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I hated 2003. It was officially the worst year ever. Blanking on it almost totally, although that doesn't seem to be unusual lately! The 2000s, scientifically proven to be the most forgettable decade on record. I do know that Bob Hope died this year. He was 100. I was listening to Mark Goodier on Radio 1, and heard it announced there (that's not an amazing feat of memory - I'd been listening to him since the eighties, and if I heard something on the radio, it's pretty much guaranteed it was from him). Sheb Wooley died too, though with far less fanfare. He played Pete Nolan on Rawhide, the 1950s Western series that gave Clint Eastwood his big break. Everybody remembers Eastwood, but Sheb Wooley was far better! He had a website way back in the 90s, and was very hands on with it. I remember him announcing there that he had leukaemia, probably in '01 or '02.
Otherwise, I had to resort to Wiki to help me out with 2003. Mick Jagger was knighted apparently! Boy do times change. Even as recently as twenty years previously, he was still seen as the bad boy of rock music. Or one of them anyway. It was also the year of David Kelly, the guy who blew the whistle on the fact that the government had lied about weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, in order to press for a war. Or a not war. They were still insisting that it wasn't actually a war, although quite what they think the difference is, I don't know. Twelve years on, I don't think anything has happened about that yet. Tony Blair still seems to be walking around free anyway.
It was the year when Buffy The Vampire Slayer ended! Two years too late, one might argue. I was sorry to see it go though, even if I was largely left cold by those last two years. It's a show that I haven't seen in ages, and I would love to do a rewatch sometimes (it can join a long and growing list - where did all the time go?! Days used to be twenty-four hours long. I'm sure they did), but I don't know if I would bother with seasons six and seven again. Except for the musical episode, obviously. Still, everything tails off eventually, and it was a heck of a series.
I had a look through the year's top #100. Ouch. When did SClub7 become SClub8? Like seven of them wasn't already too much? How many people do you need to do synchronised movements to a rubbish song?! Anyway, they split up apparently, so the poor eighth member clearly didn't have a very long career. Um. Oh, I give up!
Foo Fighters, with the most appropriate song that anybody could ever have written for 2003, Times Like These:
The big hit of the year - Outkast with Hey Ya!:
Rock suddenly got fun again with the appearance of semi-glam-rock band the Darkness. From their debut album Permission To Land, this is their hit I Believe In A Thing Called Love:
Adam Faith died this year, apparently. So here's What Do You Want? from 1959:
Sheb Wooley and Purple People Eater, from 1958. Sorry. It's nonsense, but I couldn't resist. And all his other songs are country & western, and I hate that.
And here, have the BBC's fabulous little filler programme, Posh Nosh, which debuted this year. It really is brilliant.
Otherwise, I had to resort to Wiki to help me out with 2003. Mick Jagger was knighted apparently! Boy do times change. Even as recently as twenty years previously, he was still seen as the bad boy of rock music. Or one of them anyway. It was also the year of David Kelly, the guy who blew the whistle on the fact that the government had lied about weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, in order to press for a war. Or a not war. They were still insisting that it wasn't actually a war, although quite what they think the difference is, I don't know. Twelve years on, I don't think anything has happened about that yet. Tony Blair still seems to be walking around free anyway.
It was the year when Buffy The Vampire Slayer ended! Two years too late, one might argue. I was sorry to see it go though, even if I was largely left cold by those last two years. It's a show that I haven't seen in ages, and I would love to do a rewatch sometimes (it can join a long and growing list - where did all the time go?! Days used to be twenty-four hours long. I'm sure they did), but I don't know if I would bother with seasons six and seven again. Except for the musical episode, obviously. Still, everything tails off eventually, and it was a heck of a series.
I had a look through the year's top #100. Ouch. When did SClub7 become SClub8? Like seven of them wasn't already too much? How many people do you need to do synchronised movements to a rubbish song?! Anyway, they split up apparently, so the poor eighth member clearly didn't have a very long career. Um. Oh, I give up!
Foo Fighters, with the most appropriate song that anybody could ever have written for 2003, Times Like These:
The big hit of the year - Outkast with Hey Ya!:
Rock suddenly got fun again with the appearance of semi-glam-rock band the Darkness. From their debut album Permission To Land, this is their hit I Believe In A Thing Called Love:
Adam Faith died this year, apparently. So here's What Do You Want? from 1959:
Sheb Wooley and Purple People Eater, from 1958. Sorry. It's nonsense, but I couldn't resist. And all his other songs are country & western, and I hate that.
And here, have the BBC's fabulous little filler programme, Posh Nosh, which debuted this year. It really is brilliant.
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