Whatever will they think of next…

Back in the US Of A

Hey y’all – after a whistle stop couple o’ weeks I’m now back in New York. It seems strange to think I’ve only been away two weeks, it feels like ages. First I was up in Montreal, luckily managing to be on one of only two flights that Air Canada ran on a snowy Friday where everything else got cancelled. Then, taking advantage of an incredibly cheap deal, I headed back to England for my nephew’s 4th birthday and Mothering Sunday. Phew!

The trip was a great success (other than than the throat infection I now seem to be suffering from). I managed to surprise mum & nan quite successfully by turning up behind them when they came over to visit Nathanael for his birthday – much surprised staring ensued. All the nephews and nieces enjoyed the piles of toys that I’d lugged across the world for them, all the older folk were glad to see me and it was just nice to be back in England again and to see everyone.

Now I’m back and, amazingly, my guitar amp and Strat survived the trip here without damage – or at least my Strat is behaving to its usual crap level so time for a service there methinks. I’m also still feeling mildly confused by this 4 hour time difference between the US and the UK… bloomin’ government changing the daylight savings date.

Pedulatory Changes

Over the past few years New Yorkers have seen a rapid increase in the numbers of pedicabs scooting around the streets, especially around Central Park and midtown. What once used to be the province of small, individual enterprises became more corporate and advanced. The old guard, of which my friend Paula is one, have been increasingly pushed out by the more aggressive tactics undertaken by a new wave of people driven by making a quick buck rather than the enjoyment of being on the street and seeing it all happen in front of you.

Well now it’s gotten to a stage where New York will regulate pedicabs, requiring licences and laying out plans to limit the total number of pedicabs to only 325. This compares poorly to the 13,087 licenced yellow cabs currently in the city. Most of whom are busy chatting to their friends on their cellphones and trying to run over pedestrians by not paying attention. Bless.