WO No.5

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#WATTSOCCURRING? NO.5

Fact, Fiction & Bullshit

I buy three quality newspapers on Friday, Saturday and Sunday and generally get through all of them by Monday lunchtime. Despite all the instant online news and the extensive TV coverage of everything current, I still really enjoy reading a physical newspaper with less sensationalist journalism. 

I’m still absolutely fascinated by the Brexit fiasco. Despite my belief that facts will out in the end, I still feel powerless in the face of declining democracy. We the public are being served up bullshit, bullshit and more bullshit. 

I always particularly enjoy the review sections of the newspapers. Although I don’t go regularly enough to the cinema, the theatre or to galleries, I still get an overall perspective of what’s going on in contemporary culture. 

One thing particularly amuses me. The newspapers normally divide the reviews of books into fiction and non-fiction. In the good old days I used to believe most of the news stories were slightly biased non-fiction. TV news is now sensationalist, unashamedly ratings chasing and full of presenters determined to make their names as belligerent custodians of the truth. The tabloids, which are so unfortunately influential, are simply slaves to their reactionary ownership. Serious political journalism now has the problem finding some serious politics to write about. 

While Britain and British society face their greatest challenges for 60 years Brighton ticks on regardless! My picture this week is of a group of people learning to jump over walls on a free running course. 
In a week when ludicrously low official figures for people sleeping on the streets came out, the Trump administration tore up nuclear proliferation treaties and Venezuela teetered on the point of civil war, people in my local café are still ordering, “Decaf flat whites with almond milk and vegan croissants.” So everything must be alright then! 

WO No.4

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#WATTSOCCURRING? NO.4

What I am listening to…

Today’s blog is mainly about music, but it’s impossible this week to ignore the continuing British political soap opera. Hopefully some of the common-sense amendments being put forward to Theresa May’s doomed deal with the EU will be passed in the Westminster Parliament tomorrow. This will hopefully democratically allow reality to be applied to the whole Brexit fiasco. I have 12 tracks on a playlist which have been inspiring me this month. I’m listening as I write these words.

Link to the Spotify playlist here

1. Hysteria - Kurt Vile is a wonderful calming influence in times of personal and political turmoil. Although a modern act, his music reminds me of the glorious eccentricity of ‘laid back’ cool America reminiscent of everyone from Jonathan Richman to Lou Reed, from Wall of Voodoo to ‘Wailing’ Neil Young to Frank Zappa. Brilliant droll lyrics, delivered easy with a smell of sunshine.

2. Factor of Faith - The Red Hot Chilli peppers are the epitome of what men should be in their 50s! I use them as a yardstick against which to measure energy and attitude.

3. Motor City Steel – The Dandy Warhols are for me ultimate rock and roll Americana. Again, intelligent lyrics delivered in mellow baritone.

4. Relative Poverty – Go-Kart Mozart are wonderfully cheesy lo-fi on this tongue in cheek pop. My manager keeps complaining I spend more on food and coffee than the gross national product of a Third World country!  My guilty pleasure…

5. Slow Burn – Kasey Musgrove.  I’d love to do a duet with this woman! Our new Fischer-Z album will likely have some collaboration on it. What a voice. Real class. Dare I say a Joni or Carole for the 21st century. If any of you guys know her, please put me in touch!

6. Pay no Mind – Beach House are not afraid to play a great slow song, with fab reverberation. I have always approached creative things at high speed. I’ll take my time over certain domestic tasks, but at the moment I’m trying to find some beauty in doing my personal accounts!

7. Hot Pink – Let’s Eat Grandma are absolutely original, fearless, real. My God, perfectly formed music from teenagers. I meet a lot of cynics my age who rattle on about how all the best music was made years ago – bollocks!  I love ‘binky-bonky’ brilliant and reminds me not all clever art is dour and serious. Go girlies go!

8 . Be the Cowboy – Mitski is/are a bit of a mystery to me, but I’m enjoying the amalgam of styles; some 80’s synth merging with jangly guitars that get a bit epic in places. Note to self – Don’t forget to get epic at least once a day.

9. Family - Blood Orange presenting some brilliant spoken word over ‘bungalow ranch style’ cool. Form is everything and don’t you forget it.

10. The Games We Play - Pusha T DAYTONA is evolved hip-hop. It all seems a little more connected to the British urban streets these days. The terrible rise in teenage knife crime in the UK with kids living out ‘Gangsta’ pantomimes on and off line is a tragedy. Public Enemy, Ice Cube, NWA, the Pharcyde and many more could be good listening to enlighten the would-be petty gangsters…)

11. Golden Trunks – Arctic Monkeys show me that radical changes in direction can be an amazing creative boost. I’ve always been keen on all the dangerous artists in the world. No gain without some risk. However, there should be more care taken in politics when millions of peoples’ lives can be adversely affected by a knee-jerk decision.

12. Bridge over Troubled Water – Simon and Garfunkel are one of my references for great 60’s production. And why not?! I’m a huge Walker Brothers fan – Songs and production.

Keep warm over the next week folks. I’m trying to seal up the holes in my bedroom window frames with draft excluder!  JW.

WO No.3

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#WATTSOCCURRING? No.3

8 Lines

Well… Here we go again!

For anyone who’s been keeping an I on British politics, today is going to be another fun day! Despite all the academic analysis, absolutely anything can happen. Suffice to say some of the most sensible politicians in Westminster who truly have the best interests of the British people at heart, are trying to make sure that common sense prevails.

This time of the year tends to be a bit miserable and is especially difficult for old people. Apparently this week we are due for a very cold spell of weather. I feel especially concerned for the ever-growing armies of homeless people sleeping rough in the street. I woke up this morning with these eight lines in my head. (by the way, this doesn’t reflect my mood at present as I chopped my way through a healthy English breakfast!)

8 lines

I hear coughing in the street

And squadrons of the gulls

And footsteps overhead

As I wrestle with my world

The gas burst into life

Waiting for a wave

To help me to survive

This January day.

We just had a few of our new tracks cut by the amazing Pete Maher. I’ve been referencing them against some of the best music I’ve heard over the last six months. Apart from the standardly classy work of Elvis Costello and the Good the Bad and the Queen, I’ve been really enjoying the latest music from Kurt Vile, Gruff Rhys, Kasey Musgrove, Pasha T and of course Let’s Eat Grandma!

I was sitting in the sun on a park bench yesterday. When I got up I noticed this wonderful inscription.

WO No.2

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#WATTSOCCURRING? No.2

Brexit…

Well… Who’d have thought it?!

After writing the article which is in The European, linked here, I listened transfixed yesterday to live radio coverage of events in Westminster. Nothing can surprise me anymore. If Boris Johnson’s father said his son’s brain had been replaced with a coconut in his last year in Cambridge University – I would believe him. I reckon against three-toed sloth is as likely a candidate for new Prime Minister as anyone else in the country. I don’t believe the rumour that Theresa May is possessed by demons who are obsessed by the Simpsons, although it would explain a thing or two.

This morning on my way to breakfast I bumped into a large kid in a bobble-hat and glasses who was the splitting image of Harry Potter. Now I’m one of the few people in the world who is a non-believer, but I was a bit surprised when he disappeared in cloud of green smoke as I got onto a 25 bus! I did manage to shout, “Fucka You Harry.” – A quote made famous by Pavarotti as he was fined for tax evasion. I felt good, but the other folks in the seats reserved for the old, in-firmed and pregnant were not impressed.

I’ve now finished my omelette and am listening to a 1970’s Carly Simon album on the café hifi. I’m sure all the gentlemen of a certain age remember the cover of her first album. I was of course attracted only by her musical talent and sharp wit, her famous jumper had absolutely no effect on me whatsoever.

Today will be another crazy day in parliament. I personally believe Corbyn has been tricked by Theresa into tabling a vote of no confidence too early. Tories will never desert the flag unless a No Deal is imminent.

Watch this space, there’s certainly plenty to write about at the moment.

Has the UK’s Brexit protest vote finally come up against the buffers of reality?! 

As Liberal western democracy crumbles, exemplified by the demise of parliament in the UK, the reigning in of Macron in France and Germany’s slide into coalition pantomime; the internet domination marches on. The money-worshipping PC middle class have only their selfish selves to blame for the recent rise of the extremist right and surge in ignorant nationalism. It’s too late for the thinking classes to patronisingly label the disenfranchised ‘have-nots’ as ignorant numpties. Our welfare state stopped caring about the less well-off years ago when Thatcher promoted the politics of ‘me and my bank balance first’. We now see the comeuppance in the form of a majority ‘fuck you vote’ that has resulted in Brexit. Of course Brexit makes no sense and can only ever happen in name only and has no basis in reality, it’s still given a voice and indeed a weapon to the previously ignored group of people, with nothing to lose. The only positive I can see emerging from this debacle is that maybe politicians will give a much higher priority to the basic needs of human beings, rather than be driven purely by the demands of the economy. ‘Austerity’ was a myth created as an excuse to adopt undemocratic, inhuman political policies and the Brexit vote enabled the forgotten to wield some real power in an era when many believe they can change the world from their smartphones.

But enough of this reality! 

Tonight saw ’The Meaningful Vote’ on Theresa May’s EU deal. Thank God at last the UK MPs are finally growing the balls to try and claw back the power of our democratically elected parliament. Government by referendum has been seen to be an unmitigated divisive disaster and hopefully will not be repeated. If you believe, as I do, that eventually facts and truth will prevail, then it was only a matter of time before all the polarised rhetoric would come up against the buffers of reality. 

Many people in Great Britain voted not for the ridiculous binary choice of in or out of the EU, but for the right to be heard in a time when successive governments had ignored their interests and indeed their rights to an affordable decent life in a rich western democracy. The Brexit question should never have been asked because it has exacerbated deep social divisions and facilitated an increase in the politics of hatred and suspicion. However, we are dealing with unprecedented political times and so virtually anything is possible before the 29th March.

I would personally like to see the whole ludicrous concept of the UK ‘leaving Europe” swept away on a tide of common sense and practicality. In a world where unhinged dictators are the presidents of rival superpowers and lying is an acceptable political practice, it’s time Old World Europe pulls together to promote the values of truth, decency and care for fellow human beings. As in the school playground, isolated voices of reason get stomped by the bigger bullies and only unity amongst the reasonable majority can combat this happening in the wider adult World. Europe needs a new generation of politicians with courage, statesman-like qualities and the strength to avoid knee-jerk reaction to the pressure of media and internet. At the moment caring Western Democracy is under as much threat as the rainforests. 

Today 15th Tuesday January 2019 - The Meaningful Vote.

I’ve been following political developments since first thing this morning. The EU didn’t seem to be able to give Theresa May any additional help. The opposing factions have been demonstrating outside Westminster making a lot of noise. The Brexiteer supporters have been ringing the Liberty Bell continuously. There were many EU flags and people demanding a People’s Referendum in Parliament Square.

The assumption has been that Theresa May‘s deal would be defeated. If she had lost by less than 70 votes it would probably, at this stage, have been seen as a small victory! Parliament, in the person of The Speaker seem determined to take back some of the control of democracy. (The number of amendments allowed to be debated before the main vote was restricted to 4.) 

Many British citizens interviewed on television are losing their nerve, they just want to see acceptance of a EU deal however poor it is. They are clearly missing the incredible importance of getting this decision right for them and following generations. I believe a small majority of the people would probably now rather stay in Europe. but after the events of the last two and a half years the ingrained bitterness will be very difficult to overcome. A universally acceptable binary outcome is virtually impossible. We could be heading towards a soft Brexit which would actually be a compromise between the two polarised opinions, but that would seem to be unacceptable to both factions.

This evening, in the calm before the storm, I was having my dinner listening to a live commentary from Westminster on the radio. They were estimating a government loss in the order of 150. (The 1st amendment to the Bill giving the UK the sole right to cancel the Irish backstop was really heavily defeated!) There was a report just before 19:35 that the vote NO lobby was apparently “Heaving with Tories”  This was an indication that the margin of defeat for the government was going to be even higher than estimated.

When the result came in at 19:40 it proved to be a landslide defeat for Theresa May’s deal.  432 MPs voted against the deal and only 202 supported it. This was the biggest ever defeat in history for a government in power. At 19:46 Jeremy Corbyn, the leader of the opposition, immediately tabled a motion of no confidence In the government. (Junker said, “Time is running out” at 19:57.)

So what next?

The vote of no confidence in the Government will surely fail, because the Tories consistently rally round their Tory flag. Corbyn fell straight into May’s trap by jumping in too quickly. Tories will not vote against their own except at the 11th hour to avoid a No deal!

Labour will now have to make clear their policy on Brexit because they will not get the option of a General Election and therefore Corbyn will be forced by a large number of his own MPs to consider a second referendum of some sort. 

The EU have all the strong cards in the negotiation process and amazingly 27 European countries are still more unified that the UK parliament.

There seems no outcome that will make everyone happy. May tried to people please but her red lines of ’No Free Movement’ and not being part of the Customs Union were always going to be contentious. Unfortunately she stuck to these to appease her own right wing Tories. I believe many people voted to be less controlled by the EU, but not to leave all its economic institutions.

So now May’s compromise deal has been comprehensively rejected by all parties, the options seem to be no Brexit, no deal or a very hard Brexit; none of which would make the majority of the electorate happy. Maybe it will have to go back to the people in the form of a referendum to choose between one of these options, because of the parliamentary impasse. 

Has the UK’s Brexit protest vote finally come up against the buffers of reality?!   

Answer : Not yet. but it’s getting closer!

 

WO No.1

#WattsOccurring? No.1

In the cafe…

Using my name and also as a tribute to one of my favourite urban philosophers, Nessa of Gavin and Stacey fame, I’m going to start communicating in a bloggish way with yous!! I don’t yet how often I’m going to do this and it may come in the form of written word, audio and pics - even the odd video.

I’ve usually steered clear of sharing pictures of my breakfast, outlining the route of my latest bicycle journey, or commenting on popular TV shows. Like everyone else I have strong opinions on things cultural, political, sporty and stylish, but I’m much too lazy to contribute a regular column or serious blog. 

Many things I write will be trite, childish and mundane, but that doesn’t seem to have stopped most other bloggers. I do use a number of swear words. Although I’ve had an education, no amount of eloquent sentences can replace the succinct beauty of “For fuck sake!” or just plain “Bollocks!” I’ve noticed that even my most accomplished journalist friends are not averse to dropping the odd ‘penis’ into their learned paragraphs - And why not? 

I also hope to also involve/interview some of my friends and other people I admire.

In the cafe this morning :-

On politics - I was mainly laughing about tomorrow’s vote in Westminster on ‘Dancing Theresa’s’ EU deal. (By the way do you all think she should guest as Mrs.Burns in the Simpsons?) My view is that despite a few parliamentarians growing some balls, the vote will be extremely close and the reality buffer has yet to stop Brexit in all but name only. But it will come. Nobody gets away long-term with denying facts and truth - Not even Dismal Donald. Incidentally what’s happened to that old American democratic institution known as rub out the president and blame the Mafia, FBI, Putin’s plastic surgeon, Sundar Pichai or even KFC? Come on you Americans!

On music - I was enjoying some Bad Bunny with my poached eggs, especially the track with animal noises at the front. Then I was marvelling at the power and energy of my favourite millennial Chilli Peppers tracks. My listening was cut short when I dropped half my space pen into my flat white. I bloody love good coffee made for me in a cafe!

if you have any comments or questions for me then I will be pleased to hear them - probably!

Enough.

(I write in places like this!)