Look Around You!

Look around you. Look around you. Just look around you.

Have you worked out what it is you're looking for? Yes, that's correct. Because, if you're anything like me, you're at your wit's end trying to figure out exactly how the pop record charting system is compiled. It seems to be a quite complicated process; much too complicated for the likes of you and I, and our simple brains.

Luckily for us, the clever folks at Look Around You, quite possibly one of the most ingenious comedies on the telly today, were on the case - and have put out this Special Report that documents, in fastidious detail, the inner workings of the Royal Pop and Rock Association (or ROPRA) and how, after the Post Office Tower fiasco of last year, they've fixed the problem with the pneumatic tubes.

I'll let Sir Alan Rees do the talking here. Enjoy.

Look Around You!

Look around you. Look around you! Sorry, didn't mean to extend the histrionics. But. Look around you. Do you know what you're looking for?

If you're at all like me, you might be saying something like, Uh - gee, Thomas; where's the Gary Numan or Depeche Mode or Kajagoogoo? And that would, my friends, be a very good question. (On the QT: a small essay on a-ha's "Take On Me" is in the works, and will be followed up by "The Sun Always Shines On TV." Heads up!)

But we here at SDUFTL do quite like the British comedies as of late, and the new(ish) series Look Around You is our new favorite. Remember the scientific films you had to endur during your chemistry, life sciences, social studies, and *gasp* sex ed classes? These kindly gentlemen, Robert Popper and Peter Serafinowicz are here to remind you that they were just as creepy, boring, and stultifyingly awful as you remember!

Season #1 was just made available here in the US; maybe you'd like to buy it. But don't take my word for it - I'm sure you've always wished to know the finer points about, say, SULPHUR. In the following video, we learn a few things:

1. Its magnetic qualities.
2. What happens if you mix it with Champagne.
3. I'M COUNTING THE FUCKING MATCHES!

So there you go. Enjoy. Write the results down in your copy book.

Late on the Monty Python Monday!

I apologize profusely for having forgotten Monty Python Monday! Can you guys ever forgive me? For some strange reason I feel that I've dropped the baton and have lost the comedy, per se, that might have, for you, kept all the sad and lonely music I've been discussing somehow afloat!

Just kidding, guys. It's all good here. Just as I'm going to keep you all up to date on what's good and interesting in the world of synth-pop and electronica, I'm going to try to make you kids laugh, as well. I'm going to ease down on the Monty Python, and focus a little bit more on the Mighty Boosh! I've nothing for an introduction, except that there is Howard, and there is Vince. Vince likes Gary Numan (which automatically makes it suitable for my blog!), but for now they're pondering the expansive wastes of the ... tundra!!!

Enjoy!