Tag: lists

Elton & Tina Seb: Unlike Abi, music didn’t enter my life in a big way until Napster and the Era of Downloadable Music. That’s not to say my life was devoid of music! It was always around, either played by my mother in the house, or loudly on my dad’s car stereo, but I never had my own music. I tried to get into pop music, when I was a teenager. I wasn’t under the duress of peer pressure for…

Yesterday, a massively eclectic list of every album I’ve bought and accrued over the last decade-and-a-half. Today, as to give you a better idea of ‘where I am’ in the vast expanse of the percussive, chordal and tonal universe, I’ll give you a brief run-down of what I’m currently listening to on a daily basis. In fact, I’m going to listen to all three of these albums as I write this entry so that you get a nice dose of…

No, it’s not a review… I haven’t actually seen the film — I probably should… — but I know enough about it to make my OWN! The premise: a list of things that you’d like to do before you ‘kick the bucket’ (die, for you non-idiomatic types). I know it’s a flogged-to-death idea, but the thing is… I want to do a lot. If I don’t write down what I want to do, I’m going to forget something. I’m like…

Recently, my geekiness was called into question: ‘You’re not very geeky, Sebastian. All you talk about is sex. Sex, sex, sex. That’s hardly wholesome geeky talk. How about some Star Wars talk, or a list of all the comics you own?’ Let me tell you something, Little Miss I’m-a-bigger-geek-than-you : I AM A HUGE GEEK, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. The thing is, like my sexuality, I am so confident in my geekiness that I don’t feel the need to constantly…

Following on from part 1, this is a theoretical list of places I would like to have sex. I will use my masterful and infallible analytical skills to deduce which place is, in fact, the best place to have sex (though, I think the back of a Dodge Viper, with a cheerleader, is probably unsurpassable). If anyone reading this wants to try one or more of these, please contact me. Girls and boys. It will be blogged about though… Sex…

Seb, at Koko club in London, at an Amanda Palmer gig

There I was, looking up the beautiful, soft curves of the female form. She had mounted me in the standard bronco position. She whimpered, I groaned; she gyrated and thrusted, I groaned some more. It was then, shaking my head to gain a moment of clarity, I realised that sex could become boring. Sure, given a particular moment in time, sex would always be enjoyable, but it would fast become boring unless I kept it interesting. Though I have only…