If one needs further proof that the world is going to Hell in a handbasket, probably a handbasket made of some tacky synthetic material, one need only look at children's television. Once upon a time, long-eared hounds wearing tweed jackets were trusted with the task of instructing the young.
Lord Bassington-Bassington is currently investigating whether this wonderful canine known as Hector is a relative. As Hector also seemed to enjoy both neofolk and felines, there is bound to be a bond of blood somewhere.
Of course, when the Bassetocracy is finally introduced, children's television will mostly consist of reruns of Hector's House.
Thursday, 10 January 2013
Sunday, 6 January 2013
Sturm und Percht
Shameless advertising. Because Lord Bassington-Bassington rather likes the Perchten and other things Alpine.
Etiketter:
atrocious alliteration,
musical musings
Saturday, 5 January 2013
Literatura Obscura
It should be obvious to even casual readers of the Lord Bassington-Bassington Chronicles that Lord Bassington-Bassington has a deep love of small press publishing. The sort of people that, in a time of boring crime books on Kindle, put their time, passion and money into producing esoteric and lavish tomes.
So in cooperation with the now reativated club The Heretical Cellar and ultra-cool bookshop Cappelens Forslag, staff from the Chronicles have started a small project entitled Obskur Litteratur (Obscure Literature), dedicated to promoting the small press to the Oslo audience.
The idea is to have a series of evenings with what in the more disgusting end of the music industry is called a "meet and greet", where the publishers can meet a new audience.
The first installment was held a couple of months ago, when Cappelens Forslag hosted Stockholm-based Edda Publishing's Carl Abrahamsson and Fredrik Söderberg. We dare say it was a small success of sorts. So here are some pictures from the evening, courtesy of Mr. Abrahamsson and The Man from O.N.K.E.L.
Mr. Abrahamsson (right) lays down the Law...
...while Mr. Söderberg sets the standard for leg wear.
Mr. Pil Cappelen Smith, proprietor of Norway's most exciting book emporium.
(Left to right) Mr. Abrahamsson, random bald guy, Mr. Söderberg.
We are currently negotiating with several exciting small presses for further evenings. In the meantime, we'd like to remind readers that Edda has several new and intriguing releases lined up.
So in cooperation with the now reativated club The Heretical Cellar and ultra-cool bookshop Cappelens Forslag, staff from the Chronicles have started a small project entitled Obskur Litteratur (Obscure Literature), dedicated to promoting the small press to the Oslo audience.
The idea is to have a series of evenings with what in the more disgusting end of the music industry is called a "meet and greet", where the publishers can meet a new audience.
The first installment was held a couple of months ago, when Cappelens Forslag hosted Stockholm-based Edda Publishing's Carl Abrahamsson and Fredrik Söderberg. We dare say it was a small success of sorts. So here are some pictures from the evening, courtesy of Mr. Abrahamsson and The Man from O.N.K.E.L.
Mr. Abrahamsson (right) lays down the Law...
...while Mr. Söderberg sets the standard for leg wear.
Mr. Pil Cappelen Smith, proprietor of Norway's most exciting book emporium.
(Left to right) Mr. Abrahamsson, random bald guy, Mr. Söderberg.
We are currently negotiating with several exciting small presses for further evenings. In the meantime, we'd like to remind readers that Edda has several new and intriguing releases lined up.
Etiketter:
atrocious alliteration,
terrific tomes
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