(I didn't mean to post again so soon after that long post but one of the links on here is only live till Sunday.)
So, we finished watching 'The Sopranos' last night. Some of you may remember that I got series one for my birthday in January and Mark and I have been watching it avidly ever since (dvd box set after dvd box set...like a sickness). I've hardly watched anything else all year and really, who needs to when it is quite simply some of the best TV ever made. I'm even glad I watched it in this concentrated way rather than over the seven years or so that it was broadcast (1999-2007) as it really feels like I have been in New Jersey for the past seven months or so. It's been a bit weird (and nasty a lot of the time) but it's been brilliant too and popular culture at its very, very best. Thanks must go to Ken Armstrong because I think it was him who persuaded me to give it a go. I had never fancied the series when it was on (another mafia story – who could face that?) but of course it's a lot, lot more than just another mafia story. Like much of the best fiction or creative work...it's about everything. Just everything.
I'm not going to go on about it anymore just now (though I'm sure I'll come back to it) but I did just want to say how amazing it was that they featured a poet (and a British poet...a poet from't north of England, no less) on the soundtrack at the end of one of the episodes. How exciting...I know I'm a bit late with this but still...how exciting to have a poem be part of a fantastic series like that! I hope the poet in question was suitably excited too (though I was probably excited enough for all of us). You can see some of that ending here (though please don't look if you don't like swearing – it is FULL of it). You can also hear more of the John Cooper Clarke poem here (again more swearing...that's kind of the point of it...) and suitably enough there's a radio documentary about JCC (and punk and Manchester) online this week (till Sunday – it's here). He's very good on fame...amongst other things.
But for now it's goodbye to the family Soprano (and all the other many, many characters from the series).
I'm spoiled forever now. I don't think I can ever watch TV again. Really.
2017 Project 365 – Week Sixteen
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