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week. Enjoy!
If you disagree with any of the choices sound off in the comments below.
So Adele done her one. It’s alright. But let’s imagine an altogether different number: the perfect Bond song.
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Darkness. A bulb swings, and flashes of light illuminate the room. You can hear a dripping sound and heavy breathing. Someone is sat on a chair. That someone is bond. James Bond.
The synthesized tone of a trumpet plays a lonely tune, as the video flashes back to the night before. Bond, James Bond is sat in a limousine, checking the cuffs of his sleeves. It’s a nice jacket and suit in general. Probably expensive, but we can’t be sure. The camera zooms to the shadowed face of the driver as the neon lights of Tokyo or London shine across the reflection in the windscreen. One bright light reveals the driver – It’s a woman! A SEXY WOMAN DRIVING THE CAR! She smirks, sexily.
A cacophony of trumpets and strings transports us back to the glistening eyeball of 007, tied up and muddied. A drum beat slowly shuffles in the background, and we see the rope round his ankles and wrists, wrapped tight to his flesh and the wooden chair. A figure walks towards him, covered in shadow.
The busty vocals of a glistening brunette – chubby, sure but suave and angelic in tone – pierces through the empty room, as strings gently suspend chords below her words “He’s always sitting in danger // Always planning the route of attack”
(really goes for that last syllable, like a snake attacking vermin)
“if you see him, you’ll never…// safely turn round your back”
The building orchestral sounds suddenly pause. One single violin twirls from high notes into a meshy low sound, and the casio keyboard’d trumpet signals the return to their increasing gallop.
Bond is remembering the time he killed a Russian by suffocating him with a pillow, and stealing his rifle, before taking a security card from his back pocket. Suddenly he’s on a bike (motor), readjusting his tie, while a woman pleasures (we assume) his nipples (the assumption here being that he is enjoying her fingers playing with his nipples, not that it is his nipples she is touching – this is never in question, but the hardness of his nipples suggests either enjoyment or a chill). The woman, sat behind him and in black leather scuba gear looks like a sexier Lucy Liu, only younger, but clearly she’s seen in the world. He punches her (she was about to slit his neck with a knife, but this isn’t shown in the music video/trailer) and Bond drives off into a street market, leaving her limp body for dust.
“from brazil to Paris and Ber-lin // he swallows his guilt like a pill”
Bond eats something. It could be a tracking device, it could be a piece of cheese on a biscuit (or something equally classy, maybe pate) it might even be a chewing gum or a wafer from confession.
“balancing swagger and guilty sin // he’ll always settle his bills”
It does look like he’s in a church, but it could be a posh restaurant/hotel or equivalent. But it’s probably a gadget of some kind. He turns to camera and catches our eye.
SUDDENLY the synth drums kit kicks in, and with an über solo that would make a rattle-snake blush. The camera quickly pans through his face and into the chamber again, only his head is underwater in extreme close-up, before wrestled out by his assailant. They are water boarding him, hard.
From between his cut and now dripping face, Bond smiles, which quickly turns into a yawn, and asks of the as yet unidentified assailant “is that all you got?” (this requires some lip reading skills, but the YouTube comments seem to suggest it is either this or he is asking “is there cider on the yacht?” which few are willing to believe) spitting spit onto the floor and suddenly looking stern.
“He’s not just a man, nor…” (do do do doo do dooo dooo goes the brass) “do they call him straight DANGER” (the film is called “Danger Never Knocks”, but he doesn’t change his name to Danger, nor is there some sort of scene where he knocks) “but when you open your door… // he looks like a POWER RaaaANGER” (her voice vibrates in this last note, the phenomenal range in her lungs quite literally staggering, thankfully overcomes any embarrassment from her disastrous attempts at lyrical accomplishment – in a song which for the first time in her career she insisted that her songwriter take a back seat in the metaphorical vehicle of her career)
While we see panning shots of clouds, we are presented with the bridge: “if you’re lucky you might catch a moment, you may see him out and about… gliding, and riding; running and spying, frisking and fisting his foes (you would not believe the length of discussion this lyric caused, but regardless of studio pressure, the line remained) “and still no-one knows…” (mysterious chord)
The music seeps into an instrumental section which starts slow, but builds the tension, with trumpets playing over the strings playing the “duh… duh… DUH…. DUH…” bond motif with aplomb. You can tell they’ve done this bit before. This is the conductor’s favourite bit when they were in rehearsal.
During the interlude, having suddenly revealed that Bond is falling from the previously peaceful sky, and just as it looks like he’s about to hit the floor, it cuts back to the torture room.
Bond is looking angry now. He may be tied up, but he’s the fucking boss. “Where are the tapes” (nb could be “Why are there apes?”) Sweat pours down his temple, down his neck and along his nape, the camera catches, in the reflection of the drop, a distorted glimpse of the assailant, clearly a WOMAN (is it the driver from earlier…?) as it drops, and lands on bonds wrist. We see the rope has been untied, or cut as Bond’s watch had a pin in it, or something like a piece of glass in his palm which he could use.
(silence)
BUM BUM BUDDA BUDDA BUM
The spy, clearly Bond, stands to confront his prison guard. The chorus returns, as, shocked, the guard falls back onto the floor, and Bond shines the light of the bulb (from the beginning) on the shadowy figure. A close up of her mouth makes, lips puppet the lines of the song as they are sung: “He isn’t but a man // he’s ‘aint called danger”
It pans out for the shocking reveal: THE PRISON GUARD IS THE SINGER. SHE’S BEEN SINGING THE SONG WHILE TRYING TO TORTURE BOND. Even she looks shocked.
The final lines of the song now reflect the diva’s face in the bruised eye of bond “You’re looking the wrong way // he’s in the rove ranger” (utterly dire again, far worse than before, but honestly her voice is wonderful here – and meant that she got a heavy discount on a new car as part of the deal).
The entire orchestra punch and hit with every syllable for the final moments in the song, slowly
“It’s BOND, JAAAMES BOND”
The final note is held as the orchestra just goes full throttle here, we’re talking losing it completely and all the notes are playing at once it seems, A’s, F sharps, an E
in the mix, couple of g’s on a bassoon (until now entirely silent for the song, and even one of the synth drums plays a C flat (rare but you do find them occasionally) all just yammering at once in a violent, but emotive conclusion to the piece, that seems to last an age, but in reality only lasts in the youtube video for 7 minutes.
They kiss.
She falls, dead.
He walks away, and drops a rose.
It floats down and lands on between her buxom breasts.
Not a dry eye in the house.
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Alcohol is unbelievably prevalent across the books and films of James Bond. James has invented a drink, drinks champagne like water and if that weren’t enough his catchphrase is his Martini order. The Vesper Martini Invented by James in “Casino Royale” ‘A dry Martini,’ he said. ‘One. In a deep champagne goblet.’ ‘Oui, Monsieur.’ ‘Just a moment. Three measures of Gordon’s, one of vodka, half a measure of Kina Lillet. Shake it very well until it’s ice-cold, then add a large slice of lemon-peel. Got it?’ Martini Shaken not Stirred Bartlet: ‘Shaken, not stirred, will get you cold water with a dash of gin and dry vermouth. The reason you stir it with a special spoon is so not to chip the ice. James is ordering a weak martini and being snooty about it.’ Normally President Josiah Bartlet’s word is law. End of story, this time I’m not too sure. There has been an awful lot
of research into the topic, too much I would think. Take “Shaken, not stirred: bio-analytical study of the antioxidant activities of martinis” apparently 0.072% of peroxide control for shaken martini, 0.157% for stirred v 58.3% for gin and 1.90% for vermouth this may or may not explain Cdr. Bond’s lack of cataracts. Genuinely this is a thing. So why shaken not stirred? What it boils down to is Ian Fleming drank his martini this way. There is a question of the gin bruising in the shaker, what this means for flavour I don’t know. Ian Fleming reportedly drank a bottle of Gin a day though so why don’t we trust his judgement? He had more practice drinking Gin than us, maybe a bruised Gin Martini is a tasty Martini. When it comes to a Vodka
Martini shaken seems to to reduce oiliness, I know I wouldn’t want an oily martini, it also helps to make the Vodka Martini ice cold which is nice. Also its an awesome line. Vodka Martini (Shaken, Not Stirred) 1 1/2 oz vodka 3/4 oz dry vermouth Shake vodka and vermouth together with several ice cubes in a shaker. Shake until it’s ice cold and garnish with lemon peel Gin Martini (Shaken, Not Stirred) 2 oz dry gin 1 oz dry vermouth Shake well and garnish with
lemon peel Eggs Bond Style Now once you have polished this lot off, why not prepare 007’s scrambled eggs for yourself and your lady guest the next morning? As written in Ian Flemings short story “Agent 007 in New York” For FOUR individualists: 12 fresh eggs Salt and pepper 5-6 oz. of fresh butter Break the eggs into a bowl. Beat thoroughly with a fork and season well. In a small copper (or heavy-bottomed saucepan) melt four oz. of the butter. When melted, pour in the eggs and cook over a very low heat, whisking continuously with a small egg whisk. While the eggs are slightly more moist than you would wish for eating, remove pan from heat, add rest of butter and continue whisking for half a minute, adding the while finely chopped chives or fines herbes. Serve on hot buttered toast in individual copper dishes (for appearance only) with pink champagne (Taittainger) and low music.
When it comes to Bond, the popular consensus tends to favour Connery over his later
counterparts. Despite Ian Fleming’s famous disdain for the Scot, Connery is the alpha dog of the Bond tribe. You Only Live Twice, the crown jewel of the ‘Blofeldt Trilogy’, is his finest hour.
The fifth film in the Bond canon is sublime. Roald Dahl’s screenplay provides Bond with some brilliant dialogue and manages to mix bombastic cinematic ambition with gritty espionage action. Of course it’s the best.
“You’re forgetting, Moneypenny, that I left Cambridge with a double first in Oriental languages.”
It’s 007 in Japan! Not only does he undergo surgery to look ‘convincingly’ like a Japanese rural fisherman, he drinks sake, pilots a gyrocopter and watches sumo wrestlers.
Bond is the consummate Brit abroad; bedding the local women, brawling with security guards and remaining suspicious of just about every foreigner he meets. And all in a damned fine suit.
Let’s not forget his accomplices – Tiger Tanaka, the subterranean spymaster who cackles as his grunts drop cars in the sea from helicopters (“How is that for Japanese efficiency?”) – and Q, who appears ruddy-faced and grumpy with the heat to dispense murderous stationary whilst modelling some fetching khaki shorts.
“I shall look forward personally to exterminating you, Mr Bond.”
It also has the finest villain in film history. Cat lover Ernst Stavro Blofeldt is despicable, Machavellian and brilliant. What’s the easiest way to provoke an apocalyptic war between two superpowers? Well, kidnap their space rockets with your own Pacman-esque spacecraft and bring them back to your volcanic lair, of course.
Donald Pleasance’s rendition of SPECTRE’s main man simply oozes style. Who else would have the chutzpah – the sheer force of will – to build a monorail-equipped volcano base with a piranha pool and a drawbridge?
You can keep your realism and emotional subplots to yourself. I’ll take Sean Connery and a glass of sake any day of the week.
Ignore the fact that London gets all the premieres, red carpet receptions and star-studded frippery. Disregard Sheffield’s Sean Bean-themed chip shops and rugged sky; snub Derbyshire’s rugged hills (what, like there’s nowhere else to film a Jane Austin adaptation?). The Athens of North has
more than its fair share of movie locations.
One Day
Let’s get the obvious one over with, shall we? One Day has several scenes set in Edinburgh – notably Anne Hathway and Jim Sturgess’ first on-screen kiss – which takes place on Cockburn St in the Old Town.
Trainspotting
Princes St features right at the start of the 90’s classic, with Euan McGregor’s Renton and Ewan Bremner’s Spud being chased down the city’s foremost high street. McGregor’s iconic voiceover playing over Lust For Life made this exhilarating opening scene one of the most famous in British cinematic history.
Hallam Foe
A weird, magnetic film, Hallam Foe stars Jamie Bell as an oedipal teenager on the run in Edinburgh. He lives in the clocktower of the Balmoral Hotel and spies into his lover’s apartment on Cockburn Street, and somehow nobody thinks this is strange.
The Illusionist
An enchanting animation from the makers of Belleville Rendesvouz that sees a French magician leave Paris on an impromptu search for work in Edinburgh. Most of the animated scenes of the city are idealised, though Salisbury Crags and the Jenners department store both feature. In one iconic scene, the magician watches a Jacques Tati movie in the main screen of the Cameo cinema on Leven St.
Chariots of Fire
Whilst Salisbury Crags might be an imposing, rugged stage on which to shoot a pivotal scene of your film – the filmmakers got one major thing wrong about this section of the film that sent Hollywood into an Anglophiliac frenzy. Namely, that nobody in their right mind ever goes for a jog in Holyrood Park in the rain. It just doesn’t happen.
Young Adam
Euan McGregor features again in this dark, grimy film about coal miners in the Central Belt. It heavily features the Union Canal (which starts in Edinburgh’s West End and runs all the way to Glasgow), because much of it set on a coal barge.
The Thirty-Nine Steps
The colour remake of Hitchcock’s 1935 adaptation of Buchan’s thriller was mainly shot in a studio, but used footage of the Forth Bridge to recreate Hitchcock’s shots of the bridge for a scene where Richard Hannay climbs out of a train.
Two Weeks In September
You’ve probably never heard of it, but this 1967 film had some profound consequences on the local area; it means that Brigitte Bardot visited Portobello beach. That strip damp of sand just got a lot sexier.
Thunderball is the first Bond book I read. True fact.
Thunderball sees James face off against Spectre, chiefly the eyepatched menace “No. 2”. Everything is present; an Aston Martin, excellent quips and enemies who straddle perfectly the line between camp and menacing. Also present is some really great second unit action sequences, especially the underwater fights. While often criticised as slow I’ve always been a big fan. Now lets talk about the real star of this picture, the set piece that really stands out. Probably the main reason that the Academy awarded Thunderball the 1966 Oscar for visual effects, The Mink Glove. James uses a Mink mitten to bring a health worker to ecstasy, like
total mind melting ecstasy. She goes completely mad for it, its like she’s never come into contact with hair or mittens before. Truly a groundbreaking prop.
Oh and also James flys a jetpack. The mink glove though, man thats where it is at.
Goldeneye was fantastic. A reaction to the ill-received gritty Dalton films Peirce Brosnan was brought in after a hiatus of 6 years and made Bond brash, flirtatious and very 90s.
The 90s Bond films were not the most well received in the series but Peirce was my Bond. The cast is stellar; including Judi Dench as M, Sean Bean as 006 and Robbie Coltrane as a Russian. There is some dubious computer hacking and the cars date the film a bit, but as a child of the 90s this film was my first introduction to the series and stays with me as the archetype Bond film. Also an honorary mention goes to Xenia Onatopp (who you can read about here), the Bond Girl of the film who sexed people to death.
This film also produced one of the greatest video games for the N64; the Goldeneye multiplayer ate up too many hours of my life and the excellent single player is still my favourite first person shooter.
Chicks man can you dig it? James bond can dig it he can dig it hard. Not with a shovel or anything that would be creepy, although sometimes with a shovel. I mean how many of these girls survive?
As we return from a disturbing tangential trail we turn to Bond Girls. This is the first topic in our week long discussion of all things Bond. The Girl is so vitally important in every Bond film, regularly the plot pivots on that one vital post-coital fist fight. Ask someone old about Dr. No (1962), ask your Dad.
Done? did you get grossed out by his response regarding Ursula Andress on the beach, that is how men remember that film. No offence to Connery Dr. No marked an excellent performance by him but Andress coming out of the water? That’s where it is, soul brother. The most famous moments throughout Bonds history arguably revolve around a women Jill Masterson dipped in gold in Goldfinger (1964) the excellent motorbike chase through Hong Kong in The World is Not Enough (1999) and Pussy Galores name in Goldfinger.
These are a few examples off the top of my head, there are so many more. The sheer quantity of Bond girls or women is staggering in a 2009 survey it was found that in the first 20 Bond films James had “strong” sexual encounters with 46 women and “mild” encounters with a further 52. This is only slightly more muted in the books where Fleming was often criticized for his inclusion of so much sex and violence. His rebuttal in this desert island discs is pretty convincing (link) If you don’t want to listen to the whole thing basically he says the whole of history is sex and violence why shouldnt they be included in his books? A sensible point. Fleming also states that there is around one girl a book and one book a year, James is a bachelor and this is entirely reasonable.
Now enough maths and justification, lets get down to business “Angus Niven’s Favourite Bond Girls”
now this isn’t “nuts” I wont be judging them on looks, instead I have based my decision using a meticulous methodology factoring in performance effect on the plot but mostly focusing on double entendre… Begin!
Xenia Onatopp
Disappointing name right? you were hoping for Mary Loves-Cock or something. Don’t worry she’s coming, Xenia was the first Bond girl in my life (Goldeneye, 1995) so she is first on this list. Lets get down to business, Xenia “derives sexual satisfaction from killing”. I could leave the article there, ludicrous. Xenia kills several people in flagrante, just wraps her pythonic thighs around them and crushes them to death. As far as I know she is the only mid-coital fist fight James undertakes, totally bonkers but completely incredible, also “Xenia Onatopp” isn’t a terrible pun.
Plenty O’Toole
Read the name again.
Outrageous, utterly beyond rageous. 1971 was a strange time, probably. Ms O’Toole starred in Diamonds are Forever, James meets her at a casino or something, at one point she is thrown from a hotel room window. Really it doesn’t matter. Just look at her name
Dr Holly Goodhead
From an early age we are told that “the old Bonds are the best, apart from Moonraker. Moonraker is crap” This is largely true, Moonraker is a calamity, everything is wrong the sci-fi, Bond’s performance, the script. Everything but Dr Holly Goodhead’s name, its just fabulous. She may be a humble “space scientist” but she captured my heart and mind.
Pussy Galore
Pussy Galore is arguably the quintessential Bond Girl. Hilarious name? Check. Leader of an all women pilot squadron? Check. Raped by James Bond? Check. Seriously go back and watch the scene on the hay, its pretty much full on sexual assault. Other than that Galore is a consistently good Bond girl, name alone gets her up there but elite all women fighter squadron that really sends it home.
Monneypenny
What? Monneypenny? I know many would argue she doesn’t fit the remit. Well those people are liars and idiots Monneypenny is the ultimate Bond girl she is a constant source of sexual tension and double entendres. Monneypenny is a fixture in the Bond universe, I feel adrift if she isnt there always ready with some truely filthy turn of phrase or gaze so infused sexually charged it buckles the knees. Genuinely some of the franchises finest lines come from Moneypenny for example when she interrupts James in bed with a Danish language professor “Oh James you always were a cunning linguist”. Thats gold, I cant top that. How do you talk about a line like that, it is simply majestic
Honorary mention goes to “Dr Christmas Jones” Denise Richards character from “The World is Not Enough”. A perfectly average Bond girl, there was no way she was making the list. However she deserves a mention for being the protagonist of one of my favourite lines. I will close this article with it, because frankly if its good enough to close The World is not enough its good enough for this article
James Bond: [in bed with Jones] I was wrong about you.
Dr. Christmas Jones: Yeah, how so?
James Bond: I thought Christmas only comes once a year.
[NB I have been informed that perhaps it should be “Bond Women”. I agree that none of these characters are underage, or at least I hope to god they’re not. I just don’t think that referring to them as “Bond Girls” diminishes them in anyway. If you are offended by me and everyone else referring to them as “Bond Girls” leave a comment I’d love to discuss this and find out why.]
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You may be unaware of this but there is a new James Bond film coming out. Not only that but it is also the 50th anniversary of the release of Dr No. We thought this was worth celebrating.
This week will be Bond week on Nanu with a series of articles titled Nanu on Bond. Starting today with Nanu on Bond: Girls. Throughout the week some of the Nanu Contributors will be fighting for their favourite Bond film. Plus there will be a Bond Nanucation and a Bond inspired espionage Spotify playlist.
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When I was asked to compile this playlist I was excited. Excitement which swiftly sunk into depression after I was informed that a) Tayler Swifts complete works is not appropriate and b) I was limited to 1 Grease track.
After several hours weeping/pleading with our Editor Finlay, I whittled my list down to 15 tracks. It”s constructed almost entirely with references to failed TV shows and John Hughes
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Hey, you”re listening to In Session live on FreshAir.org.uk with me, Christian Illingworth, and beside me, Lily Higham. Today we”re welcoming…
The usual introduction won”t cut it this time as In Session is leaving its nest in the airwaves and branching out into the densely populated world of blogging. One more vessel launching with fleeting fancies of being virally tumblogged or retrended at the risk of being snuffed out by overcrowding or dwindling enthusiasm. How will In Session fare in the blog jungle? Heck knows but it is without question that we”ll be passing questionable judgement on music and the arts whilst creating unique content with a lot of little help from the Scottish music scene.
See, In Session is a passion project which caters for the presenters” self-indulgence by inviting one of their favourite musicians to sing a few songs and tell a few tales to them in the studio each week. Over the last twelve months, since the show began broadcasting on Fresh Air Radio, In Session has been fortunate enough to meet the likes of The Twilight Sad, Meursault and Frightened Rabbit with gleeful expressions even if the subject matter of their songs encourage otherwise.
It was so much fun for the presenters that, in February, they did their bit to restore order in the universe by releasing the In Session Series 1 Mixtape which compiled session tracks from every musician that performed for the show. It was released for free back then and remains free now via insession.bandcamp.com so do check it out as it”s a great sampler of the Scottish music scene featuring session tracks from Endor, Broken Records, and long-awaited new material by There have taken care of immediately the Nj Division of Gaming Enforcement (DGE), and casinos Control Commission (CCC), responding towards the petition for participation which was filed through the American Gaming Association (AGA), with regards to the Rational Group’s application for Interim casinos Authorization (ICA). Will Be Fireworks. The mixtape also also boasts, through watery eyes, unique performances from Aerials Up and Loch Awe who sadly decided to call it day in the last six months.
In Session, however, has been going strong since February, scooping a Best Radio Show nomination at the Scottish New Music Awards, and continuing to record sessions on the road and in the studio. It won”t be long now, a fortnight perhaps, before the second mixtape drops and reminds everyone that, “hey, Scottish music is thriving right now, isn”t it?” You can look forward to an alarmingly eclectic compilation this time around as Scottish powerhouses Frightened Rabbit and Meursault will be alongside a plethora of the show”s favourite newcomers such as Kaiho, Zed Penguin, and Michael Cassidy. The release of the second mixtape will coincide with the announcement of In Session”s Winter broadcasting schedule on Fresh Air Radio which, to let you in on a little secret, may be our strongest guest booking run to date. That may look like PR hype 101 but, rest assured, the line-up is tremendously exciting.
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