Andy hull

http://andyideas.tumblr.com/post/7903556880/heart-written-by-harrison-hudson-andy-hull-as

Andy Hull has started a blog of his own. He post's some random new's yet interesting along with some amazing side projects.

Thrice Major/Minor

Thrice are releasing another album 'Major/minor' they have got to tour england this year/next .... come on!

Susie Wright's designs for music cover's, ive been working on a few band design's latly myself and i feel the detail in these with the small amount of colour could really work on a cd cover. I think i may try some landsacpes next

Edward Lears book of nonsense

Edward Lear (12 May 1812 – 29 January 1888) was an English artist, illustrator, author, and poet, renowned today primarily for his literary nonsense, in poetry and prose, and especially his limericks, a form that he popularised.

Gabriella Barouch has illustrated a book written by the author Edward Lear, it's beautiful drawn with delicate intricate detail, suiting the 'nonsense stories' perfectly. I cant stop looking at this book, i only hope one day i can produce something just as brilliant!

http://gabriellabarouch.carbonmade.com/projects/3192450#15

BBC

Bombay bicycle club are my absolute favourite band this past year. I have re discovered there brilliance thanks to a very special person who came in my life this last year. They have given me some great memories for this person, from falling asleep listerning to them, car driving music doing reverse turns up motorways, to dancing in a bar. Everytime i hear jack's voice it immediatly reminds me of those times and how happy those times were. Every song gives me butterflies in my stomach and i hope they never dissapear. There new song kind of sum's up this relationship with the band and the person dear in my heart and i cant stop listerning!

John Cooper Clarke

The best punk poet of the punk era John Cooper Clarke. I particulary like Clarkes poems as the narrative to his poems are very genuine and harsh, in my opinion would make great structure for illustration.

The psycho in his rubber gloves
Came round with the boys
He said “if music be the food of love
What's this fucking noise”
A mauler clamped around my wrist
With knuckles white as lard
He hit the hi-fi with his fist
It fell apart in shards
They were drinking all my vodka down
Like low life vicious drunks
I wanna be a man about town
But not in little chunks
I ought to be more manly
And stand up for myself
But blood runs in my family
And I wouldn't have it anywhere else
Liquid cosh a chemical pain
Here comes the ground
It's thanks to the finest medical brains
I'm even around
The video went for a burton
The guys just fell about
When I said “please don't slam the curtains
And take the front door out”
What happened next is kind-of blurred
Confusion took control
All I heard was a dirty word
My eyes began to roll
The light went out one step beyond
There's nothing left to see
My name comes up I can't respond
Not even for a fee
There was no homicide
This much was ascertained
- oh no! I never died
But what of life remained