For the best part of six moths I happily went along listening to Spotify and Pandora as a paid subscriber. I discovered new music and old favourites. Amazingly convenient and almost no song not available. Rented music seemed the answer to my almost insatiable love of music.
Then a few weeks ago I had a change of heart sparked by a chance listening to a radio program with The Beatles biographer, Mark Lewisohn which sparked a desire to listen to The Beatles from start to finish and I wanted to own them, not rent them.
So it was back to the CD Shop and a resumption of a long term passion of purchasing music again. It was like running into an old friend. Seeing what was new, browsing the CD racks for something interesting and then the bargain bins with each visit usually resulting in a purchase. The result is that since purchasing The Beatles Boxed Set I have bought a few more CDs and it’s been fun. I doubt I will buy as many CDs as I did in the past, but I know for sure that my love for owning my music burns deep. Renting is convenient but just not the same.
Just been for a wander around my office to discuss the upcoming 50th Anniversary of Dr Who.
The excitement is building. I had managed to contain it until a family dinner last night where it seemed next Sunday’s ( we are in Australia) 50th Anniversary episode of Dr Who was the only topic of conversation.
We covered the important questions. Who is your favourite Doctor? What was your favourite adventure? Can there ever be a better assistant than Romana? It easily filled a whole family dinner!
Well here are some of my answers.
I always like the current Doctor best. As a poster on the BBC’s #savetheday site says it’s OK to have a favourite and like them all.
The Key to Time series was definitely my favourite, although Blink was fantastic.
No, there can’t be a better assistant than Romana, although I have a super soft spot for each of Sarah-Jane, Rose and Amy Pond.
Funnily enough there wasn’t agreement on much of this over dinner.
As a survivor of Dr Who since the beginning, I can’t believe that it’s been fifty years since my sister and I first started watching from behind the lounge chair, something one of our daughters also did when she was little. She still says Dr Who gives her nightmares.
Just a few more days and it will be up early to watch the Day of the Doctor. It’s going to be awesome!
I have been on a walk down memory lane, sparked by my recent visit to the local music store, and purchase of Paul McCartney and Wings’ Rockshow on Bluray. It bought the memories flooding back of the Adelaide leg of the Wings Over The World Tour just prior to my year 12 Exams in November1975.
The concert was at the now demolished Apollo Stadium, which was a basketball stadium that converted to a concert venue for about four thousand people. It was a great venue, no bad seats and everyone close to the stage.
As I wandered back to the office after making my purchase I had a chuckle about how I came by my ticket and the hysteria that the Paul McCartney visit had brought.
It is a selfish reflection as browney237.com turns One. My blog is a personal writing space, and has reflected my own journey over the last twelve months: a period of transition.
I remember sitting at the beach house the Sunday after Adelaide narrowly lost the 2012 AFL Preliminary Final feeling quite unsettled. That feeling was not a product of the narrow loss but my continued reflection on my firm’s transition to retirement seminar, “Pinnacle”or as I refer to it, “God’s Waiting Room”, which we had attended a couple of weeks before.
Football seems to be more about the money than the game itself.
As a South Australian I am used to the very occasional Friday Night game in Adelaide, inconvenient scheduling when compared to Collingwood, Essendon, Geelong and Hawthorn; I can’t remember the last time we had a holiday Monday game in Adelaide. It does seem that if you are not from Melbourne you don’t matter as after all that is where the money is.
The latest example is the seemingly grudging appreciation by the AFL’s CEO of the efforts of Freemantle and more particularly Port Adelaide