I want my MTV

I miss C4, but at the moment there is a programme on called Coco Lounge, playing a selection of video favourites. I’ve heard Cyndi Lauper, Deelite, B52s, and a few other classics. OK overplayed classics, but better than religious programming. The selections sound eerily familiar because I think the VJ is the same guy who was playing at the RSA last night. There was a disco ball, and a number of unashamedly gay anthems playing as if we needed more proof that the army is totally camp. The one thing I found particularly intriguing about the venue was the chalk board outside, advertising Prince Charles on Friday night. Or was it Saturday? Bears investigation.
Also worth further examination is an utterly trashy show they played this evening about 10pm. It was called moonlight, and was all about a vampire private investigator. It was not quite up to the giddy standards of my most favouritetist vampire policing show Forever Knight, but it could be a viable late night but I don't want to go to bed option. Anything beats infomercials that don't feature Chuck Norris or the Slam Man dance crew.

Carnivale

I always feel a deep sense of emptiness when I finish watching a good TV series, and I have just finished the second season of Carnivale. I will always feel affection for that show, if only because I can titter every time I say managament referring to the powers taht be at the library. The other show I can say that about is Little Britain - which made returning copies of the magazine "The Lady" a joy.