12/04/2013

kite-flying

Lately, I've been going to Chichester University to study. As many people are aware, I'm serially allergic to 'revision' so, under the guise of studying, I spend my time looking at uni boys, bumming cheap cups of coffee and sitting on these ergonomic chairs that are worth the whole train journey and trek to the campus library. 

I go to the Bognor Regis campus as they recently put in a new library (so clean!) and I've never seen them check for student IDs. It comforts me that while I read / make notes - or rather, listen to music and eat chocolate - the dread that sets in when I realise that my final exams are properly near and I've not even picked up a single textbook is eradicated. Sitting in the air-conditioned atmosphere, I look around at all the students doing long essays and know that what I'm doing now is of such little importance that it's barely worth thinking about. It's a luxury that's short lived. GCSEs are just this laboured spring board up to the next level and, as long as I pass, there is no point in bending myself out of shape to fit into the structure of exams that are so formulaic that you just have to hit the criteria and you're fine. 

I'm jealous of the uni kids, but that might just be that they can just roll out of bed and bum around in the library. When I'm there, I feel part of this clique of failures. No one at the library seems on top of stuff, I think there are numerous deadlines pretty soon, so everyone hunched over at the desks are cutting it close... and I associate with this culture of being a slacker. I like the library because it appeals to me that you're always ignorant no matter how old you are and that it's just the desire to be less ignorant that keeps us in education. 

I think I'm going to go to University. Spending time with the foolish ones who live intravenously off of caffeine  and go in pajamas to the library (not kidding) makes me feel less of a failure when I compare myself to my classmates who have revision timetables. Revision timetables???

Someone once said that you must never let your schooling get in the way of your education and my only goal in life is to be the aimless patron saint of that adage. 

09/04/2013

Swim Deep



This is so lovely. I think Swim Deep are great. I managed to see them at the Concorde 2 in October and they were wonderful, both playing and as people. Despite the intelligence of this song, they were actually lacking seriousness in a very big way... this song seems to be a step up from the rest of their stuff. I recommend them as a band and, just like Bastille, I don't mind if they get more notoriety - I welcome it very much - as they both deserve it and, most importantly, have the talent to back it up.

It really comforts me to see these bands that have obviously drawn from 80s/90s influences, harnessed that, and taken it into a new type of music; in a the same way that the smiths or nirvana were doing with the music from the 60s. A lot of popular music is really discomforting and disconcerting but that's how we tell the differences between good and bad music. I think swim deep make good music: listen to the portrayal of adolescence and I'll resist anyone who thinks I'm incorrect in that judgement. I need more bands of this calibre.

07/04/2013

17 Filles

I live my life in the hope that I'm not the only who spends their Saturdays watching french films about pregnant teenagers. "17 Filles" is a really fun and heartwarming, almost life-affirming, film (based on a true story??) about a group of girls.

It shows the girls as wonderful and devastating characters, their personalities being most important as the narrative centres around their interaction with the world they are in. Understated and overwhelmingly pleasing, the direction is reminiscent of all my favourites - from the opening scene when the lead character listens to blood red shoes over headphones on the beach in France, I knew it was worth my time to watch. 

As one girl gets accidentally pregnant, her group of friends decide to join her to make her feel less isolated. It sounds like an odd episode of skins, but the girls are shown as such fascinating and multi-faceted characters that it's really impressive. Also (the endless reason why I love films like this) the realism is really comforting. 

The aesthetics!!!
(shout out to the prtScn key)











What I like best is that it begins to suggest what it is to be a girl, and what growing up means, the tribal aspects of teenage, and is more of a coming-of-age film than a shocking drama about pregnant teens.