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Friday evening marked both the lowest and the highest I’ve felt for a long time. Cash is at an all time low, again, after by budgeting fuck up at the start of the month. I’ve half of the £20 my dad loaned me plus a couple of quid in coins left (the bus fares for next week will be £8.40 >_<). I've been working through the tins of food I've accumulated in the last 12 months but have never been interested in eating. There's, like, a whole vertical slice of fish in a tin of pink salmon, spine bone and all! *wonders what he'll find inside the Asda value tin labelled 'Chunky Chicken'*

I was feeling incredibly anxious and jittery for the whole evening at Scope on Friday. I was happier with my second more upbeat electroie set than I was with my first, and I kept managing to forget the name of the track I was wanting to play next and stressing out about it. I was actually quite upset the night was the same date as Sin as I know how miffed I'd be if I had to choose between two events I'm really interested in which are on at the same time, especially as Sin is the only other regular event in Dundee I know I'll hear tracks I really enjoy listening to outside of my flat. The nightmarish feeling that I'm inconveniencing and annoying certain people because of my defective people skills has been with me once again for the last few weeks. I'd like to think things will be better next month cash wise, although I've still got to pay back for the Stag Do tickets and arrange transport and accommodation for his and ’s wedding next Saturday. I try to force thoughts of my problems out of my mind when I’m stressed, leaving things till the last minute then cursing myself for being so silly. Anyway. Just as I arrived at Sin, what should start but The Hand That Feeds, although it was the original rather than that supa-extended-outro-for-beatmatching(-which-isn’t-done-at-sin) mix. The two hours of the night I caught were enjoyable; least I thought so after I dropped. Then I felt normal again. Well, better than normal, but I have been in a bit of a rut recently. A trio of munters arrived back at mine shortly after sin where we had Good Times. Slept till 11ish then spoke to on the phone for a couple of hours. She’s so sweet and cute :) Passed out until 7pm then generally sat in front of the net for the whole evening, taking time out to experiment with different toppings for Matzos crackers. Mmm… thick creamy Philadelphia…

P.S. ; is this what you were looking for?

• “The lost levels of Super Mario Bros 3.”
• Half life 2: Aftermath details and screens
• “Does the Road to the Future End at Dubai?” asks the article; certainly not I say.
• “Just a page to catalogue all the crazy Revolution controller mockups we’ve seen.”
• More about The Optimus Keyboard – amazing, something I gotta get when it comes out.
• “This chair is designed to hold a piece of fruit so a lapdancer can grind the juice out of it.” – surely an interesting addition to one’s toybox.
• “Plan 9 From Outer Space (1959). Often billed as the worst movie ever made, and not entirely undeserving of the title, this is a masterpiece of Ed Wood’s making.”
• “The FLORA (Fluorescent Light Organizing Radio Accessory) is a location-aware watch that helps people locate others, a mixture of a compass and the game ‘Hot and Cold’”
• “Drug suspects devise rocket to fly away with evidence” – that reminds me, I’ve always wanted to make the rocket launcher that fires oranges from the Jolly Roger’s Cookbook.
• “Thanks to the extra grunt of the Xbox 360’s ATI-designed Xenos GPU, the trackside eye candy is clothed in super-sharp 1024×1024 textures, rendered in astounding detail.” Looks sweet, but the proof is in the pudding.

Right, so which of you miserable lot will be going to Infest? How are Dundee peeps getting down? We’ll have to arrange something so all those going for the student halls can all register at the same time to get rooms near each other. Traveling wise, I’m probably going to be going by train, that is unless anyone has any car space available?

Scope is back for another round of scrummy electro goodness next Friday (22nd of July) at Drouthy Neebors, 8:30pm onwards. Free entry, plus there’s a competition! Check the site for last month’s track listing and a 30 min demo mp3. That’s the same night as Sin btw. Anyone’s interested in crashspace?

P.S. Check out my lame attempt to garner attention. Must banish those roots before Infest.

This one’s all about images.

• “They slice us, they disintegrate us, they roast us alive, they level our greatest monuments and pinpoint our deepest fears. But they also transport us, link us, serve us, protect us and illuminate the path to fortune and glory. They are beams, the glowing lances of focused radiation that have lit up our movie screens – and our imaginations – since some unknown caveman accidentally scratched a birchbark negative and became prehistory’s first FX guy. Here at the dawn of 2005’s summer blockbuster season, it’s as good a time as any to look back and salute the Great Beams of Film!” – link
• “WHAT: An alarm clock that wakes you up with the smell and sizzle of cooking bacon. HOW: A frozen strip of bacon is placed in the Baker module the night before. … Once the alarm goes off, it sends a signal to a small speaker to generate the alarm sound. We hacked it such that the signal is re-routed by a microchip that in responds by sending a signal to a relay that throws the switch to power a halogen lamp in the ‘baker module’ that slow-cooks the bacon in about 20 minutes.” – link
• “Mr. Rau drives an Audi. Audis now come with stylish ignition keys designed to house the key inside a holder, preventing rips and wear on pocket liners. You push a button on a flat two-inch shaft and the key slides out. As he demonstrated it, Mr. Rau could see the word forming in the minds of the screeners, now three, on his case: switchblade.” – link
• “Francois and Magda Boljau were shocked to find the gravediggers holding a party in a shed at the cemetery, reports Het Nieuwsblad. Mrs Bolijau said: ‘It was happening only 15 metres from his grave. The music of ‘Sex bomb, sex bomb’ was coming very loud from the loudspeakers’” – link
• “What follows is a partial collection of the worst album covers ever conceived by mankind. Ranging from ‘horrible’ to ‘crimes against humanity’, you may have seen them before, but as with any affront to the senses, they bear repeating.” – link
• “Sprayonmud is a specially formulated spray-on product for anyone that wants to give friends, neighbours, colleagues or just anyone at all, the impression that they have been off-road or, at the very least, out in the country for the weekend.” – link
• “THE COMMONWEALTH OF PENNSYLVANIA, Department of General Services, State Surplus Property Division. You are bidding on One (1) Lot of One (1) Purple Sombrero – NTSA” – link (read the question at the bottom)

P.S. Cory go foo!

I’ll be announcing the scores in a couple of days so if you haven’t already done it, do it! And yes, as some have spotted, a few of the lyrics are actually samples. So? Nowt wrong with that :P

P.S. A blog post on ’s stag do is in the works, as is one for my previous trip to London. I’m very bad at getting things out of my head and onto paper or computer, always have been, always will be. Heck, I have trouble forming sentences when speaking sometimes. It can be very upsetting. *sigh* It turns out that after my outings this month I’ve only £50ish left to last me till the end of the month. Like, fux0r. Time to go die for a few hours.

Ach, time to try and kick my posting lethargy and write something about what I’ve been doing recently. Two Fridays ago I went for the first time, alone, to Disfunction, Dundee’s hard dance night. I wasn’t entirely sure what to expect when I arrived as a) I’d never been to a proper dance club night before and b) I’d been to the venue (the top floor of the City Function Suites) years ago for the punk night Entropy and knew it was a bit of a box, but when I got out of the lift I entered into a room full of smoke, lasers, glow and banging music, so I knew from the get-go I was going to have a good time. The music was rather good, at the start going between techno and trancy stuff, then later on into more harder and rhythmic stuff including gabber, nrg and hardstyle. Needless to say, I was ge’in it laldy on the dancefloor with ma glowsticks for most of the night. I was also ‘spotted‘ by someone for DontStayIn; anyone else on that? It turns out the night is on the first Friday of every second month so the next one is the 2nd of September, the weekend after Infest; anyone interested?

Got up at 5pm on Saturday then managed to drag my shattered self out to Cage. DJ Doug managed to play a fair few industrial rock tracks which was nice, although it’s really stupid that I keep going there on the off chance that something interesting could possibly be played, as I could be having a whole night of fun going to Electric Lady at The Reading Rooms; it’s just that no-one I know goes there, and I’d rather not feel lonely every time I go out. *sigh* Anyway. NIN’s ‘The Hand That Feeds’ is quickly becoming as annoyingly overplayed as Closer. I wonder if that remix with the never-ending outro will be played for a third month in a row at the next Sin. I wouldn’t put it past Matt and Baz as they’ve managed to play ¥?¥’s ¥?¥ and that bloody Boards Of Canada ‘One Very Important Thought’ track for about 5 months running. Although, saying that, Sin last month was rather enjoyable. Many good tracks played plus and were up from Edinburger which was cool. Afterwards we went back to ’s and Angel being a puppet (har-har).

I arrived in London very early on Tuesday and made my way to ’s where I helped her move some of her stuff out, played with Perl the cat, then dozed until mid afternoon. We headed out to Brixton, met up with and went to see Nine Inch Nails. As expected, it’s a tour for the new album, which truth be told I haven’t really gotten into compared with the love at first sight I had for any of his previous albums. But they did still play a good selection of older stuff I could sing along to ;) I wish I’d seen them on the Fragility tour back in 2000, but no worry; Trent will be back at some point after the next album is out and probably again after that. Crashed at ’s, got the coach back up, arrived very late on Wednesday. 24 hours later and I’d have been really fucked for getting to Victoria Bus Station on time…

P.S. Check this hard dance mix by Liam B (cheers to for that) or this stream for the kind of stuff you’d hear at Disfunction.

Shit. 24 hours ago I was in London, although I didn’t get on the tube until around noon. I hope everyone down there is ok :(

For more news, check BBC’s London blast timeline page, the Grauniad’s news blog and/or .

P.S. More links here.