Tuesday 20 November 2007
November and finally he has invested
It is indeed November Michael and last night finally saw the great entrepreneur Duncan Bannatyne finally invest on Dragons Den. Regular viewers of the BBC programme will be aware that Duncan last invested in an idea presented on the programme back in the early 1980's and has since seemed to make it his personal mission to be the first Dragon to say he has no interest in the idea or the person in front of him. In some ways I guess he had to go down this route as Peter Jones has already grabbed the mantle of "dragon with the great one line put downs". So it was really dramatic TV to see that he finally invested in someone last night. Now don't worry he has not gone completely mad and and he made sure he went 50:50 with new boy James Caan. James was desperate to invest in something and I think Duncan felt a bit sorry for him. The only problem was they have invested in one of the worst ideas ever to appear on the show(a website to order you takeaway from - you know rather than pick up the phone and actually talk) which was presented by an Aussie who is clearly going to do a runner with the cash leaving his very sweaty and very nervous partner to deal with the two irate dragons. I think Duncan will have the last laugh however. The money he has in front of him on his little table has been there for so long it may no longer be legal tender.
Monday 12 November 2007
IT'S NOVEMBER!!!
I really really need to do this more often. It's not as though television isn't annoying at the moment. Christmas is coming and all the Christmas themed adverts have started. These have always annoyed me and they always will.
It's not just the fact that these godawful Christmas songs that you can't avoid in shops, in pubs, in parties and that, are also being played in my house over pictures of new settees and electrical equipment. It's the fact that the bandwagon-jumping idiots will be getting more royalties for it. If I buy a product from the advertiser, I'm rewarding the artist for writing a Christmas song. When I buy a sofa, I'm effectively going up to Mariah Carey, shaking her by the hand, giving her some money and saying "Have some money for writing All I Want For Xmas Is You".
You see, I'm no fan of Carey. I like rock music, and her soul/hip-hop/rnb type thing she does is everything I despise about music. Yet I do know that of her many works "All I Want For Christmas Is You" (maybe it's called "All I Want for Christmas (Is You)" or something like that) is one of the worst. And yet it keeps getting played and she keeps getting paid because it's a Christmas song.
And that hateful hateful Roy Wood. Even when supposedly Argos make a joke about it, it's still hateful. This ninety year old man getting hauled out every November to mime to a song that would have been forgotten thirty years ago had it not had Christmas in the title and those damned choir singing in the middle of it. Hateful.
At least that McCartney song hasn't been used in an advert that I've seen. I think the bit where the angelic children's choir start singing in "Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time" might be the worst moment in pop music. (What possessed him to write those lyrics and what possessed people to buy it? In what sense is multi-billionaire McCartney describing in intricate detail how he is thoroughly enjoying a traditional Christmas something you want to hear about every November?)
And don't try to say "Eeh, though, that Fairytale of New York is a good song" because it's not. It's as bad as all the rest. I'd do a top ten of my most hated Christmas songs, but it's a television review blog and I've sort of overstepped the remit already.
What I watched on the television last night:
It's not just the fact that these godawful Christmas songs that you can't avoid in shops, in pubs, in parties and that, are also being played in my house over pictures of new settees and electrical equipment. It's the fact that the bandwagon-jumping idiots will be getting more royalties for it. If I buy a product from the advertiser, I'm rewarding the artist for writing a Christmas song. When I buy a sofa, I'm effectively going up to Mariah Carey, shaking her by the hand, giving her some money and saying "Have some money for writing All I Want For Xmas Is You".
You see, I'm no fan of Carey. I like rock music, and her soul/hip-hop/rnb type thing she does is everything I despise about music. Yet I do know that of her many works "All I Want For Christmas Is You" (maybe it's called "All I Want for Christmas (Is You)" or something like that) is one of the worst. And yet it keeps getting played and she keeps getting paid because it's a Christmas song.
And that hateful hateful Roy Wood. Even when supposedly Argos make a joke about it, it's still hateful. This ninety year old man getting hauled out every November to mime to a song that would have been forgotten thirty years ago had it not had Christmas in the title and those damned choir singing in the middle of it. Hateful.
At least that McCartney song hasn't been used in an advert that I've seen. I think the bit where the angelic children's choir start singing in "Simply Having a Wonderful Christmas Time" might be the worst moment in pop music. (What possessed him to write those lyrics and what possessed people to buy it? In what sense is multi-billionaire McCartney describing in intricate detail how he is thoroughly enjoying a traditional Christmas something you want to hear about every November?)
And don't try to say "Eeh, though, that Fairytale of New York is a good song" because it's not. It's as bad as all the rest. I'd do a top ten of my most hated Christmas songs, but it's a television review blog and I've sort of overstepped the remit already.
What I watched on the television last night:
- Top Gear. I hate Clarkson and all he stands for. I still like Top Gear though. I like to see the cars and that.
- Charlie Jade. This is a strange sci-fi type thing on FX. Parallel worlds and that. I think it's a co-production between Canada and South Africa. I sort of like it, as it has that strange unpredictable quality that you get with non-US science fiction (cf Farscape and Lexx), but I think the actual story itself might be really dull. I'm not sure yet. I'm giving it time.
So far I have managed to go through ten and a half months of the year without hearing Noddy Holder shouting "It's Xmas". Please, for the love of God, advertisers and television producers, make this the first year in the last thirty where I can go the whole twelve months.
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