Record Reconstructor

  This Week: Old Man Shakes Fist At Cloud, No, It's The Children Who Are Wrong, Tramlines Festival Roundup and a few odds and ends Behind us, a young woman is complaining in quite heated terms about her boss, who is apparently upset at the amount of time she spends going to the toilet while she should be working.  "They said I was in there for twenty minutes every hour, and it's not more than 10 or 15.  My boss said I should make better use of my breaks and not go to the loo 5 minutes after I come back from lunch, but sometimes you just need it, you know?". I know. I have some sympathy, but if you need to visit the toilet for 20% of every hour you either need to visit a doctor, or you are skiving. "My boss even told me I need to go to the doctor if it's affecting me like this, what's it got to do with her?" I'm not her boss, for the record,  I don't know who she is and couldn't pick her out of a lineup, but everyone within 50 meters in ev...

Dashboard! If there was ever any evidence that there's no established plan, no constructed content distribution schedule to this blog, let it be this - because I did a last minute pivot and devoted an entire article to this week to just a single album, this week's wrap up has thirty different albums I need to scoop up into a single post.  So I apologise is this post is interminably long, or if I cover an album with just a passing glance before moving on.  I'm also up against a deadline to get this written and published before getting in the car and driving over to Manchester for my annual Superbowl party with my friend Tom and some of my other regular NFL fantasy friends/bitter rivals. Let's just crack on, shall we? God, I'm such a nerd.  Sometimes I just need a little inspiration for where to go inside my mental band rolodex and start picking stuff to listen to, and this occurred to me last week when I listened to Silversun Pickup's Carnavas .  Well, this week ...