James Bond Theme Tunes: Definitive Guide

There has been some talk in the Twitterverse of the best/worst Bond theme tunes.

In order to settle the argument, I feel I should re-print the research I undertook back in January. And I don't think anybody read it first time around, so I'm hoping I'll get away with it.

As you can see, the quality of the the Bond theme tune is inversely proportional to the quality of the actual film.

I have displayed this theory in a graph and so it is now a FACT.

In order to compile these results, I listened to every Bond theme and watched all the films. I then ignored all the ones that didn't apply. I think my research methods will stand up to scrutiny.

Take that, Ben Goldacre.

Childhood Perversions Part 3.

The Better Half and I like to encourage creativity in Kids A - C. Sometimes, though, things go awry. A little while ago, Kid B appeared to have manufactured a cock and balls.

She's her father's daughter, alright.

I've just remembered that my mother reads this blog. She must be so proud.

Before anyone calls social services, remember that I have a mug

Nick Griffin: Renaissance Man

Just running through some stuff that I was mucking around with recently but didn't actually post. I noticed that Nick Griffin has scribbled something out in crayon and somebody has published it under the title "Folk & Nation: Underpinning the Ethno-State".

If you note at the bottom, it's 22 pages long which makes Dale M. Courtney look like Leo Fucking Tolstoy.

But the interesting thing to note is the "Customers Who Bought Related Items Also Bought..." 'Mein Kampf', works on Mosley and 'The Culture of Fascism".

But neither Griffin, nor his supporters are fascists, right? They just like reading about them. Possibly with their lips moving along with the words.

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H1N1: It's Got a Lot Worse. Possibly.

According to my local newspaper's front page, Swine Flu has got a hell of a lot worse, mutated and has now started infecting P.C.'s.

Or the proofreader simply didn't get the irony of the choice of headline wording.

Childhood Perversions Part 2

I bow to no-one in my admiration of the children's television show 'Yo! Gabba! Gabba!'

It has phenomenally cool bands and guests. The lead singer of Devo shows you how to draw happy faces, Elijah Wood dancing like a puppet,  Jack Black doing the disco roll... Err... the Ting Tings.

Really, if you haven't seen it, check it out. 

But is it really advisable to have a character that looks like a dildo that has been ribbed for her pleasure?

Author of the Year

Thanks to @patkelleher via @danrebellato, I have discovered the awesome literary powers of Dale M. Courtney. 

I present for your consideration the author's own description for his epic space opera 'Moon People'.

Did you like it? It's real good, isn't it? Would you like to know more of the continuing adventures of David Braymer?

Well, don't worry. He's only written a bloody sequel in which Commander Braymer does "a genesis on Mars that turns out surprisingly good". It's his 'Godfather II'.

But Mr. Courtney is not only a visionary, he has the ear of the President and was responsible for the release of the British sailors held hostage by Iran a few years ago. Well, according to his biography.

The 'Moon People' novels appear to be two parts of a trilogy. But if you can't wait for 'Moon People 3' (as I presume it will be titled), the man has a blog in which he bangs on about some guy called Ben Laden (who I presume is someone he works with and steals his sandwiches?)

I'm just praying that this guy isn't the same Dale M. Courtney who's a nuclear engineer in the US Navy, or we're all royally fucked.

I'm going to hell, aren't I?

Blog-o-Sphere Hive Mind! Hear My Call!

Hello

Don't worry. I'm working on something funny. Honestly.

In the meantime, can I ask your opinion on something? I'm very bad at making decisions and then I can blame you if it all goes horribly wrong.

You know how people dust off their tennis rackets during Wimbledon? Well, I'm like that during the festival season. But with guitars.

I'm chomping at the bit to start playing (badly) again and form a band. Don't get me wrong here, I have no designs on rock and roll stardom (quite frankly, I need my sleep these days)

The way I see it, there are two ways to go. First, is a fun punk covers band playing the songs that I'd like to hear in the pub (the Ramones, Clash, Pistols, Green Day kinda thing)

Second is doing "original material" but with that I tend to write in a Teenage Fanclub/Neil Young/The Hold Steady way. But not as good.

What would you rather listen to in a scummy pub over a pint of snakebite and black?