Thursday, 28 July 2022
Babyliography LII
Sunday, 24 July 2022
Ranking the Led Zeppelin albums
I came to Led Zeppelin too late and wizened for the legendary band to have much personal significance, or even to remember that listening to them is an option most of the time, however much I enjoyed it. Their discography is even more concise than The Who's, but I was similarly indifferent about reaching the end or even wading out much beyond the ones I really liked.
This is no passionate affair, but should prove to be a long, neglectful relationship. It's The Top 8 Led Zeppelin Albums!
Wednesday, 20 July 2022
Alrightreads: TV X
Saturday, 16 July 2022
Alrightgames: Pop and Hop
Pop and Hop
1965 (2016 version) / Board game / 2-4 players / USA***
Cheap and nasty Frustration that was nevertheless nostalgically irresistible at charity shop prices. Flimsy pieces and a borderline unplayable board (that doesn't even match the design on the box) are technically drawbacks, but they add to the annoying spirit.
I was surprised that we managed one go around with the toddler, all four would be pushing it. I skipped popping a 6 to start, since I wanted to at least play the thing before it became weaponised.
Tuesday, 12 July 2022
Babyliography LI
Saturday, 9 July 2022
Ranking the Symphony X albums
My first dedicated voyage into progressive metal (I didn't really know what to make of Opeth), Symphony X impressed me with approachable neoclassical flourishes, double-digit, multi-part songs and pompous mythology storytime that was right up my street, but a fairly limited range meant they wouldn't have the staying power of a Dream Theater.
Nostalgic as hades though. Here are my The Top IX Symphony X Opi.
Wednesday, 6 July 2022
Babyliography L
Sunday, 3 July 2022
Dodecahedron of Doom
12 "stories" x 12 words
'No! Don't look into its eyes!' Mr Vernon implored the year fives.
'Are you Lazarus Rook, the occult detective?' the bloody cleric gasped.
'No.'
'You're too late!' Stevens cackled over Judy's exsanguinated husk.
'Never mind then.'
Once upon a time, they lived happily ever after, until he exploded.
Fear gripped her, as did the rubber glove without a hand inside.
Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated; there were only two hellhounds.
He briefly reflected on the irony that he was now literally heartless.
'This is the mask,' the child demonstrated. 'See? My face goes here.'
'I said we should have made air holes,' the eyeless clown lamented.
On the bright side, you don't have to worry about headaches now.
'Abortion toasties again?' Jimmy grumbled.
'It's dark. Get it down,' Dad blubbed.
'Remember,' the professor unnecessarily reminded his protégé, 'we can't waste–'
'Too late.'