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Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1985. Show all posts

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Satisfaction

After all the work, I'm happy to say that www.kirkcaldybands.com is up and running and better than ever - even if I say so myself. It's amazing how a tiny little thing can mess you up at the last minute though. After pretty much three days solid working on the site, I took the plunge and deleted the old and uploaded the new. Of course it didn't work the first time. I hadn't realised that the web server at the hosting company was case sensitive. Every website needs a page called index.html in its root directory, or it won't work. My "Index.html" was the reason I had to spend 40 minutes on hold with the customer support people and the world had to do without my main website for a day and a half. It shoud have been small case "index.html" - computers, eh?
There has been some, very tentative, but very interesting, excited talk over the Kirkcaldy Bands e-mail about a possible one off reunion of one or more bands next summer. As a few band members, like me, live abroad from Kirkcaldy (imagine anyone wanting to do that), this is being planned on a long time horizon - so we are talking about next Summer. But I suppose it's been 20 years, so what's another year. If the website results in even one genuine reunion of a great band from the past, to me that'd be success beyond my wildest dreams, when this website was just a funny little idea in my head in early 2000.

Above is my favourite pic of me. It was taken during the happiest period of my life (so far, there may be another........) in late Summer 1985, in Oliver's in Kirkcaldy. My sister took this photo, I was 18 at the time. It was this jacket that I wore everywhere in 1985/6 and I wore this jacket and these sunglasses at out first gig. I still own the jacket, but didn't wear it much after 1986 and stuck it in a cupboard. In the early '90's I found it again and realised it's pockets were a funny little time capsule, stuffed with bus tickets, Bentley's party invites and other junk from the day. I think there may even be a little note that Pru, who I was secretly madly in love with in the summer of '85, wrote me.

If this one off gig comes off, I hope we can get our old band, The Surgical Wars, back together again. We'd have to be bottom of the bill, because were were shite - but it'd be fun to do it. I was just thinking that some of the children of the band members may be coming up to the ages were in the mid '80s. The jacket survives with it's time capsule pockets, contained in my Edinburgh storage locker - so I'll wear it again for the gig, if I can get into it. The sunglasses got nicked at out first gig. I think I must have taken them off between songs, so I could see the audience, put them on top of an amp, forgot about them, then of course they got nicked. The "battle of the bands" prize got nicked that day too. The 21st of February 1986 was an eventful day. Lets hope for another.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Beginning


Why do this? I have a suspicion that this blog may vanish into the sea of content that is now the internet. Back in 1996 when I first got on the wonderweb, it seemed easier to get noticed. You could put in a wrong URL have nothing happen. These days you always seem to get re-directed to some page or other that's acting as a placeholder for some company who may wish to purchase "www.bbc.co.uk" or some such variant, however unlikely that may seem. Even worse, you make a mistake and you end up on a different web site that contains content that is completely different to the content you are after. Our tool at work for recording vacation time is called "vactool". If you make a mistake with that (and I always do) you get taken off the intranet and onto the internet. Instead of recording vacation, you are tempted into a range of professional vacuum tools - just what I need when I'm rushing to get off on vacation. So I was a kind of pioneer back in 2000, with my own website and all. So is it easier to get noticed now? The website back then did a great job and a terrible job. It re-united me with some people that were very important to me from my past and also united me with many bored American school children, who had nothing important to say, beyond : "Hi, I'm Laurie and I'm bored, math is awful", you get the picture. However, I've been recently blown away by the quality of some of the content that is out there in blogland. I think the distinction from the early days of the wonderweb is that it was the (as marketeers put it), the "early adopters" of the technology who were creating the amateur content in the mid to late '90's and the early stages of the Millennia. Some was good, but some was pure cybergeek nonsense. It seems there are a lot more ordinary folks out there with ordinary, but interesting things to say. The technology has become mainstream and is driving much more interesting, relevant content. That can only be a good thing.

So I'm kinda going to gently drip some of my own material back into the vast sea of content that we have now in wonderweb land and see how I go, it seems the right time to do it. I also think I'm at an interesting juncture of my life and I have more interesting things to say now. After spending the first 38 and a half years of my life in Scotland, I moved to the wonderful, expensive, frustrating, diverse, rich, poor, risky area that is the San Francisco Bay area. OK - cliche time; you learn a lot about yourself when you move to a new country. Well, some cliche's happen to be true. You also learn a lot about your home country when you begin to see it with a foreigner's eyes. So I'm developing some new perspectives on the glorious cultural muddle that is exchanged between both sides of the Atlantic. I've been on somewhat of a voyage of self discovery (ugg that's a bit of a cliche too, two in one article) over the past 12 months or so. Becoming 40 was always a big worry to me. Some close family members had a real bad time when they were that age and the age of 40 hung over me like Banquo's ghost at the feast. So I took it upon myself to learn as much as I could about what drove me to make some choices in the past, how I was stuck in some behaviour patterns and how I could re-order some of my thinking. That's led to some real interesting change, I hope I can get round to talking more about that later.

I stopped keeping a diary at the beginning of 1985. I tend to think of the middle of 1985 as being the time that my life really began. I still think of '85 as the best year of my life (my sister has the optimistic notion that the best year of my life is maybe yet to come, I like that - Idon'thinkink I would have had that thought without some outside help!), it was mainly as a tribute to the incredibly good time I had in '85 that I started my old website. So just when it became interesting, I stopped recording my life. Tprepre-'85 entries are horribly boring, I'm glad all the diaries are locked in a storage vault thousands of miles from where I am now. e.g. "March the 1st 1981, "watched Porridge on TV"". As my life became more interesting, I stopped having time to record it. Well - OK, I was often too drunk by the end of the day in those days to manage to write anything sensible. I'd often thought about writing a diary again, but this seems better.

You have to make some sensitive choices about how much information to share with the whole world, but I like the notion of having a diary, recording stuff so you can remember your own state of mind at a particular time and at having other people somewhere out there wonderweblandand being able to share your experiences, maybe comment on them, maybe add to the total of human experience / knowledge- who knows? The danger here is that I'm one of the millions here in America who becomming cash rich (relatively) and time poor. I also work in the tech sector and I'm stuck responding to e-mails all day. So there will be somchallangeses inherent in trying to do this. Having written 1000 (or does it just feel like that of e-mails during the day, that say things like "OK, I can make 10.00 am pst meeting", I sometimes have trouble typing anything outside of work. I'm looking at the clock already and it's only 10.16 on a Sunday! But I'll see how I go, how much enthusiasm I can work up for this and how good I think my blog entries are.

So this is just a start and the picture is of my favourite, much used and much travelled iBook, with my first blog entry on it. It does however seem a bit strange that the Yahoo spell checker does not know the word "blog" , I suppose most people on this site have noticed that before. I did hear Yahoo's chief technologist at Oracle Openworld, say that Solaris was an "old fashioned OS", so what do Yahoo know......?
Tom's blog about life in America as a Scottish person, appreciating and making music, politics, travel, my own philosophy and other stuff not easy to categorise.


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I'm a 40 something Scottish person who lives in the USA. I'm also an aspiring part time musician and songwriter.