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cactusspatz · 1 year

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February recs

Fandoms are all over the place this month since I finished my Yuletide trawl, so lots of small fandoms + Star Trek + Star Wars, sorted into thematic clusters for your reading pleasure.

ALTERNATE UNIVERSE ADVENTURES

Another Life by @LullabyKnell (Star Trek AOS, gen)

In one moment, James T. Kirk is the acting captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise, on his way home to Earth after stopping the Narada. In the next moment, without explanation, James T. Kirk is an Academy cadet on academic probation again, barely a day before Nero will destroy Vulcan.

He dares himself to do better. And with a planet on the line and no proof but his own memories, he knows that "better" means he'll need some help.

Classic time-travel fix-it elevated by a mid-story TOS-flavored twist! A wonderful adventure.

Commander Fox's Ultimate Bucket List by blackkat/ @blackkatmagic (Star Wars, Fox/Mace)

Fox has a second chance, a to-do list, a stolen lightsaber, and a complete willingness to give everyone around him grey hairs. Plus a Jedi Master to seduce. It's going to be a ride.

*cackles* Fox deserved this SO MUCH! Hilarious and satisfying.

Magic Casements by @edwardianspinsteraunt (A Little Princess, gen)

Becky is the one who rescues Mr Carrisford's monkey, and so the one whom the Magic happens to instead.

Captures the sweet magic and friendship of the original while making some sharp points about its class issues.

INVESTIGATIONS

The Striped Leg by wildwestwind (A Study in Emerald, gen)

The Adventure of The Speckled Band, set in the world of A Study In Emerald.

This author really knows their Lovecraft, which brings a rich and creepy new dimension to this very classic case. Mmm, pastiche perfection.

A Country Mile by @bropunzeling (Think of England, Fen/Pat)

“You want us to go to a house party? Really?”

“I hate to ask it of you,” Daniel said, voice muffled in that queer way one got with the telephone. "But I need someone I can trust to look after things there until then. Would you?”

Fen and Pat attend a house party and encounter: poison (pen letters); poison (literal); perilous dinner conversation; potential friendship; and physics.

Danger, espionage, female friendship, a lady scientist, general competence in the face of misogyny, Fen's self-esteem issues vs Pat's unswerving support, and a damn good read: what more could you want?

What It All Comes Down To by phnelt/ @phneltwrites (Think of England, canon pairings)

“Those blighters—” strong language from Fen there. Pat has been working on her in regards to fruity language but Fen hasn’t much taken to it. “ —won’t let women shoot at these newfangled Olympics games, despite England boasting some of the best women shooters in the world. Present company very much included.” Fen gets so heated when she advocates. It brings up a healthy colour to her cheeks. Pat smiles at her, helplessly. “So we simply must show them how good women can be by having Pat train you up from nothing so you can trounce them in the name of her club and in front of the eyes of God and the Olympic Committee.” If this wasn’t obviously one of Fen’s schemes it would be clear after her speech.

Charming friendship-centric story, with some light intrigue on the civilian side of things for once.

UNEXPECTED MEETINGS

Poiesis (Making) by ama (Queen's Thief, gen + Costis/Kamet)

Kamet is bewildered by a summons he receives to meet with the King of Sounis. After all, what could they possibly have to discuss?

Post-canon interlude where Kamet and Sophos bond over poetry, with great character writing.

Scene on a Balcony by Mary_West (Lord Peter, gen + Sylvia/Eiluned)

8th October 1935 and it's the wedding of the year - Lord Peter Wimsey and Miss Harriet Vane have finally tied the knot. But the wedding breakfast (served at the Dowager Duchess' London house) is getting a little heated. So the balcony is an excellent place to which to escape.

If anyone ever needed a sensible lesbian auntie, it's Jerry - but also this is sweet and funny and well-observed, from the wedding details to the practicalities of being queer at the time.

The Nuclear Option by Tangerine/ @atangeriner (From Eroica with Love, Klaus/Dorian)

When Klaus needs help with a family affair, Dorian is more than happy to offer his services.

Superb, satisfying, full of banter and yearning, and I love the slow reveal of wtf is going on with Klaus.

Time Enough by fresne/ @fresne999 (Ethan of Athos, Ethan/Terrence)

Terrence Cee had spent most of his life feeling like a jumpship caught in the gravity well of a blackhole. Engines on full bore. Only able to keep out of the crushing center, but never able to escape. Now in his new life on Athos, he found himself unsure of how to find a new pace.

Ethan wondered if there was a way to get his love life gestating again. Not frozen like zygotes stored in a bio-freezer against some eventual future.

Sweet get-together for the boys that addresses Terrence's trauma and socially deficient upbringing, plus meet-the-family shenanigans and rich worldbuilding for Athos in all its problematic glory. I am retroactively very pleased with myself for nominating this fandom for Yuletide (even if it took me a few months to get around to this one)!

and remains quiet by marycrawford/ @mcvices (Nirvana in Fire, gen)

She picks up her cup and sips delicately of the chrysanthemum tea she brought. It is cooling and calming. She doesn’t need calming, but Mei Changsu might. She is about to administer a medicine that the patient will find disagreeable.

The patient looks fevered, at the moment. “What is wrong with Jingyan?”

The AU divergence point is a little oblique - if I'm reading correctly, the Emperor dies early during the war and Consort Jing takes advantage of her Dowager status to go north to see MCS - but honestly who cares about the premise, because holy SHIT this author writes Consort Jing to perfection, in all her ruthlessly compassionate (or compassionately ruthless?) complexity.

PORN WITH FEELINGS

No Pity, But a Little Love by beautifulduckweed (Will Darling Adventures, Will/Kim)

The author's summary is a mess so I'm leaving it out, but this is a great post-series look at their relationship that captures their banter and mutual delight, plus Will getting exposed to more queer spaces, all structured around Will attempting anal sex again under less fraught circumstances.

Privacy by Resonant (Due South, Fraser/RayK)

“Guess it’s a while since you had a door with a lock on it?”

“I’ve never had a door with a lock on it."

I don't know how long it's been since Resonant wrote new DS fic, but she always nails (heh) their weird and weird-about-each-other charm and this is no exception!

through the desert, repenting by beautifulduckweed (Think of England, Archie/Daniel)

Daniel da Silva comes face-to-face with the deadly consequences of making a mistake and turns to a bad childhood habit to cope—but it's not enough, and Archie Curtis doesn't know how to help.

AKA the one where Archie counters Daniel's self-harm with sex, or as the author's tags put it "In the absence of therapy banging it out will have to do".

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harrietvane · 7 years

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EARS.

This is an entire single-gif post about the main Wimsey points in Laurence Fox’s favour being:

Tow-coloured

Wears slim-fit suits

EARS

#i'm not making a final call or anything i just enjoy the wimsey casting game #lewis #james hathaway #laurence fox #lord peter wimsey #gif #dorothy l sayers

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tinydooms · 3 years

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1 for Rick Evelyn and Jonathan please

Coffee on the Orient Express

The Simplon-Orient Express, just outside of Paris, late 1929

“There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you lot.”

Rick looked up as Jonathan dropped into the seat across the table and leaned back against the soft red plush. Alex, seated on a velvet cushion beside his father, bawled, “Hallo, Uncle Jon!” As a just-turned-four year old, he was going through a shouting phase. A countess, a marquis, and someone who was probably an exiled Russian prince or something looked around disapprovingly.

“Hullo, Alex,” Jonathan replied. “How d’you like the train?”

“I like it a lot!” Alex shouted. “Dad and me goed to see the driver!”

“That’s excellent,” Jonathan said, even as Rick murmured, “Not so loud, kiddo.”

He cast a glance around the dining car; everywhere eyes dropped back to plates or newspapers. Rick sighed. He doubted that he was ever going to get used to traveling first class, even on trains that weren’t as swanky as the Orient Express. Even Evie and Jonathan were a little cowed by it; though they had been raised posh, their mixed-race status had oftentimes barred them to “polite” society. Rick, a working-class boy from Chicago, was still oftentimes wrong-footed.

“This place is giving me the creeps,” Rick said in an undertone. “Look at this.”

He raised a finger, hand still resting on the table, and a waiter materialized out of nowhere like some kind of liveried djinn. Even though he had expected him, Rick started.

“How can I help monsieur?”

“Could we please have a hot chocolate for the little one, and two coffees? Thanks, awfully.”

The waiter bowed and dematerialized. Rick gave Jonathan a wide-eyed look.

“Spooky.”

“Well-trained,” Jonathan corrected, grinning. “Keep saying ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ and you’ll probably get special treatment.”

Rick snorted. He caught a crayon that Alex was rolling along the table and sent it sliding back towards his son.

“Half these people must be royalty,” he said.

“Nobility,” Jonathan replied. “Royalty usually have their own trains. Not all of them: don’t look now, but that’s Agatha Christie having tea in the corner.”

Under the pretext of picking up a crayon, Rick glanced over at the lady in the corner. She looked perfectly ordinary in an expensive suit and a red fox fur stole, jotting notes down in a small notebook while she drank tea from a porcelain teapot.

“Think she’s plotting a murder?”

Jonathan considered. “It’d be an interesting setting for it. Different from the isolated country house, but not so isolated that the killer couldn’t get away if he wanted.”

“Who would kill someone on a train?” Rick mused.

“Someone who thought they could pin it on someone else, especially if there were stops in the night and the body wasn’t found ‘til morning.”

“Hmm,” Rick murmured. “There’d have to be a twist of some kind, of course, to make it stand out.”

“What kind of a twist?”

“I dunno, I’m not a writer.”

Both men chuckled. The waiter reappeared at their table, handing around coffee and hot chocolate and a cookie for Alex.

“That’s very kind of you,” Rick said, nodding to him. “Alex, what do you say?”

“That lady’s gonna murder someone!” Alex whisper-shouted, pointing his crayon.

The waiter followed the line of the crayon to Mrs. Christie, still scribbling in her notebook, and smiled. “Eh, bien, little monsieur, the lady kills people in her books.”

“It’s not nice to kill people,” Alex said solemnly. “Even in stories. Thank you for my cookie.”

“You don’t think she heard that?” Rick murmured, embarrassed.

“No, monsieur, the lady is absorbed,” the waiter said, smiling at him.

“Five pounds says she writes a novel about the Orient Express,” Jonathan said as the waiter walked away.

“I’m not betting you five pounds to guess the setting of Agatha Christie’s next book!”

“Doesn’t have to be the next one,” Jonathan replied. “Five pounds, the murder is set on the Orient Express and the detective is Poirot, not Marple.”

Rick scoffed. “Honestly, I’d rather see how Miss Sayers and Lord Peter Wimsey handle it.”

“It’ll be Mrs. Christie and Poirot; she sends him abroad more than Sayers does Wimsey. Five pounds. Deal?”

Rick made a face. “Deal.”

They shook on it.

“And don’t you let him forget it, Alex,” Jonathan said, picking up his demitasse of fine coffee.

Alex, chewing his cookie, nodded. “Mrs. Christie is going to murder someone on a train for five pounds. Got it.”

Not quite five years later

The letter arrived at Jonathan’s London flat on a bitterly cold January morning, post-marked Cairo, containing newsy letters from Evie and Alex, and a note from Rick. Inside the paper were a newspaper clipping of an ad for Agatha Christie’s latest Poirot adventure, Murder on the Orient Express, and a cheque for five pounds. All the note said was, “Damn it, Jonathan”.

(Author’s Note: Agatha Christie first rode the Orient Express in late 1929, hence this story’s date; Murder on the Orient Express was published on New Year’s Day 1934. Five pounds at the time is roughly $350 in today’s money.)

#asks #prompts #Agatha Christie #Rick O'Connell #Jonathan Carnahan #my fanfics

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ao3feed-blakes7 · 6 years

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Why Would We All Meet Again?

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2C80FeI

by NannaSally

a crowd of people who all look alarmingly alike meet in the Pub Between the Universes

Words: 679, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Blake's 7, Kaldor City, Kill the Dead - Tanith Lee, Lord Peter Wimsey - Dorothy L. Sayers, Drake's Venture (1980), Discworld - Terry Pratchett, Macbeth - Shakespeare, DICKENS Charles - Works, Contradictions - Fandom, Emmerdale, Emergency Ward 10, The Legend of Robin Hood (1975), The Poisoning of Charles Bravo

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Kerr Avon, Kaston Iago, Sheriff of Nottingham, Parl Dro, Thomas Doughty, James Carker (Dombey and Son), Elvis Presley, Paul Rand (Contradictions), Eddie Fox (Emmerdale), Mr Verity (Emergency Ward 10), Charles Bravo (The Poisoning of Charles Bravo), Mr Tallboy (Murder Must Advertise), C. D. (The Strangerers)

read it on AO3 at http://ift.tt/2C80FeI

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #blake's 7

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alexandria1448 · 7 years

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All the single ladies

Reading all, or most, of an author’s oeuvre, one discerns patterns: in themes, in the shapes and tendencies of plots, in sympathies and biases. Ngaio Marsh’s 32 Inspector Alleyn mysteries reveal their creator’s attentiveness to the vagaries and peculiarities of human psychology; her lively appreciation for the complexities of the English class system; her admiration for actors and artists; and her ability to devise fiendish ways of killing people. The narrator of these mysteries is consistently good company, standing above and to the side of the action, wearing (one imagines) a bemused smile.

Another pattern emerges about halfway through the series and intensifies as it draws to its end. This pattern involves a stock character: the lonely, unattractive, and sex-starved single woman, the aging spinster attempting without notable success to make her way in a social world that finds her pathetic at best, ridiculous and disgusting at worst.

In Clutch of Constables, published in 1968 when Marsh herself was 73, Agatha “Troy” Alleyn has a visceral reaction to Hazel Rickerby-Carrick: “The more exasperating she became … the sorrier Troy felt for her and the less she desired her company.” Her mingled pity and repulsion are apparent to Miss Rickerby-Carrick herself, who laments in her diary her own tendency to “try too hard.” This poor creature follows a string of similar characters in the Alleyn books. In Overture to Death (1939), we meet Miss Campanula (“a large arrogant spinster with a firm bust, a high-coloured complexion, coarse grey hair, and enormous bony hands”) and Miss Prentice (“a thin, colourless woman of perhaps forty-nine years”); these two are close friends and bitter rivals. Miss Campanula flings herself at the local rector, who describes the incident as “the most awful thing that has ever happened to me” but ascribes it to her being one of a “rather common type of church worker”: “ladies who are not perhaps very young and who have no other interests.” In Dead Water (1963), there is Miss Elspeth Cost, “a lady with vague hair and a tentative smile,” who is described by another character as “a manhunter”: “In her quiet, mousy sort of fashion, she raged to and fro seeking whom she might devour. Which was not many.” There are the three title characters of Spinsters in Jeopardy (1955), whose interchangeability forms the basis of the plot; someone observes that “all English spinsters have teeth like mares.” Looking at one of them, Inspector Alleyn notices “the other stigmata of her kind: the small mole, the lines and pouches, the pathetic tufts of grey hair from which the skin had receded.” Between the descriptions of physical flaws and the implication that menopause brings with it an insatiable sexual appetite, between the pity and the scorn, the position of these women in the social world of the novels is clear, and by extension the position of women in general: valued only for their appearance and their connection with men.

There are counter-examples, to be sure. Miss Emily Pride, in Dead Water, is single and thoroughly admirable, an elderly lady who has made her living teaching French to diplomats. There is Troy herself, an accomplished painter, who only reluctantly agrees to give up her independence and marry Alleyn. Troy is a close parallel to Harriet Vane in Dorothy L. Sayers’s Wimsey novels, another self-supporting artistic woman who marries Lord Peter after a long, persistent courtship. Lord Peter occasionally collaborates with a Miss Climpson, a brisk businesslike lady who runs a kind of temp agency and who goes undercover in Unnatural Death (1927), finding herself back in a life she had escaped, a “long and melancholy experience of frustrated womanhood, observed in a dreary succession of cheap boarding-houses.”

There are three reasons why this preponderance of sadly single women interests me. One is the historical fact that there must have been quite a lot of them about during Marsh’s lifetime: the two world wars killed a huge number of young men, leaving two succeeding generations of European women with a depleted pool of marriageable men. The novels of Barbara Pym, younger than Marsh by eighteen years but a rough contemporary in literary terms, are full of single women; other characters look down on them, while they themselves face their situations with a mixture of stoicism and hopelessness. Without marriage and children, they’re considered worthless and purposeless; they’re expected to compete in demeaning ways for men; they dread the approach of old age and even greater marginalization. These authors are describing something they know and feel, something they dread and therefore can’t stop analyzing. The numbers of “redundant women” were officially a social problem in the nineteenth century and became one again when the world wars decimated the male population. Attention was certainly being paid to the situation. But the attention did little or nothing for individual women whose practical difficulties were exacerbated by relentless social disapproval and ridicule.

The second reason for my interest in these characters lies in Marsh’s own history and personality. She herself never married; some biographers have speculated that she was a lesbian, pointing to her long, loving friendship with Sylvia Fox and her rather brief and cryptic references to love affairs in her autobiography. I don’t think it’s necessary to resolve the question of her sexuality to address the matter of the single women in her fiction. Her choosing not to marry, and her portrayal of single women, together indicate a kind of determination to be different from them, to live as she chose and to avoid becoming ridiculous; she wanted to resemble Miss Pride or Miss Climpson in their self-sufficiency and competence. Miss Rickerby-Carrick’s unhappiness and awkwardness, after all, arise from her “trying too hard” – her attempts to please others (all of which fail), her seeming inability to be natural, her persistent sense that she is offending merely by existing. She proclaims in her diary that “the body is beautiful,” and then goes on: “Only mine isn’t so very”; so she sunbathes in a hidden corner of a boat deck. Her longing for connection with Troy only repulses the latter, as we have seen; she has no dignity, no sense of herself as a unique and valuable individual – no boundaries, as we would say now. Marsh portrays all of this with a kind of cool compassion – showing us this character’s faults, and showing us at the same time that she is to be pitied rather than condemned. But there is also an emphatic distance. Marsh herself would never behave this way, would never wear her vulnerability on her sleeve. She had a thriving career in the theater and dozens of friends; she travelled, she wrote, she socialized with fascinating people and nurtured many young careers. She was far from pitiable. Yet she must have been aware of how precarious her social place was, as a single woman living by her wits. She must also have been aware of the particular challenges facing women as they navigated through a double set of expectations: those of class, and those of sex. Her novels delineate the difficulties of this task and the resourcefulness it demanded from women even in seemingly innocuous circumstances.

The third reason has to do with the persistence in Western culture of the pressure on women to marry. See, for example, Lori Gottlieb’s article in the March 2008 issue of the Atlantic, “Marry Him! The case for settling for Mr. Good Enough.” (After you read that one, read Anne-Marie Slaughter’s article for the July/August 2012 issue of the same magazine, “Why Women Still Can’t Have It All.”) To paraphrase a big part of feminist theory: Why would society feel the need to pressure us to do something, if we were naturally or innately inclined to do it anyway? Until very recently, marriage has not been a wonderful deal for women, even in the industrialized West. It’s no coincidence that the divorce rate in the US spiked in the 1970s, when women no longer needed to accept unequal or unhappy marriages in order to survive economically. Marriage as an institution has probably benefited from this; when people freely choose to enter and sustain a union, rather than doing so under coercion, the marriage in question is stronger and others are more likely to see it as an example worth following. Conversely, when marriage is a choice and not a mandate, those who choose not to marry are no longer seen as outliers or threats to the social order; they are simply individuals making their own choices. It’s a good thing that the pressure is fading, but it’s far from gone.

Perhaps we’re nearing the end (in certain places and groups, anyway) of the unmarried woman as a figure of fun. Perhaps when we meet one, we can start with the assumption that she freely chose that state and is happy in it, rather than supposing that her situation originated from a fault or failing of her own, or that she would do almost anything to escape it. And while we’re at it, we can extend this benign set of beliefs to everyone we meet, reserving our judgment about them until we know more about their individual characters, needs, and goals. We can treat a social interaction as a chance to observe and learn, rather than a reason to feel superior or to retreat further inside our own defenses. We can read other people the way we read fiction, with close attentiveness and an eagerness to find out what comes next.

#ngaio marsh #single women #feminism #dorothy l. sayers #barbara pym #mysteries #murder mysteries

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intoabrownstudy · 7 years

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Sonic Review of 2017 (so far):

I listen to a lot of stuff. I devour audio content. Be it new music, podcasts, radio, bird song. Quality is the only prerequisite. I have been meaning to start commenting on what I listen to and so David requesting that I submit something in print has been the stimulus to sit down and collate. The idea for future weeks is to present audio highlights on a week-to-week basis, but this submission is a summation of the best bits of sound so far this year. I’ll be covering the podcasts and radio programmes, the albums and individual tracks, and the live shows that I have made an impression on me so far this year.

So here goes. The descriptions will be fairly brief this time around, as I’m going to cover six whole months, but here’s what I have enjoyed sonically so far in 2017, starting with my favourite albums so far this year:

There are 11 here; these are albums that have made an impression on me and that I have continued to listen to. I’ll say a few words about what to expect from each them, as well as a little bit about why I have chosen them:

San Fermin; Belong

My favourite. From soup to nuts, a consistently wondrous collection of tunes that hop from genre to genre effortlessly. Beautifully arranged and performed.

Highlight: the emotional-charged title track, Belong.

Fleet Foxes; Crack Up

New music from Fleet Foxes that’s not a minute too soon. Essentially, it is more of the same acoustic sound and the divine close harmonies we have come to expect from the Seattleites. There is definitely more chances taken in the way the album is produced, so there is enough to distinguish this album from their others. Gorgeous.

Highlight: Third Of May/Odaigahara

Cigarettes After Sex; Cigarettes After Sex

This album travels at it’s own glacial pace. Majestic, with definite nods to New Order.

Highlight: Apocalypse. No K. No Apocalypse. No K.

Roger Waters; Is This The Life We Want

Not being the most ardent fan of Pink Floyd, I hadn’t been in too much of a hurry to listen to this album. But I am so glad to have got round to it. Roge ain’t happy with how things are just now, and he’s going to tell you about it. I was just as riled by the end. It’s also an old-fashioned album in the sense that this tells a story with each tune morphing into the next.

Highlight: Picture That

Kendrick Lamar; DAMN.

Goodness. Where do you start? After I had seen Old Country For Old Men, my immediate impression was that I knew it was brilliant, but I wasn’t sure how I’ll be able to prepare myself to see it again. I had exactly that same thought after listening to this utterly overwhelming piece of documentary. Mesmerising.

Highlight: DUCKWORTH.

Public Service Broadcasting; Every Valley

Continuing with their M.O. of sampling old public information announcements; this time focusing on the fate of the Welsh Coal mining industry. This may not sound too exciting or indeed, to some, even interesting, but somehow, again they are able to tug at the heart strings with tape recordings, empty spaces and fine musicianship.

Highlight: Progress

Father John Misty; Pure Comedy

Lyrics so dry, I was on a drip by the end.

Highlight: Total Entertainment Forever

Com Truise; Iteration

The slightly 80s-tinged instrumental EDM is making a bit of a comeback following the Stranger Things soundtrack. this is some of the best electronica so far this year.

Highlight: Memory

London Grammar; Truth Is A Beautiful Thing

The vocals are the main event here, ably supported by the stark production surrounding them.

Highlight: Routing For You

Run The Jewels; Run The Jewels 3

Certainly gets the heart pumping. Lyrically charged ebullience.

Highlight: Legend Has It

The xx; I See You

Somewhere between the minimalist production of The xx’s previous releases and the more poppy output of Jamie xx, this album offers very judiciously-deployed samples of Hall & Oates and stonking vocal performances.

Highlight: On Hold

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One of my favourite things to do is to collate new tracks that I hear from my various sources into quarterly playlists on Spotify. I am phutch1977 on Spotify so feel free to follow. Below is a link to what individual tracks I have enjoyed between January 1 and June 30 this year. I’m going to pick out a couple of my favourites:

https://open.spotify.com/user/phutch1977/playlist/4HDLGq11dknFaTLwBIJQ2v

UNKLE (feat. Mark Lanegan and ESKA); Looking For The Rain

Thumping beats with swooping orchestrations and one of my favourite baritones. Ticks a great many boxes for me does that.

Young Fathers; Only God Knows

Off the new T2: Trainspotting soundtrack, which incidentally is a thoroughly captivating watch, it highlights the changing of the guard of what is current within the British music scene. See also, Slow Slippy, Underworld’s remix of their classic, Born Slippy, that became so synonymous with the first movie.

The War On Drugs; Holding On

An exciting amuse-bouche for what is to come from their new album released later this year. Sounds like more of the same, which gets two thumbs up from this reviewer.

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These are the podcast that I have gone back to consistently and those that I look forward have a new episode showing up each week:

Revisionist History; http://revisionisthistory.com/

This is the second series of Malcolm Gladwell’s attempt to revisit and/or reinterpret an event, a person or an idea from the past that he feels has been overlooked or misunderstood. At time of writing, there are 4 episodes of the new series available, but so far he has covered topics as diverse as terrorism, civil rights and rich folks addiction to golf. I like how he picks out something relatable to the present day. The first series is also worth digging out.

S-Town; https://stownpodcast.org/

This is produced by the same team that created the Serial podcast. I didn’t actually fully embrace Serial, however this series did I great job of hooking me in. The focus of S-Town shifts continuously throughout the series, and just when you think it has run out of puff, there is a new revelation that makes you do whatever the equivalent of page-turning is with a podcast. All of the episodes were released at the same time, so you could genuinely binge-listen to this story. Brilliantly put together and extremely poignant right now, S-Town is fantastic.

30 for 30 Podcasts; https://30for30podcasts.com/

Short and sweet. If you’ve seen the supreme sports documentaries on ESPN, well now there are some for your ears.

The Political Party with Matt Forde; https://soundcloud.com/thepoliticalparty

I have a bit of a crush on Matt Forde. In this podcast, he does a few minutes of super-topical (and super-funny, which doesn’t always happen concurrently) stand-up and then interviews a prominent political figure from either side of the aisle. Matt Forde, a stand-up by trade, is able to really humanise his guests with his very disarming style and focus on a side of their personality that doesn’t usually shine through in more formal interviews. He even managed to show that even William Hague is a right craic. Really good fun.

Special mentions:

The Adam Buxton Podcast; https://soundcloud.com/adam-buxton (especially The Steve Coogan episode)

Song Exploder; http://songexploder.net/ (especially the Fleet Foxes episode)

This next section are still podcasts but are based on actual live radio shows:

James O’Brien’s Mystery Hour; http://lbc.audioagain.com/presenters/6-james-obrien/368-the-mystery-hour-free

This is the pure sharing of knowledge. It’s the audio equivalent of when you used to have to write into a newspaper, before Google, if you had a question you wanted the answer to, and wait two weeks for it to be answered. This show rewards and celebrates acquired knowledge. The minutiae of life attempted to be explained.

Russell Brand on Radio X Podcast; http://www.radiox.co.uk/radio/podcasts/download-the-russell-brand-on-radio-x-podcast/

Russell Brand reminds me so much of Peter Cook. Previous forays into cinema might show that it may not his medium, but radio may very well be. He is just allowed to explode for a couple of hours on a Sunday, riffing on everything and nothing. Sublime stuff.

Johnny Vaughn on Radio X Podcast; http://www.radiox.co.uk/radio/johnny-vaughan/highlights/download-johnny-vaughan-on-radio-x-podcast/

Again, Johnny Vaughn is just so good on the wireless. Lightning quick. And there is a more sport-focussed show at the weekends called The Kickabout which is also hilarious.

Loose Ends; http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b006qjym/episodes/downloads

So happy that the BBC made the decision to start podcasting this live show with its wide ranging guests from film, stage, literature, comedy and all parts in between with excellent musical guests who perform live in the studio. Everyone is encouraged to contribute and interject throughout the show, even if the focus isn’t particularly on them at that time. Clive Anderson is the perfect host for this kind of format.

Friday Night Comedy from BBC Radio 4 Podcast; http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p02pc9pj/episodes/downloads (especially the Dead Ringers episodes; not so much The Now Show)

A lot of the time, the comedy writing doesn’t match the performances when it comes to impressionist shows. For Dead Ringers, they are definitely on a par with each other. Highlights are Jeremy Vine and Andrew Neill’s exasperated utterances of “Diane Abbott..?!?!”

All Songs Considered Podcast; http://www.npr.org/podcasts/510019/all-songs-considered

Bob Boilen has my job. That is all. Great new music in a handy hour-long package.

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And finally… I have been lucky enough to get to see a good number of live shows so far this year. Here are a few of my highlights:

Kate Tempest @ The Casbah

She performed her second album, Let Them Eat Chaos, in its entirety, from track #1 to track #last. Performed from the heart, you could hear a PBR tallboy drop such was the respect for performance. Amazing. Amazing.

San Fermin @ The Casbah

The sound created by this very talented bunch will live long in the memory. They simply crushed it. And there is a horn section. Even the sax solo was well done. Highly recommended.

Timber Timbre @ Soda Bar

Obviously there to push their new album, Sincerely Future Pollution, but I would have liked for them to have played more off their eponymous first album. Lively, intimate show.

Blossoms @ The Casbah

Stockport’s own. I felt very old watching these fresh-faced whippersnappers. Great set and went down a storm.

I’m excited that I have more shows lined up for the rest of the year. Public Service Broadcasting play the Soda Bar. I’ve managed to secure a ticket to see Fleet Foxes at The Observatory in September, as well as an outdoor show with Future Islands & Explosions In The Sky on the same bill. And the great Elbow are in SoCal in November, so I’m going to see them in Santa Ana. All very thrilling.

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Hope you find something interesting out of all this. Going forward, this will be hopefully a little more concise, listing a few highlights of what I’ve enjoyed listening to week by week. I’d also be very interested in your own suggestions, be that podcasts, radio shows, albums, tracks or live performances.

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e--q · 4 years

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Lord Peter Wimsey

(Inspired by the character of Dorothy L. Sayers)

Drawing - Colour Pencil

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e--q · 4 years

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Lord Peter Wimsey

(Inspired by the character of Dorothy L. Sayers)

Drawing - Tinted Charcoal & Colour Pencil

#Lord Peter Wimsey #Peter Wimsey #Dorothy L. Sayers #Dorothy L Sayers #Dorothy Sayers #Wimsey #Lord Peter Wimsey Fox #Peter Wimsey Fox #Wimsey Fox #Fox #Fox Art #My Art #My Artwork #Drawing #Fanart #Tinted Charcoal #Charcoal Art #Charcoal Drawing #Colour Pencil

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Could you imagine new adaptions of Lord Peter Wimsey for television? I haven't seen all of the old one's because they are not easily available in my country, but just from the images Edward Petherbridge & Harriet Walter seem to have fit quite good for the roles. Are there any contemporary actors you would like to see as Harriet, Peter, Bunter or any other character from the novels?

The short answer is yes, I can imagine new adaptations.

The slightly longer answer is that I am steadfastly loyal to the '80s Mystery! shows of my childhood, and that beyond that sentimental attachment, I think Harriet Walter's Harriet is unlikely to be matched. I really love Petherbridge's Peter, too; he does so much so well, and it's such a hard character to get the many facets of plausibly. But I would still be very interested in seeing a different Peter.

As I've said before on this blog, I have wanted Steven Mackintosh to play Lord Peter since 1998, and I am committed to that. He's older than Peter canonically is now, of course, but Peter and Harriet need to play as people with their first youth behind them, and Peter as a man with "half of life gone," as Harriet thinks with a sudden pang in Busman's Honeymoon, and for that reason I think, in our well-nourished and -vaccinated 21st century, the actors should be a bit older than the characters. Anyway, Steven Mackintosh:

Look at him! Bony! Rabbity! A little bit tired and sad, but with sensual possibilities about the mouth. I will argue this case with gusto.

I want John Light as Bunter and Tom Burke as Charles Parker. Part of the trick of casting Peter, I think, is to surround him with more conventionally handsome men. I would love to see a Tom Burke Parker, and I think the fandom as a whole deserves a John Light Bunter. You will notice that I hesitate over Harriet. I think having her as an unknown quantity would work. But opposite a younger Peter (Freddie Fox, perhaps?) I would really like to see what Jessie Buckley would do with the role.

#wimseyverse #my detection obsession #desperately? my dear i will insult neither you nor myself #@ uk tv studios: call me

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Laurence Fox has been my dreamcast Wimsey for ages (he's way too tall but I think we'd all happily learn to live with that, because Peter's lines, drawled in that voice? I would DIE), but I must know: who would you pick for Harriet?

The eternal, unanswerable question tbh

I think if it comes to ‘real life’ casting queries (as in: actors who are alive and working and of correct age right now) then it’s almost more important to me to match peter and harriet to each other than it is to pick the platonic ideal of each individual and just bash them together. So, that’s a long way of saying ‘depends on who’s cast as Peter’

When it comes to ‘anything goes’ casting, no matter the story, age, state of alive-ness, etc, then the choices get a bit more varied and fun. Some fun choices I’ve considered for funsies:

Rebeca Hall (pre-Peter HV, with prime resting bitch face)

Rachel Wiesz (a mid-career HV, her colouring and her wardrobe in the Mummy film really does the heavy lifting there though. Her scientist in the Bourne Legacy is oddly her most HV role so far)

Eva Green (her lentire ook in Cracks is very very HV, also great HV dignified bitchface)

Olivia Williams (a nearly perfect slightly older HV: piercing intelligence, slightly mischievous, but still 100% done)

Merle Oberon (this is purely a bit of fun re-purposing Leslie Howard footage from the Scarlet Pimpernel, as a golden-age couple they have a very Peter/Harriet aesthetic, next to each other)

I also quite like Kelly McDonald as she’s gotten older (She’s got a great facility of being able to say ‘everything is quietly horrible in a permanent way’ with her face, but also show an amazingly light heart, also non-verbally)

Indira Varma (when she wears her hair shorter like in Bride and Prejudice it’s so HV it’s painful - she also gives the wonderful impression of having a lot going on under the surface, very angry, but do that while not actively demonstrating it. She’s a wonderful HV)

This is just what’s occurs to me in this 5 mins - I’m never NOT casting HV at any given time, and have like 800 more.

Anyway - have any faves of your own?

#replies #treets #i figure if we're having a peter casting party on my dash let's throw this one out there also #dorothy l sayers #lord peter wimsey

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