A few unconnected things this week:
I quit Facebook, so I haven't been splurging an endless torrent of random guff on to the internet with all the quality control of a cow's rear end. It's been good. I kind of miss FB, but the only thing I can put my finger on is the ease of contacting people, and the organising of events, so I don't know whether that's really a price worth paying for all the hours (literally) that I spent on there.
Beech Road Festival was great, we (Electromotive) played a decent set, although it was a bit earlier in the afternoon that we had hoped. The only other gig we have lined up at the moment is Wizzafest, so hopefully we will get some new songs written in time to do some autumnal showmanry.
I went to see John Butler Trio last Thursday. It was pretty good - for what my mate described as 'Kings of Leon honky wigga rock'. If you want to know what I thought, my review is here.
Finally, what the hell is with Star Trek since they re-invented it in the '80s? I just realised, when watching the beginning of Star Trek Generations that there are practically no 'normal' black or women characters in the series(es). Not a great legacy for the show whose original was highly praised for its inclusion of Uhura, and broke controversial ground by featuring the first televised inter-racial kiss.
Most black men since 1994's The Next Generation have been aliens, usually with weird make up. Geordi wears a weird visor that makes him look like some designer's wet dream of the sunglasses of the future - the only exception being the Sisko family in Deep Space 9. There are few 'normal' women either - Tasha Yar, Dr Crusher and Captain Janeway are the exceptions here, but again, the series didn't seem to be able to include many women without giving them psychic powers or funny make-up although the same certainly doesn't apply to white men. That's pretty screwed-up, right there - especially for the utopian, enlightened society or the 24th century :D
