Archive for December, 2008

Mad Decent Radio

Monday, December 29th, 2008

“Okay…now, we’re backagain nnnnmm of course you listening to ‘Mad Decent Radio’. This program is Labrie, my name is Habja Selassi and we’re speaking with…Baba…mmmmor maybe Ras Babao…..”

“Can I give a message?”



“Mmm mmm go ahead man…!”

“Yeah I just like to say ehm, lets have some music now huh?”

“Okay…Thank you.”

album cover

If you would like to know more about Mad Decent Radio, start by listening to Diplo and Santogold’s album Top Ranking. I know this is also (partly) the title of a golden reggae classic with exquisite lyrics (Althea and Donna’s Uptown Top Ranking), so you can rest assured that Diplo doesn’t get his inspiration from the gutter.

I love Diplo’s remixes. Let’s have some music now, huh?

So Slow, SO Slow, SO SLOW

Wednesday, December 10th, 2008

Winter knitting

Beatrix likes to take her time, lying in the sun when other people work…

Every project I start is way too slow. Either I choose a project that uses yarn that is way too thin to produce results within an acceptable period, or a choose one that uses yarn that is even thinner. I just like those patterns better because the garments usually have a much better fit and silhouette. I guess I have to live with this curse.

But just when I’m starting to think my knitting’s become fast enough to really make a difference, I pick a pattern that has an even tinier gauge, even longer sleeves and an even bigger surface, and progress is slow as always. And while I knit and loose my motivation for the project gradually, I keep spotting projects that I want to be making instead. Project that seem much more interesting than the one I’m knitting. And this, of course, doesn’t help.

It is now necessary, if I want to stay motivated for knitting in general, to carefully pick my next project. It has to be quick and also pretty, or my theory about chunky boxy knits will only be confirmed.

Of course I have noticed Twinkle’s Big City Knits a long time ago, but I seriously doubt whether this kind of garment will suit a person with different sizes than the average skeleton. As a matter of fact I know I will never knit this, just because of the fit.

Beatrix (a tweedy jacket, “with dipped peplum”) is starting to feel like an obligation, rather than something I like to work on. She’s not photogenic, and the instructions to match the second half of the front to the first one but with eight buttons spaced evenly between flounce and collar are once again a dread. I hate finding out halfway that I am going to have to figure out the rest of the pattern myself, because the person writing the pattern thinks that ‘knit second front like first front, reversing shapings and adding buttonholes every here and there’ is a fool-proof instruction.

Tea container

Saturday, December 6th, 2008

As you all know, I finished My So Called Scarf, and since then I have posted no-thing-at-all. You must all be wondering: “But Janneke, what the hell is on your needles now then? Weren’t you completely nuts with knitting these last months? If I think really really hard I can remember you working on something of a black lace shawl, but I haven’t heard about that one in ages, and I never got to see a ‘Finished’ picture of it either, so you must surely be working on something else in the meantime, right?”

And therefore I will beat you to the punch so you don’t have to clog my bandwidth asking these questions, and answer right away: “Yes, of course I have been knitting on things. I finished another pair of Garter Stitch Mitts, started months ago in India with cheap bright acrylic yarn and I modified them heavily because of my lack of a tapestry needle at some point. I couldn’t graft the live stitches recovered from a provisional cast on because of this lack of a needle, so I made a different seam, with contrasting yarn. Check it out:


You can probably see that they are thick, squishy and thus warm. In fact I think they are more functional than the first pair that I did not modify and knit in Rowan Felted Tweed. These were too tight (even though my hands are thin and small) and so lost their stretch very quickly and became quite thin. But I lost one of them a week ago and I am very disappointed about it because they were so beautiful and took up virtually no space in handbag or pocket.

Also, at some point, I have started liking tea. I always found it sophisticated, much more so than coffee for example, but I just used to hate the taste, so watery and bitter. But through some development of mine, may it be mental, physical or other, I now love to drink it, but the whole ritual that comes with it I like even better. Plus the fact that tea containers are so much more beautiful than coffee bags.

Thé gout russe

I am drinking this tea with milk right now, sometimes I use sugar, but both only every so often because it’s not actually the tea you are tasting when you add both milk and sugar. Except when you’re in India drinking chai, which is of course mainly milk and spices and not so much tea.

Back on a knitting note, I have been knitting furiously, or as furiously as these busy times allow me to (so that comes down to about twenty minutes every day on the train), on Beatrix by Kim Hargreaves, who’s patterns I have knit before with various results. The yarn is the same as that of Salina and my previous Garter Stitch Mitts, Rowan Felted Tweed, and I must say that in moss stitch it has a totally different, but equally nice feel as in stockinette.

Tonight Sinterklaas will once again (he did the same yesterday) shower me and my boyfriend’s family with gifts and the occasional poem. My head hurts like a giant bell is chiming away in it, so I have to relax more before the fun starts.”