Happy Hogmanay 

It’s the last day of 2015, and it’s time to be thankful for the year that’s past. Sometime’s it can be hard to find the positives, as it feels we are hard wired to only focus on the negative stuff. 

The celebrations are big here in Scotland. Every major city has it’s own celebrations. From the Edinburgh Street Party to Stonehaven’s Fireball Ceremony, and lots of fireworks. Thousands of people will celebrate it public parties, but celebrating in home is also part of the Hogmanay fun. As soon as the bells toll at midnight, people start knocking on the doors of their neighbours, to wish well for the year ahead. This is called first-footing, as in the first foot through the door. If the first person through your door is tall and dark, it’s seen as good luck. 

One of the most famous part of the Hogmanay celebrations is the singing of Auld Lang Syne written by Rabbie Burns. It’s become popular all over the world when celebrating the new year. So, to help you prepare for the singing of the song, I have put the lyrics below.

  
Thank you if you have read any of my posts this year, I really appreciate it. And I also wish you all a braw Hogmanay and a bonnie start to 2016. Cheers. 

Saturday Faff!!

Because my mind is just numb, right now. No particular reason, it’s just reached it’s monthly usage limit, so has ceased to operate.

Seriously, I have a lot of work to do, as well is the exciting prospect of housework. So, in keeping with my current form, I have spent hours on DailyBooth. Actually learning how to use all the functions of the site properly. Also been exploring a new toy, aka TweetDeck. Something I tried a while ago, but just updated so having playing around with it. I’m using the desktop version, and it is making having EchoFon a bit redundant.

I have two essays, one article and other things I really need to do. *sigh* And the thing is, I have no idea from where the current workload has come from. To be honest, 99% of the work is created by me, and my amazing ability to volunteer for things, and then forget about them. -.- That is how awesomely organised I can be. But I guess everyone has their downfalls. I am just trying not to panic or rush anything. *deep breathes*

Been listening to Sonic Boom Six all day. An amazing band who kind of straddle the punk and hip-hop scene, and they do it all so well.

Here we go.

And now at number one is a cover version
Badly sung by someone who won a TV competition.
To start a full career that lasts all of one year,
Public don’t shed a tear, here comes another one!

They only in it for the money but they’re callin’ it punk-pop.
Another boy band on a video in Top Shop.
Forgot the message of The Clash and Public Enemy
To be graduate of fucking Fame Academy.
Tonight Matthew they’ll be head to toe
In their skater clothes singing a song about a punker show.
While punk bands count their fans on one hand
It ain’t easy being independent.

Question…

Why do they say it’s a shame
That every song is the same
When they only have themselves to blame?
(Get ready for another one.)

Another sound to consume (Yeah, get ready for another one.)
But we be dancing to a different tune.
They’ve hardly even begun (Yeah, get ready for another one.)
To manufacture the rape of punk to come.

Record company, mandem tell me
That radio need music be a likkle friendly.
Just like Di-bi-de they want to change we
But Laila got de individuality, check this…

Another number one is by a group that once
Had something good that’s gone
But then they took the money and run.

That woman used to be a role model for females
Until the boom in trucker cap and baggy jean sales.
And now she’s just representative for retail
And never dresses independent.

Question…

Where is the anger that burned
Against the wheels that turn?
I won’t believe that it’s dead and gone.
(Get ready for another one.)

Another sound to consume (Yeah, get ready for another one.)
But we be dancing to a different tune.
They’ve hardly even begun (C’mon, get ready for another one.)
To manufacture the rape of punk to… rape of punk come.

Yeah, must be the money!

So stand, be proud of this underground
That we have found, this is our sound.
Inside (We see them in their videos.)
this room (We see them on the TV shows.)
We are (Parading in their stolen clothes.)
as one, (It’s rebellion for six year olds.)
Beyond (The public is addicted.)
The rape (To homogenised pop-crack.)
Of punk (They pump it in your living room.)
To come. (It’s time to take it back.)

Another sound to consume (Get ready for another one.)
But we be dancing to a different tune.
They’ve hardly even begun (Yeah, get ready for another one. Ohh!)
To manufacture the rape of punk to… rape of punk to…
Rape of punk to… rape of punk to come.

Rape of Punk to come- Sonic Boom Six