Amy Bethan Jose – an annoyingly beautiful niece.

Birchville Cat Motel: Ur-drone Emperor.

CDRs explode as the new homemade cassette labels. Well, for me anyhow.

Damn You! Know It’s Christmas – a fine way to end the year/exhaust yourself.

Europe in 6 days (see tour diary).

Foxy Digitalis

argh, Garage bands get out of my life.

html, I am now too intimate with thee for comfort (www.souvaris.com).

Infinite loops of sound/noise/delay. Yum.

John Porcellino, artistic genius, sweet guy, and album artwork practioner.

Key Skills, giving up on developing as the year progressed.

Linklater, Richard – School of Rock + Before Sunset = $$$ x critical kudos.

MA = Master of Arse.

Nottingham City Council has taken my sanity away and I want it back.

Ontological arguments, endless. Damn pseudo-intellectual flatmates.

Philip K. Dick, extremely mental/not mental bloke (who I now know too much about)

Questioning yourself about everything you do, ever. Fun.

Rehabilitating Mr Wiggles, as ever.

Sneinton, home of Notts – increasingly concentric indie-rock circles.

Twenty-three Productions – independent recording and production collective.

Unit Ama, The – officially nicest band on the planet.

Vandalising your own musical equipment/output. Consequences to come in 2005.

Waiting for The Brown Bunny (still a while to go yet it seems).

Xanax Tobin, a (rubbish) song by Tom Sweetlove that seemed to follow me around.

Your taste in everything sucks. I have been trying (failing) to revise this opinion.

Z‘ev is a pretentious wanker.

Posted: 12|22|04 at 1:21 pm. Filed under: end of year, lists.
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