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2001-08-23

In facts from the weird side #far-to-low, I’ve learnt that it is possible to actually affect people with tv-commercials. J.C. — a clothes chain store — have had a growth on 14% since they started using a commercial with a rather annoying tune. The song in question is Japanese pop, which does account for the “annoying” bits. Even worse, it’s probably a fake and not really from the land that gave us Akira Kurosawa.

Now, as someone said on Usenet — the name escapes me for the moment, so expect a correction later Chad Orzel and none other — “No matter how bad it is, Japanese Pop are worse.” I do tend to agree most of the time; Japanese Noise is Really Good though.

However, it does look kind of neat. Especially the one where they do a silly dance in the kitchen, but I don’t see how this can make people leap up from their favourite chair and run of to buy some clothes. The clothes are totally uninspired and look like the cotton-wear you’ll find most everywhere, just a tad more expensive. I honestly didn’t think the pr-men had that kind of access to the hive-mind.

Things to arrive in my mailbox as of next week:

• Michael Moorcock: Mother London
• Edward Savio: Idiots in the Machine
• James Blaylock: Homunculus
• Dorothy Parker: Collected Prose and Poetry

At the end of next week my first semester of English starts, and before that I’ll have an Semiotics-exam and a new story arch on Doctor Who. Pffth, and they said nothing new ever happens in my life.

It the Dorothy Parker-book I await the most. That and the two Flash Girls records, but the cds will probably take somewhat longer time, being ordered from the other side of the big pond.

Oh, and the bookstore seem to have received some of the works by Chuck Palahniuk, Brenda Clough and Emma Bull as well. This means that in the next couple of weeks I’ll be in a state of constant euphoria.

And on the comic front, there’s this interview with Matt Wagner on Sequential Tart where he talks about his many projects as writer, cartoonist and as a painter coverboy.

“Stayed in faceless motels and just tried to get back into the Kevin Matchstick headspace. The last night, I stayed in a slightly nicer place that had large glass doors that faced onto the beach. A fierce storm struck the coast that evening and the sight of this yawning darkness that battered and shook the only barriers between me and it was quite an inspiration. It figured heavily into the series’ conclusion. Mage is draining, but I’d say any self-examination should be so. I always come out of it feeling stronger and saner than when I began.”
-- Matt Wagner about Mage

Which I think proves that the human mind was not made to work correctly in hot and beautiful weather — beautiful in other people’s terms, my definition of good weather is rain. Rain and about 15 degrees C. Hardly anyone else agrees about this though, but their opinion is inevitably wrong.