The September Round-Up!

The September Round-Up!

It’s October already. Fucking hell. Because it’s the first week in October, it’s time for Gav’s September round-up! What are you talking about, loyal reader? I do round-ups all the time. You sound mad. Speak to someone about this.

September is the best month, or so my BUSTEE LADEEZ calender tells me (this calendar does not exist)

I’ve had a bit of a lucky month. It’s pretty cool. It started with a night out after work, where a friend of mine who’s partial to a (insert a cool reference to gambling here) on the horses. He took me under his wing and showed me that even on a Friday night horses are running somewhere. I put a bet on at 4/1, and then said friend handed me a £20 note. That was very cool. He suggested that I reinvest my winnings, but I went and bought alcohol instead.

The following Friday, just like I do every Friday, I entered Where the Monkey Sleeps weekly Kurgan competition. Where Monkey Sleeps is a pair of hipster lunch shops in Glasgow and every week they put on a bloody ridiculous sandwich that usually melts my eyes. Every week I enter a competition to win one, and on this Friday, I did! It was fucking delicious. Friday’s get better with free food. Nothing is better than free food.

The following Friday, at another alcohol-themed evening with my work colleagues where they were already giving away four drinks per head, I won a random draw for six extra beverages! Sambuca happened. I regret everything.

And finally, I entered the Glasgow Urban Market £50 draw. Actually, it was Simone; I just tagged her back and came away with the win.

It’s been a sweet month… just wanted to say.

Anyway, here’s what I’ve been up to in September.

September Out-and-Abouts

Glasgow Urban Market

So yeah, I won fifty quid for the Glasgow Urban Market. It runs the first and third Sunday of every month, and is well worth the visit if you live in town. There’s definitely something for everyone every time. I’m not too into stationery, arts and crafts, but I’m definitely into whisky and hot sauce. On the first Sunday of September, I wandered down to the Drygate Brewery, collected my £50 vouchers and came away with the following items:

A lovely plant named Edgar, a pair of excellent whisky glasses, and a couple of hot sauces.

The plant – and more specifically, the pretty pot in which he sits – is done by Zoe Scott. She does spectacular shit with concrete. Check her out.

The hot sauce was by Hawt Soss – yep. This stuff is good, and one of the jars I picked up will likely end up in a future hot wings challenge (because you know I’m definitely doing that again). The brown jar is a delightfully autumn pumpkin spice hot sauce. Yes, that’s probably the most hipster thing you’ll hear today, and I’m not even ashamed. I ran a dab of it through some haggis earlier this week, and it changed the game. The other sauce, a ghost chilli number, is a few degrees hotter. I’ve got a charged cigarette butt for a tongue these days, so it’s probably a good bit too spicy for casual use. If you’re into hot food, you’re into this.

La La Land in Concert

La La Land was the inspiration behind that whole self-publishing thing I did (have I mentioned on here I wrote a book called Grim?) so I was always going to catch it in concert.

Jesus H. Christ it was magical.

I’ve been to a similar show with Back to the Future, where they played the film on screen with a full orchestra performing the score as and when it played on screen.

I’m still not at all sure how the fuck they do it. I mean, I suppose it’s the orchestra’s job to know how to play as and when they’re told, but that doesn’t make it any less spectacular to see.

If you ever get a chance to see something like this, I can’t recommend it enough. There’s a whole new appreciation to be had when every song is followed by applause.

September Reads

I put away a couple of books this month.

The first is The Three by Sarah Lotz.

This book is about four plane crashes that happen at the exact same time across the world, and each plane had a single child survivor. The book, narratively, is fascinating in that it’s told almost entirely through interviews, newspaper clippings, book extracts, magazine features and tape recordings. It’s a smart device, and it’s efficiently used to unwind the plot, bit-by-bit as the world falls apart. These three kids are suspected to be three of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, or aliens, or possessed by demons, or miraculous healers. The world freaks out, and it’s… I mean… it’s not hard to believe. The book only really lets itself down with a vague ending, shortly after it slips into a much more standard third-person perspective, following the main character around. Aside from that, though – easy to recommend.

The Commitments by Roddy Doyle

The Commitments is an outstanding film. It’s a staple in the McCallion household and will likely continue to be for the foreseeable future. This book… it isn’t the film. It’s more or less a script for the film, mind you. The Commitments is a rise of the band tale, following the Irish saviours of soul from formation to the brink of a record deal. Roddy Doyle’s writing style of scene hopping lends itself well to a film. The pace, springing from dialogue to dialogue is absolutely rapid, and it holds all of the films charm. Awfully short, mind you. A hundred and fifty pages or thereabouts, but it’s an easy read which falls a touch short of the film (which is startling, because usually the books throttle the films).

September Flicks

Kingsman: The Golden Circle

I hate my friend, Jamie – of this ridiculous burger fame – for going to see the original Kingsman and never once telling me about it. Not once did he say ‘Gav, see Kingsman mate, it’s really good. Especially this one ridiculous fight scene where Freebird plays as brutal murder ensues. You need to see this.’ Not once did he ever say this to me, regardless of what he says on the matter.

I did eventually see the first Kingsman flick. It blew me away. It was a terrific film on its own, but it got a boost because of my low expectations. Thus, it went from very good to excellent.

I went to see the sequel in September and it wasn’t as good. It was still a good film, don’t get me wrong! It just suffered from the sequel problem. Expectations were high, there were clumsy callbacks to the original, the things everyone loved about the original were exaggerated for effect. It was just missing something.

It’s comparable to Guardians of the Galaxy. Not as good as the original and it was never going to be, but still a decent entry in the franchise.

The cast were excellent. I love everybody in that film. The plot was thin, but enjoyable once my brain turned off for a bit. The action was two big thumbs up, and every fight scene had a cool song playing over the top. This is what I like to see, and you should too.

Oh, and there was too much Elton John.

Yes. There is such a thing.

That’s me for September, I’ll see you next month. It mad that I didn’t read any comics in September. Like, at all. That’s not right, right?

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Enjoy your weekend!

It’s Gavin


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