Quarehawk

Stipey!

Something, maybe nostalgia (or it may have been “Smithwicks”) made me do a web search for “R.E.M Slane 95″. It turned up only a handful of photos, none of the actual concert itself, and zero videos.

Whereas my sister went to Oxegen this year, and if she ever feels wistful (drunk) and wants to re-live it she’ll have pages of shaky YouTube videos to trawl through, and probably seven million pics on Flickr.

Years from now you’ll be able to have a themed Oxegen 2008 house party where you get your old gang around with cans and run the clips and the slideshow on your jumbo flatscreen. Those youngsters today with their electrical internet, they don’t know how good they have it!!!

*Shakes fist out the window at a random teenager*

On the other hand, I made this same point to a taxi driver yesterday and he said “Well what about me? My best gig ever was seeing Rory Gallagher in 1977″.

Okay well he’s totally screwed. I gave him a 2 euro tip.

Guardian columnist and zombie-fanatic Charlie Brooker.

This is part one of a series I’m doing entitled “Caricatures nobody will ever search the web for”.

Well according to this RTE News article, yes.

What’s the story get up the yard I nearly broke me shite laughing!!! Oh wait … that’s a stereotypical Dublin voice I’m doing, rather than something Irish generally. Anyhow - fair fecks to him!!! Be the jaypers he’s some man for one man!

It’s just that he’s such a bizarrely interesting-looking creature. He might turn out to be a benevolent alien being, come to educate Earth-women about loving their own bodies.

But whatever, aside from all the tv nonsense Gok Wan’s basic message about self-image is fairly sound, and can be easily summed up….

Ahem

BE. MORE. CONFIDENT.

So there you have it. Gok Wan.

[It would be immature to point out that Gok Wan is an anagram of "Go Wank"]

[Do you think I've used the term "Gok Wan" enough times in this post to make it appealing to search-engines? I certainly hope so. Gok Wan]

Magazine surveys often tell you that James Bond is the movie-character most men want to be and women want to be romanced by. But if James Bond were a real person he’d be a festering pus-bucket of STDs, and unable to get a competitive quote on life assurance.

[Also - what is a "quantum of solace"? Because I have no idea]