Friday, December 26, 2014

Favourite 50 tracks of 2014

Don't worry, I'm still alive! What a year for blogging it's been on The Electric Goose. In May, we posted a picture of a street sign; in June, a box of chocolates. It really was a year to remember.

Anyway, here are the 50 songs released in 2014 which I liked. Hope you do too.


Four non-Spotify tracks that probably aren't appearing above and making you think This Guy Can't Do Maths:

The Way We Do It - Jurassic 5
aghast, anew, anon - christian fitness
i am scared of everthing that isn't me - christian fitness
Shake It Off - Taylor Swift

Oh, and this certainly deserves a hat-tip too...

Friday, June 06, 2014

These chocolates are amazing



Buy them here, stare at them for hours and then guiltily tuck in, like the canvas-slashing art vandal you secretly are.

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

My favourite 50 tracks of 2013

Just in time! Happy New Year from all of the hard-working staff here at The Electric Goose, including the lazy intern who didn't submit his top 10 until 11pm on 30 December and the guy who's actually still listening to The Electric Soft Parade in 2013.

Saturday, June 01, 2013

Cambodia: a disagreement

Churning the Ocean of Milk

Churning the Ocean of Milk

Actually not a disagreement at all. This lot - assorted gods and demons who can be seen heaving and ho-ing on the walls of Angkor Wat - are Churning the Ocean of Milk. You know folks be serious about churning when their churning equipment includes 1. An actual mountain (the rod) and 2. A massive snake (the rope).

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Three photos from Cambodia

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Tuol Sleng

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From the top: Stone faces at Angkor's Bayon temple, prison cells at Tuol Sleng genocide museum, and doorway to nowhere somewhere in the Angkor Thom city.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Peckham Rye in the snow

Peckham Rye: bench

"It was a sunny day for November, and, as he drove swiftly past the Rye, he saw the children playing there and the women coming home from work with their shopping bags, the Rye for an instant looking like a cloud of green and gold, the people seeming to ride upon it, as you might say there was another world than this." (The Ballad of Peckham Rye, Muriel Spark)

Peckham Rye: tree