This is this. This ain’t something else.

The podcast now can’t happen because Angry and I have fallen out due to creative differences.

We shan’t be working together again.

The end.

Angry if you’re reading this, it’s over. OVER. You crossed a line, dude. A line not just in the sand, but in the… - well, you know.

Only joking - something unforseen came up and it couldn’t be put off, so we’re going have to cancel, apologies.

You may have noticed that the podcast didn’t happen. We were due to do it last night, couldn’t due to illness, but we will be broadcasting the event live with video from 9pm on Wednesday at http:www.tiny.cc/angryandcliffvideo

There will be a live chatroom (although you don’t have to sign in at all) and we’ll be running twitter during the show and you’ll be able to see everything that goes into making the show from 9pm to about 11pm on Wednesday.

Mr Angry is working on his disguise, and I am a leeeeeelte bit nervous about it, to be honest.

See you then - well, I won’t, but you’ll see us.

This was the sky over my house yesterday.

Now look. I wouldn’t be the blogger you know I am if I didn’t say a few words about Michael Jackson. I’m sorry, this is just what I do. I notice things. There are signs, which I will come on to later, but in the meantime I write about what’s going on here, dangling thoughts for all to see like a baby from a hotel window.

We’re talking about a man who would spend his childhood Saturday mornings with his brothers locked behind gates in the mansion he’d paid for watching cartoons of themselves on TV. And that’s just the start.

I’ve written about him before here. He was a huge talent. The first album I ever bought – and thank FUCK it was a cool one – was Off The Wall. The year: 1977. Scene: garage sale. I spotted a second hand LP of a guy in a sharp suit and I bought it.

It’s still early days of course, but there are still many unanswered questions.

Who’s king of pop now? Prince? He might not want the job. Would the people accept him? We have yet to dipose the Kings Of Convenience, but they’re more figurative heads of state.

Or should pop now become a democracy, where we elect pop stars to represent us at a local level and govern for a set period of time? I quite like the look of the S Club Party.

So the signs. I was watching the Deer Hunter last night, I saw it on the progamme guide and knew it would be a late night. Why can’t I record it and watch it at a decent time? Why do I have to watch it just because it’s “on”? I don’t know, it’s just me. I’d decided, I was going to watch it up until the point where they go hunting and do the line. You know the one. Say it with me. Ecoutez et repetez.

After that I thought I’d go to bed, so right before I did I checked Twitter, and right then there reports that Michael Jackson had died, just at that minute. (Interesting to see the news fill time reading out celebrity tweets as part of their coverage) So for whatever reason, I was watching The Deer Hunter live because it makes the activity better, and then at the moment in the film that resonates most strongly with me, that’s when the story breaks.

No, I have no idea either. And don’t tell me I’d find significance in anything else that had happened at that moment. I’m not saying the two are connected, I’m just saying “odd”, that’s all.

Anyway, man, look. I know he’s dead and it’s a sad loss. There aren’t many global stars like him any more. I was thinking last night that people in Japan would be waking up to the news and just what that meant. He was huge, and rightly so.

Genius? No. Talented? Oh my god.

Have a great weekend.

This poor chap was so busy catching his tube that his trousers were literally falling down.

It’s podcast 34, brought to you by the magic of pressing a record button and waiting a week before sending it out. Actually, the phone call at the end is quite clever. I am not dead, unless I am and someone else is writing this, although if someone had stolen my identity they could do a lot more damage than write on a dead man’s blog.

I’ve got credit cards, for example. And my work pass could probably do a lot of damage. Still, if someone wants to update this webstie and use my Oyster card to travel on London’s tubes in my image, then what do I care? I’m dead. Fuck ‘em.

No, I’m not dead.

In show 34 we talk about my days in pirate radio, young people who aren’t young people, my brush with the Take That extended family, professional Australians, puppy love and good ideas.

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I like seeing stupid things on the internet.

This struck me as funny.

Would it sound like James Mason?

But seriously, I like the NPR site. It’s not a great looking site, but there are so many ways to consume the news.

With any one story, you can listen to it and you can read it. If you’re a big consumer of their stuff, you can hear it in a radio programme and then more than likely catch the same item in a compilation programme which collates related stories.

This isn’t to say that they don’t have lots of stories, because they do. But they use them. Maybe it’s because I work in this area, but the way they package things up is great.

In London, I’m Cliff Jones.

It has been a busy week. And I was going to do that thing with the songs, wasn’t I?

I’ll spread those out, but in the meantime, watch this video. I love it whmusic does things you wouldn’t expect. I wonder how much trial and error went into doing this, because it’s fascinating. I often wondered what conductors do but here the contribution is like grass to a football game.

Enjoy and have a great weekend.

Murray mania "bigger than swine flu"

This week heard me and Mr Angry talking about office conversations, Batman costumes, if comey greats could cut it these days, breakdancing pensioners, groping in the cinema, Andy Murray, we go behind the scenes of the Judge Dredd movie and do the usual features.

We had our now-regular “tweet in”, this time about first date movies. As always, we check updates during the show so feel free to send comments to @ angryandcliff or follow the show at http://twitter.com/angryandcliff

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We don’t really check the facebook page though, but it’s cool if you join it because then other people will see you’ve joined and that helps spread the word.

 

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