Sorry, the title of this entry has nothing to do with my recent acquisition of the CD of the same name but the pitiful state of my broadband connection and my attempt to upload/download my latest demos. At the moment, I have a connection of 0.123Mb, which is equivalent to slower than a narrowband modem. I should be getting 5500Mb, but my service crapped out on Thursday and this is all the speed I can muster. I spent the last 30 minutes on the phone to a friendly Indian Call Centre chap who couldn’t believe how slow my connection was – it was so slow that when he tried to run a slow line test, the result never came back! He said that there was a fault with my connection (no…really?) and that I should be hearing from the fault department in 2-3 days. Who wants to bet a fiver that I will be calling that self-same Indian call centre in 4 days time, bemoaning the fact that the fault department were at fault for not investigating my fault and it’s not my fault, well it is my fault, but I want it fixed. 🙂
So yesterday I re-recorded another musical gem from my past. This time the song is “That Is The Way It Is” and it is a kind of Marxist protest song of sorts. Again, I recorded the orignal version back in 1999, but it wasn’t that good. But now I have the technology and can come up with better sounding rubbish songs. Again, I’ll let you hear the old version and then the new one. The new one, however, retains the same guitar solo from the 1999, though I sprinkled some patented Lock Audio Fairy DustTM over it to make it sound even more spangly.
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And here is that new version, so pin back yer lugholes, me hearties!
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And here are those all-important lyrics, so you can sing along at home – don’t forget to wave your arms around in an appropriate fashion:
That Is The Way It Is
Why should we tolerate the things we hate?
Why don’t make the rules, not take the rules?
What is this anxiety in our society?
Why do the ones with none all want some?
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Don’t bother changing things
It’s all too late
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Just get in line and take your fate
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Why do we toe the line to just fit in?
Why do we judge a man by his skin?
Why do we value those who have the most?
Why do we take the bait every day?
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Don’t bother changing things
It’s all too late
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Just get in line and take your fate
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Why do we stand in line and pretend we’re fine?
Why do we face the pain with a smile?
Why do we idolise the selfish swine?
Because we are used to it all the time
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Don’t bother changing things
It’s all too late
Cos that’s the way it is
The way it is
Just get in line and take your fate
In a dream the another night, I remember walking in Jersey with Alex. We wandered along shaded grassy woodland paths and onto the beach. For once, Alex the Wonderdog was walking like a proper dog should, without me dragging him along, and he was off the lead and enjoying himself. He responded when I called him and was generally acting in an exemplary fashion. I was very happy walking along the shoreline with my dog. Unfortunately, it was all a dream.
*** Back story, you see, Alex the Wonderdog might be a great housedog and good at barking at visitors and holding the fort, but he doesn’t like going for a walk. If you ever are taking in the delights of leafy Loughton and you see a lumpy looking fellow, huffing and puffing and dragging a large, white West Highland White behind him, that’s me walking Alex. Seriously…