Mike's
Pith & Wind - Idiot box
If you hadn’t already picked
it up from previous P&Ws, I’ll take the opportunity
to remind you that I’m a bona fide TV junkie. Witness
my mantra - if you’ve got cable and you can’t
find something on the telly worth watching, you’re
not really trying. Mind you, I have lowered the bar a bit.
While I refuse on principle to go and see a movie more than
once, (with the exception of Rio Bravo which I
somehow managed to see three times – I think there
was a girl involved somehow), or intentionally re-read a
book, on the grounds it’s effort enough to read a
book in the first place, I’ll happily re-watch, and
then watch again, hoary old episodes of Seinfeld, Futurama
and Gavin and Stacey etc. on the idiot box..
Perhaps you might see it as a cry for help.
As previously described, in my TV
P&W back in 2009,
(I’m clearly running out of ideas for this column),
TV’s hold over me is probably due to the fact that
I was there when it first arrived and I’ve never gotten
over it. In any case, the end result of this prolonged infatuation
is plain to see when the band is playing in a bar (like
the one we played in last Sunday) that has screens plonked
seductively about the room showing horse racing and any
other variety of sport, and with some of them in view of
the stage it’s all I can do not to go slack-jawed
and start dribbling in mid-performance – you know,
like when I’m at home.
This phenomenon actually provoked some discussion of the
competitive ‘luxury’ kind (à la Monty
Python’s Four Yorkshiremen sketch).on my
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