9pm – The Newsroom. Jackpot £50. Cheat answer: Everything But The Girl(music round).
The Ship (Refurb)
The Ship is closed for a a big refurb, so no Musselburgh quiz for a few weeks (or possibly months).
Kerry will return but if in that part of town, remember that she has a new quiz at on Monday at the newly opened Portobello Tap. Monday 7pm.
Here is the cheat clue for tonight’s music round at the Newsroom. It’s nobody’s favourite band: Everything But The Girl.
This is the kind of music you liked for about three minutes when you were 24-years-old, because it made you feel like a grown-up and you’d reached that moment where you thought growing up might be a good idea.
It’s a bit like Dido and a bit like M-People and sort of like Coldplay. In other words – it’s had all the zazz taken out.
Like the Corrs. Like Elbow.
And playing the song reminded you why you never wanted to be grown-up in the first place.
The slowness, the refinement, the lack of anything obvious. Ah yes – the po-faced greyed-out silent screaming soul-death of it all.
Suddenly you remembered that grown-ups are unstoppably dull, obsessed with mortgages and patios and two weeks in the Caribbean.
So you get spooked, put the CD (as it was back then) back in it’s case and you go back to the box marked “Heavy Metal and Rave” and go back to playing stuff you actually like.
After that, things could go either way.
If, during the 180-second brush with adulthood you accidentally got married and filled in a remarkably large number of direct debit forms in a remarkably short amount of time, then here you are: ostensibly sitting with the grown-ups, sitting in a car and changing a nappy and wondering where all the Motorhead went.
If you avoided this fate the here you are: full of booze and parties all of which thinly masks an expanding void pulsing with nothing but emptiness and darkness, right at the heart of your being. You have loads of access to Motorhead though. And possibly darts.
As they said in Alien versus Predator: “No Matter Who Wins – We All Lose“, which is possibly the truest thing ever written.
The sentiment can be translated as “fucked if you do, fucked if you don’t” and brings to mind the latest Brexit hoo-hah.
If you’ve had enough of all the shite on media about Brexit then come to the quiz.
I recommend it. Take your mind off it all for a few hours. Win some biscuits, some money, some booze and some self-respect.
See you at the quiz tonight.
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