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Who's that coming around the bend? Not Santa in his supersleigh! Why it's Wozza in his Christmas jumper!!
A very Merry Christmas to all of you Wozza's Place readers out there in the outer reaches of the blogosphere.
Love and peace - Wozza
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Not gonna make any apologies about the musical themes to recent posts.
Having the new turntable, and therefore quality sounds for my vinyl, has reinvigorated me.
Music for me is like the LOML's need for a horse fix. recently, she was finally able to get her riding back on track with a visit to a local riding stables. She was beaming!
It's important.
My life feels seriously diminished without music - whether it be blasting some Def Leppard in the car, being amazed to Bod Dylan's outtakes from Blood On The Tracks on my ipod, or grooving at home to The Four Tops and The Supremes (yes, current listening pleasure is being provided by their 1970 album together - The Magnificent Seven).
Love and peace - Wozza
P.S. Deeply ashamed this week to be an Aucklander. Rest in peace Grace.
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Very true.
Last night, I unpacked my new turntable - Edwards Audio Apprentice 77, new Denon amplifer, new Dali speakers, and new copy of The Beatles' Abbey Road.
Combined, it's a thing of beauty. I watched it do it's magic throughout side 1 before I figured the neighbours above and below might be getting a tad twitchy.
Oh, and Come Together still sounds like pure joy.
Love and peace - Warren Ono Purdy
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Walking towards The Emirates on the weekend, I spied a HiFi shop on Holloway Road. Bartletts HiFi to be precise.
With LOML egging me on, I walked out with some great new kit - Denon amplifer, Edwards turntable and some classy speakers.
So, now I needed to find a vinyl copy of Abbey Road. My quirky ritual for any new stereo set up (moving house for instance) is to play my vinyl copy to test the sound.
Can't beat that moment when needle hits vinyl and Come Together rolls out its magnificence.
Chaldon Books and Records had a second hand copy for 30 quid but I figured - new stereo equals new copy. Luckily, yesterday, Fives on the Broadway in Leigh-on-sea had a fresh, remastered edition for 22 pounds.
Back of the net.
Love and peace - Wozza
P.S. The Arsenal walloped Spurs 4-2 in the afternoon to cap off a perfect day!
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| JMP - party girl! |
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'Steady' was what my grandfather (I called him Deedoo) would say to me from time to time.
He meant, slow down. Or, go gently. The Chinese version of that is beautiful [take a listen here].
After three months of living in the UK, I'm yet to get fully in my blog groove. But xúxú.
These things take time. Like giving birth.
Three years ago in dog years (28th of November 1991), a momentous event happened, as we welcomed Jade Michelle Purdy to Planet Earth.
As she is expecting her first child in April next year she will soon know first hand what an amazing transformational moment that can be.
Pure joy.
Happy birthday DLG.
Love - dad
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A few posts ago I mentioned the ipod situation.
It's a classic (pun intentional) case of brand obsolescence.
My ipod Classic's battery is giving up the ghost. After turning down the offer to queue to make an appointment to talk about it at Stratford City Mall, I decided to buy a replacement and transfer my music files.
Not so fast. The ipod Classic is no more (rather unfortunate name then, huh Apple).
Seems Joe Public doesn't use them much now - all bright shiny phones and Spotify.
What they could and did sell me was an ipod Touch. It appears to be an iphone apart from the fact you can't use it as a phone! But I can store music on it. Wahoo.
Now the problem centres on how I can retrieve stuff from my ipod Classic and put on my ipod Touch.
Not straight forward and I am still to master that. Instead I've loaded my new CDs from FOPP and HMV onto it. My new vinyl, hopefully, to come after I've transferred them into MP3 files.
Complicated.
As you know, Occam's razor is deep in my DNA and all this faffing about is wounding my soul.
Hey ho.
Love and peace - Wozza
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Caterham's high street, like most high streets from what I can see, has a profusion of charity shops and that means loads of quality DVDs and CDs on offer.
Problem is that many of the DVDs are available on Netflix. But once in a while I come across an interesting one that probably isn't.
Magic Trip (Ken Kesey's Search for a Kool Place) was gobbled up for a quid!
Of course, I had to watch it when the LOML was otherwise engaged because it was mos def not her cup of Kool.
But I loved it - Ken Kesey (of Merry Prankster/ Further/ One Flew Over...fame) was left of centre and so were his mates: Neal Cassady comes across as a complete nutter; Jack Kerouac severely a fish out of water; Allen Ginsberg a star struck kid and the Grateful Dead as acid head doodlers.
So yeah, I guess there's an element of truth to the film - these people existed and the times were what they were.
Given my love of the beat poets and the Dead it was great viewing.
Love and peace - Wozza
