Does that banner say *Lording* ??
Why is he lording it over us?
The japanese sybols read:
Oaf orf hux say-k.
Which briefly means 'Why don't you switch off your computer and do something which will amuse ya.'
Has anyone else seen that Quality Street ad with the woman who looks like Ross Noble?
>Has anyone else seen that Quality Street ad with the woman who looks like Ross Noble?
No.
>>Has anyone else seen that Quality Street ad with the woman who looks like Ross Noble?
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>No.
I didn't dream it. It's real, I swear it!
>>>Has anyone else seen that Quality Street ad with the woman who looks like Ross Noble?
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>I didn't dream it. It's real, I swear it!
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But how do you know you didn't dream it?
Because the image of Ross Noble could wake the dead.
He's a very dull and vain man.
I can't be bothered digging up the "Who do we hate?" strand, but it strikes me that RN is someone that people don't have much time for round here. I've never seen him, live or on TV, so I don't know.
I think we don't like Marcus Brigstocke either, who I've also never seen. A friend of mine who's a journalist once vehemently slagged of his 'History' TV show, saying he was an obvious rip-off of Roy Mallard and Alan Partridge and some other comic character, and not very good at any of the 3, but I don't know.
MB: Christ, but that "A-Z of Music" is awful. He's just listing bands!!! That's it! I can't believe this shite got made. I've never seen him in anything else, and judging by this I don't want to. Someone with a bit of wit and a passion for music could've done wonders with that format. Brigstock has neither.
Did anyone watch "All Back to Mine"? Who was the presenter? He was truly awful, loved the sound of his own voice, kept interupting the guests just as they were beginning interesting and revealing anecdotes. I mean, how dare he interupt Moby!? That's another programme that could be a million times better with a different presenter...
>Did anyone watch "All Back to Mine"? Who was the presenter?
The dreadful Sean Rowley, who bangs on about Northern Soul (basically the soul equivalent of indie snobs who own things that sold three copies and are proud of it). He also still thinks that Paul Weller is spokesman for a generation (Rick Buckler is more of a contender - at least he never turned into Eric bloody Clapton like Weller has.).
>He was truly awful, loved the sound of his own voice, kept interupting the guests just as they were beginning interesting and revealing anecdotes. I mean, how dare he interupt Moby!? That's another programme that could be a million times better with a different presenter...
He sits in whenever the equally annoying style journalist and ex-boyfriend of Sade, Robert Elms, is on holiday from his morning show on London Live.
As a Northern Soul fan, I have to say that I hate the reverence that accompanies it at every turn. As Justin rightly points out, the rarity is often valued over the actual quality of the music, and unbelievable rubbish (particularly odious examples include a 'Motown' version of the already loathesome prog rock standard 'In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida', and that bloody 3-6-9 the goose drank wine thing).
Many of the tracks are fantastic, but a lot are terrible, and I wish people would wake up to that fact.
I should stress that I do like *some* Northern Soul records, though!
So do I... I just hate a lot of them too!
Ah, we're on the same side, TJ! As usual! ;0)
Only reason I said I liked some NS records is that I didn't mention it in my original posting, and while impressed and relieved that you didn't question it, TJ, I felt I needed to nail my colours before anyone else questioned it.
Bottom line is: Earnest music fans (Rowley is another one, and Elms yet another) need to be challenged. Enough Radiohead fans! Tell us a joke. Or something.
btw Trivia you don't want to know: rumour has it that Elms is the subject of Your Love Is King by Sade.
*shudders* Used to quite like that as well.
"He also still thinks that Paul Weller is spokesman for a generation"
Who's the spokesman/woman for OUR generation (born 1970-4)?
Herb Edelmann, Big John from TV's "Big John Little John"
My two cents worth: I like Ross Noble and have never found him to be vain or arrogant, but rather a pleasant and young man who tickles my funnybone with his meandering comic stylings. Jon, go see him weave a bit of live magic, I think his nonsense would amuse you.
Robert Elms' novel (title unimportant), published at the height of his late-80s fame, got some of the worst reviews ever. I think it was The Guardian that commented "Elms appears not to know how to write a novel, or rather, he appears not to know how to write..." Perhaps "Ambition" by Julie Burchill got some worse reviews, but it did at least get 1 good-ish review (in the Mail On Sunday, who were her then employers, funnily enough) whereas Elms' work didn't get any.
I once saw a copy in a public library. The jacket biog. said that he'd gone to LSE, but from an early age he'd been involved with the London club scene, which was the more important part of his education, or some crap like that. Opening at random, I alighted on a passage in which one phoney was telling another, in the environs of a fashionable London club or pub, about how he'd had a fight with someone. The listening phoney didn't believe the story, but - in a piece of interior monologue - he considered it bad form to question it: "never challenge another man's fighting stories, a rule he'd learned young".
That's all I read, but it stayed with me all these years, like a dose of malaria, so I just thought I'd seize the chance to spread the contagion to others previously more fortunate than myself. Thanks.
What's a coco-shunter?
"I thought it was brilliant."
Rusty Egan of Visage, The Observer
"It's got words in it, and I counted how many times he writes the word jazz. At least ten times."
Steve Strange of Visage, The People's Friend
"Good to see he cut this story very lengthily indeed! Good on you, mate!"
Gary Kemp, i-d (probably)
"Read my new book instead."
Tony Parsons, The Times
"No, mine!"
Julie Burchill, The Mail On Sunday
"Be off with you, you twerp."
Sade, The Spectator
Yes, Elms is a godawful music-analist and a terrible self-parody, but I like the fact that the world still has place for a radio show that spends hours and hours talking about trams.
Maybe I'm just crap.
>My two cents worth: I like Ross Noble and have never found him to be vain or arrogant, but rather a pleasant and young man who tickles my funnybone with his meandering comic stylings. Jon, go see him weave a bit of live magic, I think his nonsense would amuse you.
His comedy is sub-Izzard drivel, combining it with an overwrought Northern accent to meagre effect. If he is the future of British comedy then I hope he meets an early death, ideally with some under-age groupie rotting on the end of his cock.
In real life, when communicating with *people* rather than an audience, he is a vain and arrogant cunt.
Sorry I didn't clarify this earlier.
>Yes, Elms is a godawful music-analist and a terrible self-parody, but I like the fact that the world still has place for a radio show that spends hours and hours talking about trams.
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>Maybe I'm just crap.
To be fair, I listen most days too! The fact that there are slots on Elms's show for books, linguistics, architecture and history suggest that London Live hasn't entirely dropped all the good stuff from GLR (LIsa I'Anson does the afternoon show - need I say more?). I just find Elms infurating when he gets on to the subject of music and pop culture - he always thinks he's so clever...
btw ON the subject of London Live, where the hell has Peter Curran got to? I miss his disparate musical taste and ability to subtly take the piss out of pretentious, po-faced guests. Someone told me he was on BBC Knowledge or something. Anyone?
None of this has anything to do with Ross Noble. Sorry.