I believe that people have internal ages, which don’t really change:
I’ve been something of an old man ever since my mother died. But my
father is an eternal teenager. And yet, my father is seventy now, and
every new thing I learn about him makes me that much more painfully
aware of how much I don’t know, and won’t ever learn about him. That
not only do most of us never, truly, know ourselves - but that neither
do we really learn about the ones we’re closest to.

(quote from this ace moistworks post)

It’s been a bit of rollercoaster week for me-one way or another-and, being of a mature disposition, my mind naturally turns quickly to escapism. Few things are better at putting a little distance between me and my daily funk than a good (or even not so good) movie. This weekend the stars have aligned and I have a potential all-winner triple bill of transformers, grindhouse and sunshine. It’s that classic scifi/retro-trash/fighting robot sweet spot.

Happy days indeed.

Sunshine looks to be my friday night selection-a bit of moody, thought provoking sci-fi (how often can you put that together in a sentence) from one of my favourite writer/director partnerships. The wonderful scifi gospel has a review of it here.(which I’m going to wait till I’ve watched it to read)

Lack of sunshine is the big concern for those heading down to Lovebox this weekend. Teacakes is there and a few other mates are playing on different stages. Personally I’m a little ambivalent (or boring, depending on you’re point of view) and (being at all times selfless) wonder if it’s all going to be just a muddy reminder of how far sly stone is from former glories.

That said if you’re going have a good one and if you’re not play this real loud, put on a pair wellies then get your dad to sing a couple of sly stone tracks , karaoke-style and it’ll be the next best thing.

(happy weekend!!)

Davy DMX-One for the Treble