The Null Device
Johnny Cash covers Depeche Mode; it sounds plausible enough too. He also covers one of the gothfather's little ditties (about self-mutilation or something like that); wonder how long until he does the Sisters of Mercy or Gary Numan. (via Cos)
Freddie the Lobster: Just Wait 'Til I Get These Fucking Rubber Bands Off. (The Onion)
I never did end up making it to Machynlleth; as I was making my way to the 13:35 train, I remembered that I hadn't visited the record shop (which Jim had recommended), and so I went to check it out. (I ended up buying 4 CDs there.) Then I caught the next train out, which was meant to be 2 hours later, but was about 15 minutes late on top of that. Britain's railway network, it seems, has seen better days. Anyway, I'm back in London, for now anyway.
(I also managed to score a short-sleeved Ben Sherman shirt which was marked down to £18 at a local clothing shop. That's one of the advantages of visiting from the other hemisphere, where it is short-sleeve weather.)
Anyway, I rather liked Aberystwyth. It's a rather charming combination of Victorian seaside resort (smack bang in the middle of the Welsh riviera), rural Celtic village and happening university town. The weather also seemed quite mild there too; I'm told that because of Aberystwyth's location, it usually is.
Discordian Mornington Crescent, a bit of a blast from the past. (ta, kristin)