I've got a post that I need to write, but it feels like a post that would write itself if I were halfway through my second large whisky at the time, so I need to either employ the whisky or work out how to get into a similarly verbose frame of mind before I write it.

In the meantime, however (and I've already asked this on Twitter, but I'm asking again here for those who don't read my verbose, sweary, rambling tweets), a request:

I've decided that I need to get my head back into the music word a bit. So, recommend me some bands, or solo artists or orchestras flamingos trained to play iphone-app-instruments using only their knees (touchscreen's a bitch if you've a beak). Whatever you want. Any genre, doesn't matter, I'll at least give it a look. Bonus points for links to websites or Myspace pages.

You can leave a comment here or get me on twitter (@codedragon) or identica (@gmb) or email them to me at blog AT grahambinns DOT com.

Ta.

(And yes, this is getting syndicated to Planet Ubuntu UK, because that might expand the pool of people who listen to audio bits).

I was planning to write this later on, after the '09-'10 changeover, but the Monkey Shoulder that I've drunk is slowly making things go a bit fuzzy around the edges, so I'm writing it now before I lose the ability to type coherently.

Tom Jones and Paloma Faith are on Jools's Hootenanny... Tom Jones looks like he's been attacked with a vat of bronzer. Anyhoo...

So, wishes for the next year. I have plenty; plans too. Ideas and thoughts and harebrained schemes abound in my head, buzzing around me like little hummingbirds, beautiful and fragile and wonderful.

But it's to you, dear reader that I wanted to say:

Dream. Sing. Dance. Create something that didn't exist before. Live your life to the best of your ability; be the you that only you can be and be wonderful while you're at it. Smile at people. Don't give LSD to guide dogs. Make 2010 your best year yet. Make it, and you, fantastic. And if you should see me in the next year, smile, shake my hand, and tell me something about you I didn't know before.

Have a good evening you lovely internet ghosties. Have an awesome 2010.

My 2009 is pretty booked up. Work to do and a wedding in less than five weeks mean that I don't have too much time left over to breathe or eat or sleep or anything.

2010, however, is the year that I do this:

Courtesy of Matt Jones, via Warren Ellis.