Follow the Yellow

summer tunes to listen to

… a quick selection of some of the tunes I’ve been listening to of late. Check out my retro pink tape player!



I’m quite impressed that I managed this all by myself.

Truly, the internet is a magical thing.

Making this just now reminded me of when I was writing a certain novel which has since been banished to my bottom drawer. At the time, I put together a whole playlist to get me in the right mood, and some of the songs even ended up working their way into the story itself, seeming to just appear, as if by themselves, at critical moments in the narrative. There’s something so sad about a lost novel: I’ve been thinking about it a bit lately and wondering if its worth re-writing and resuscitating. It’s hard to know when to have another go and when to just say goodbye.

Actually, I seem to remember that one of the songs on that playlist was ‘Return to Oz’ by the Scissor Sisters, which I couldn’t help including here – it just seems so very appropriate given the title of this blog. Though you may be glad to hear that I did manage to refrain from including any Elton John.

NB// There is a pause button on the front of the cassette thing if you’re sick of it and want it to shut up.

I want…

I think you have probably guessed by now that I am something of a fan of ‘The Wizard of Oz’.

Red shoes in general are good, but ruby slippers are excellent.

So obviously, I really want to see this new production of ‘The Wizard of Oz’ at the Royal Festival Hall this summer. But what I really, really want is this fabulous limited edition Ruby Slippers necklace from Tatty Devine which accompanies the production.

I actually may have to buy one. And then go and see the show wearing it, of course…

i’m back

I am back from my holiday now.

I like holidays.

Tomorrow I have to go to work. I like my job, but what I think I would really like is a job doing this.

I think I would be very good at it.

ooh – project!

Just to clarify, I think I ought to briefly explain exactly what I mean by “ooh – project!”, for those who are not so intimately familiar with the 1995 Amy Heckerling tour-de-force that is Clueless. Sadly, it is a truth universally acknowledged that not all are as appreciative of the 1990s teen movie oeuvre as I, and so for the benefit of the unenlightened, “ooh, project!” is an exclamation one might make when confronted with a new and exciting task, such as transforming a high-school no-hoper into a fully manicured, coiffured, knee-sock-flaunting, plaid-miniskirt-wearing hottie, or indeed getting stuck into any particularly appealing new scheme, in this case trying to suss out exactly what the whole crazy world of blogging is about (see below).

I would love to say here that in future this blog will be referencing more highbrow, intellectual sources, perhaps some Adorno or Derrida, a little Nietzsche, maybe Foucault, Baudrillard? (But not Lacan. Definitely never Lacan.) However in spite of all my academic credentials the truth is I’m much more likely to return to Clueless. It is after all, possibly the most quotable film ever made: for any given situation, I promise you there is an appropriate Clueless quotation to fit it. And at the end of the day, shocking though it may be, I can’t help suspecting that when it comes to a stand off between Of Grammatology and Clueless, I suspect that Clueless is just a teensy bit more fun. Of course, it’s also “way existential”… like, everyone knows that.