The Met Gala last week, a troubled Venice Art Biennale began last week, and the Cannes Film Festival starts today: all events where how attendees look and what they wear becomes as important as the art medium being exhibited or shown, or in the case of the Met Gala, the money raised.
Earworms. My brain is often like a giant jukebox, with a regular parade of earworms playing when I’m not otherwise listening to music, and just recently there’s been a few that have involved whistling at one point or another.
This week’s post – the 450th /Tuesday Ten – was inspired by a conversation with Daisy while flicking through the music channels a couple of weeks ago. So much has happened already since then that I think we’ve forgotten some of the detail, but we were watching The White Stripes, and it got us thinking […]
