Friday 23 April 2010

Perpetual spring classic



A cup of tea, a cigarette, a bun.

It's like, I can't get past that s&m barrier. `cause, I like, as I'm drinking something like whiskey or lager, it's actually painful to drink first of all.
Pour you a double?
Is that a double? you want a double ? ? ?
Cigarette?
I don't smoke, but, you know, er...
Crisps?
Four bottles of malibu, bob knows the address. a malibu, a coke and chinese food.

Their finest moment in my opinion. An out and out British classic.

Introducing the Style Council





As Robert Elms' four-fer for today is the Style Council, it seems fitting to post a short word about them. I have loved the Style Council since I was a teenager and at one point had every release bar a few Japanese only imports on vinyl, when they got lost & borrowed never to be returned I had them all on CD, they of course have now all been converted to MP3.

However, what I really loved about them was their look, well their early look up until Our Favourite Shop, when it all went a bit wrong. I love the British take on continental cool in these early days; and although it doesn't really work on Kilburn High Road - its the type of outfit that if you wore on holiday, they might serve you in the shop in the local language.

Thursday 15 April 2010

A true casual for the modern era



I love reading this fella's posts and these shoes are exactly the reason why. A true casual for the modern era. Plus he notes nuts in may, rambling and beer as other interests which is enough for me.

On taking my seat, the first thing I do is a crowd scan to see if anybody has made an effort.

By effort, I don't include morbid obesity with a shaved head and Henri Lloyd button down; or tanning yourself orange, spiking your hair and wearing a Lyle and Scott repro. Don't even get me started on Fila and Tacchini 'vintage', the only place for this is on the way to the pool whilst staying at Pikes.

http://one-up-manship.blogspot.com/2010/04/thorogood-oxfords.html

Sunday 11 April 2010

Recent Activity

I am starting to suffer less with the effects of S.A.D. now the clocks have gone forward and we have enjoyed the first freakishly hot day of the year. The one day where everyone goes out in a t-shirt, then about 4 o'clock wishes they had bought a coat as its now freezing.

I recently had afternoon tea at the National Dining Rooms, great location overlooking Trafalgar Square and nice tea & cakes as well.

I have also recently eaten at Bob Bob Rickard's in Soho. I had read mixed reviews, a particularly virulent one from AA Gill, but as he had given Polpo 5 out of 5 before Christmas and I really thought that just ok, I thought we'd at least try it. Unfortunately, he was half right, the decor and ambiance of the place is pretty impressive and the drinks menu is good. My companion had a rhubarb gin and tonic which was superb. However, the food in my opinion was just ok - and when you compare it to the similarly priced Wolseley, well you just can't compare it actually, it falls well short.

Later that afternoon I went to the Lowlander on Drury Lane, fantastic selection of Belgian & Dutch beers, including about 10 on tap from what I could see. They also had a couple of bottles of Verboden Vrucht my favourite Belgian beer. That said, I think the bar staff could have been a bit friendlier.

I have recently frequented the The Clifton in Maida Vale, the Audley in Mayfair and the Star & Garter in Soho, always good to have a list of suitable boozers in your moleskine.

I also enjoyed a dinner at Fakhreldine in Piccadilly. I've been going past it on the bus for years and always thought it was an Arabian disco, it is in fact a Lebanese restaurant and delicious it is too. Although, from what I could make out, all the main courses were the same, minced lamb in various shapes and orientations, with/without skewers in flat breads.

Saturday 10 April 2010

A Requiem for Detroit


Very good film charting both the rise and decline of Detroit, and to serve as a warning that this is what's in store for the rest of the post industrial world. Although, I think the post industrial warning was a little bit of scaremongering. It already happened in Liverpool in the 80s. The parallels are clear.