Angst

I seem to be experiencing twangs of existential angst today. Possibly related to the fact that today is the first day with nothing on the agenda in months. I'm having difficulty staying focussed and I feel jumpy and twitchy.

I need to bring some calm back. I think the best option will be to try and figure it out by going for a sans-iPod vigouous walk.

I hope that will bring some clarity and calm.

Y the W

Everyone seems to be asking "why the 'w' in tomwdart"? Well, when I say everyone what I actually mean is I've been asked by 2 very important people. Well, when I say important I mean two people that cared enough to ask. And, well, that's good enough for me.

Tom Dart is my father's name. When I was a child I was either Tommie or Tom junior. I never did like junior and I never was much of a Tommie. By my high school years, I'd dropped both, went by Tom, and I added the "W" when distinction was required as my father's middle name was different from my own.

Enough history, back to the present… I've been an online lurker for a decade, back in the wings watching everything go by, and I only recently decided to make my mark on the stage. When I shuffled out everywhere I went Cook County Sherif Tom Dart had been there before, registering tomdart on practically every social media sight out there. So what is a newcomer Tom Dart to do? Put the "w" back in of course!

So I'm TomWDart on everything online… well, practically everything… well, most things ;)

Oh, and if you wanna know what the W stands for… it'll cost ya.

 

Exotic and Erotic Italo Disco

This weeks musical entry is inspired by my rather large collection of Italo Disco. Predominately popular in the early 80s it's really what disco became when they got rid of actual instruments and replaced them with synthesizers. I still have a shelf load of vinyl from that era that I must get around to digitizing as most is no longer available. Many would be shocked that it was available in the first place. Not me love every second of the stuff.

I especially love the English as a second language vocals and how can you not love a song about a soldier picking up a hooker? So from 1985 one of my Italo Disco favourites: Exotic and Erotic by Sandy Marton.