Indifferent Ignorance Awards 2015

Here we go again…

Record of the Year

My stereo has been home to two CDs more than any others this year: Chantal Claret’s Battles of a Heavy Heart, which if God existed would be available in all good music shops with a world tour. As it is you can buy it directly from Chantal’s site and follow her on social media to pretend she’s on a world tour.

The second CD actually came out last year, but I am always late to the music party, so I would like to highly recommend this Hozier chap. I think he may go on to big things. Remember when I lost my shit over the Take Me to Church video? Make a sequel.

I’ve also recently fallen back in love with Fall Out Boy (thank you to whoever made a Tumblr edit to The Kids Aren’t Alright and The Raven Cycle). FOB are a band I forget I love until I’m listening to them, then I can’t remember why I don’t listen more often. I got American Beauty/American Psycho a few weeks ago and my ears are so happy they want to set something on fire.

Video of the Year

I forgive you for Call Me Maybe, Carly Rae Jepsen. I’ve also come to really love Call Me Maybe.

Book of the Year

This is hard. There’s The Raven Cycle, which has stolen my heart (and will break my heart when it concludes in April), When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit… but because I didn’t do book reviews when I read them, and because I went to a talk with the authors who were lovely:

The Art of Being Normal by Lisa Williamson

I wish this had existed five or ten years ago. Basic summary: there is a kid who is transgender. I can’t tell you any more than that because there are twists (don’t worry, she doesn’t ‘go back to normal’), but I finished it in an afternoon and it’s amazing.

Trouble by Non Pratt

A girl called Hannah gets in trouble. Some random guy offers to help her out. ‘In trouble’ means pregnant, by the way.

The ‘I Saw This Shit Live’ News Story

Once upon a time there was a Liberal Democrat named Paddy Ashdown. As it became apparent that his party lost a general election more severely than Sepp Blatter lost his morals, he refused to believe the exit poll and threatened to eat his hat if the poll turned out to be correct.

Then, like all good politicians, he did a U turn. The end.

The ‘My Twitter Timeline United Like It Never Has Before’ News Story: Equal Marriage

I’ve never seen so many people so happy as when Ireland held its referendum and when the US Supreme Court sorted their shit. I do have quite a selective timeline, apart from that one day I accidentally followed the Westboro Baptists, but it’s not usually entirely focussed on one thing. So I think everyone should be allowed to get married, all the time, because it makes everyone stupidly happy.

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Even lawyers win when love wins

The Homophobic Dick Award: Kim Davis

So it turns out not everyone was stupidly happy about letting the queers get married. Some were stupidly stupid. I will devote no more of my time to her than this paragraph.

The Indifferent Ignorance Ignorance Fuck Award: Donald Trump and Daesh

I am upset that this year, like most others, one winner of this particular category is American. Come on, rest of the world, raise your game. Although reluctant to pay either of them any more attention, I felt that both Trump and Daesh deserve the award for similar reasons: they are both ignorant of human empathy, dangerous when armed and an embarrassment to their respective cultural and racial groups. I actually chose Trump before Muslim Visa Gate, but that clinched it. America, if you’re reading, kindly do not allow this gentleman to run your country. Sincerely, everyone. I was going to ignore Daesh as one does an attention-seeking child and Katie Hopkins, but if they are reading this then they’ve sat through Tom Hanks lipsyncing, a video of two men kissing and Paddy Ashdown, so they’ve got a good idea of what hell will look like when they get there.


 

All right, that’s it for 2015. I think next year I will keep track of people who are doing their bit to eradicate ignorance of the likes of Trump and co. Doctors, artists, civil rights activists, etc. Balance the decent person:motherfucker ratio. My instinct tells me we’ll need them when the US election heats up if not before.

Happy new year to everyone!

Sunday CDs

I woke up earlier today than I do on days when I set my alarm, and the general sense of accomplishment from an extra hour’s being awake is a bit amazing. I haven’t done much, unless you consider two cereal-based meals and several run throughs of a Lily Allen CD ‘productive’.

I do.

Speaking of CDs, has everyone ordered Chantal Claret’s new record?

See, you should. Go here ASAP. I’m jazzed to get it, partly because Chantal is my favourite musician to dance around my room to, and partly because I’m excited that a legit professional artist person decided last week to release a handmade CD instead of going through the rigmarole of a record label. It makes me want to hand-staple a novel, you know?

I’m going back to my very busy schedule of enjoying Sunday so I don’t burn out by Tuesday now… have a good one!

This Post Contains the Best Thing I’ve Ever Made.

Working on the Indifferent Ignorance Awards because 2014 is horribly close (I always hate the imminent year, like it’s bullying the current one or something) and I’m not sure what the ‘novelty’ categories should be. I mean, I’m thinking that I should get either the best friend ever award, or best card ever award, but I think in the spirit of democracy you guys should nominate me.

Via Chloe

The Outside

The Inside

The Inside

From Chloe’s Tumblr. This is probably a good time to mention that I also have a Tumblr. I’m mostly telling you because if anyone stumbles across it and is all “Francesca y u no tell”, you’ll know my answer – you use phrases like “y u no tell”. Plus it’s a good way of keeping track of artists I like and is a nice forum to test-drive possible future work (as well as being somewhere for me to vomit my love for various things, which I will continue to do here but with more emphasis on making sense). I’m not abandoning you, little blog. I just sometimes need somewhere to express my inner book-based feelings. Oh sod it.

This song is beautiful and perfect.

This song is if Rick Riordan gave certain people a glimpse of happiness.

This lady’s art will one day kill me. Look at it. Look.

 

Moving Image Appreciation Post #3

Haven’t done one of these in ages. Let’s go!

Bearanormal Activity

Jimmy and Chantal used to have a foster dog. Sometimes he’d steal things.

 

God’s Diary is Embarrassing

 

There’s a thought.

The 7 Worst Things About Wearing Glasses

 

I like to wear contacts and glasses, depending on the day or event, although I’ve been on a glasses spurge recently because I’ve been so busy and tired. When it snows, I’m whipping those lenses out so fast you won’t have time to say “Are those actual Ray Bans?” (Yes they are.)

Siberian Husky Dog Plays In A Giant Pile Of Leaves

Fred and this pooch have a lot in common.

 

Holiday Post 2013 #2: Indifferent Ignorance Awards 2012

I never published the Awards at the end of 2012 because there was so much going on, but having taken eight months to get my shit done, I think it’s time to celebrate 2012.

Comedian of the Year: Tim Minchin

I was seriously worried that I was going to fail my Maths GCSE because I discovered Tim during study leave. I didn’t – and his atheism, beat poetry and contribution to Jesus Christ Superstar has helped me with my RS ever since. Amen.

 

Album of the Year: The One, The Only… by Chantal Claret

I had this on my iPod permanently during the summer; it’s so happy and catchy and funny and it’s really, really, weird to hear Jimmy on a record that doesn’t involve rapping.

 

Best PR Stunt: Mindless Self Indulgence’s Kickstarter and Conventional Weapons‘ Release

Oh my God, that Kickstarter video. I paid $30 for the deluxe CD, and it was worth every penny. If you’re going to see them at the Koko in November, drop me a line so we can wave at each other in the line.

Conventional Weapons was strange for me because I was a bit out of touch with MCR when it was announced, and over the months of its release I was out of touch with everything else too. I love it, though, and I love this band.

Best Book to Film Adaptation: The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I was ready to hate the film, and didn’t. A few days after I saw it at the cinema with my friends, I looked up the trailer and was horrified. I texted Hollie “Found a US trailer for ‘Perks’. It was terrible.” She replied, “Fantastic, no one will watch it.”

 

I re-watched the film in April, and it clicked. (The book clicked on the second read too; I think Charlie has to grow on you for you to truly get him.) Ezra was perfect as Patrick and it’s nice that some other people thought so too.

Employee of the Year: Todd at Starbucks

Todd served my friends and I when we went to drink coffee and be nice to one another just before Christmas. We goaded him about the taxes thing, and instead of spitting in our drinks, he handed me an open letter that Starbucks had published explaining their lack of illegal non-tax-paying activity. I’ve deep-filed it with my Politics work, so have butchers here.

Come to think of it, he may still have spat in our drinks.

Mm, and his name may have been George.

Embarrassing Moment of the Year: Hollie and Jimmy Urine’s Microphone/Finger/Face Incident(s)

I’m not sure if they’ve been captured on video, but if you were at the MSI show at the HMV Forum last October, you’ll know Hollie as the girl who spoke into Jimmy’s microphone. ‘Nuff said.

The Indifferent Ignorance ‘Ignorant Fuck’ Award – The American Republican Party, Or UKIP

Okay, so they’re basically the same thing, but whatever. I really don’t like politicians, especially ones who think that abortion is bad because rape isn’t bad… or whatever the fuck they said.

Right, now that’s done for this year, I should probably start working out the 2013 awards, going by my track record…

Filler Post WITH DANCE MOVES

I’ve been so busy that I a) haven’t noticed that it’s been forever since I posted and b) haven’t sorted out the next Morocco Diary for publication, because of a).

So, er, since I’m still busy, I recommend you all spend time enjoying the excellent music of Chantal Claret, whose album I ordered last week (I ordered Frankenstein Girls too but can’t be bothered to YouTube that):

Can I dance like her, please?

Actual talking to come. Probably. Also, happy Armed Forces day to all the people crazy and brave enough to fight for a puny, irritating country. That’s a compliment, I swear.

Happy (Belated) International Women’s Day, Here’s Everything I Want to Talk About Using that Header.

Let me start of by saying, lovely blog, that I am very sorry to have ignored you recently. So I’m going to attempt to put everything cool that I’ve seen recently into one post and give it the theme of belated International Women’s Day.

First up: Chantal Claret’s new video for Pop Pop Bang Bang! I love the song because it is crazy and catchy and the video because it’s crazy and amazing. That said: you can tell what the content is in the first twenty-five seconds. If you think you’re going to have a problem, click pause (if you think you might and don’t click pause, kindly don’t complain about it after).

My favourite detail there has to be Chantal’s nails – everything’s got this classy kind of feel (tattoos and dead naked girls aside) and then you see this flash of yellow and pink on her hands, it’s fun.

Secondly: http://www.thewebways.net is open for business. The MCRmy Census will go up there when the results are published this summer, and in the mean time have a browse of the content and, if you have anything to submit, let me know.

While we’re on the subject of My Chem…

Thank you to Hayley for taking the picture and four for making the Exterminate template. New profile picture? Let’s face it, it shows little of my actual features and looks nothing like me… It’s perfect. Continuing the MCR theme and the IWD theme:

I mean, there are women in it…. Mum thought Gerard was a woman when she watched it… It counts.

Finally, this goes out to anyone who’s ever been on a plane:

Thanks to Roxy for that. There will be more posts pretty soon, if everything goes according to plan. Which it won’t. But I promise not to take ten days to update. Promise.

Frank and I’s Name, Cake, Morningwood

I paused in my surfing of the Interwebz the other day and noticed that it’s been more than a week since I blogged. Ruby said “Shame on you, Francesca,” and she’s right, so here’s some nice old-fashioned madness:

  • On Saturday I learnt how to spell Frank Iero and I’s name in Greek (I realise it’s not strictly necessary to mention Frank, but it means I have another tag and something else to work with when it comes to titling this thing):

  • Happy birthday Chantal Claret! Let’s all be bummed we aren’t seeing Morningwood’s last shows with Mindless in a few months (if you are seeing them, pffft).
  • I just saw an Umbrella Academy poster in the comic book shop in The Big Bang Theory.
  • WordPress decided ‘titling’ isn’t a word.
  • It’s taken me almost two hours to write this, which is longer than parts of 10 Days. but in my defence I have spent the evening making cakes (not pancakes. That was last week).