Does that look like...

Soho and the female form have always gone hand in hand. From the ladies of the night to the Revue circa 1970 and this week, those shiny awards that look like a discreet part of the female anatomy. I apologise, they don’t. It’s me being perverted. They look like a conch. And that's because we are less than 24 hours away from.... The Conch Awards 2008.
Sadie’s currently fretting about tickets and the possibility of over booking the cinema - how could we spin sitting on laps…? A cosy networking possibility, speed lapping?! My telephone number is somehow the first point of contact for dwarves, cybervixens, golden statues and a boy band calling themselves 'The Singing Plague Victims'. Last night in the pre Conch mayhem Jo was in her living room cutting and pasting having resorted to taking Operation Cue Cards home in an effort to get intoxicated after we took all solvents away apart from her Prit Stick and Sue, well, what exactly has Sue been doing... "doing The Conch - you just wouldn't understand!"

The Bubbles have the wonderous task of crossing all T's and dotting all I's. And we hope all those attending have a suitably wonderful time! Even without the Singing Plague Victims.

I've been IBC'd - An Introduction

It's 22:36 on Tuesday and I'm still knackered from my flirtation with the Media's biggest European exhibition - IBC. For those who don't know, which included me three weeks ago, the event takes place and essentially takes over Amsterdam for five days in September. And it's big. A showcase on a grand scale that's somewhat reminiscent of a zoo or a circus, only in this zoo technology replaces the penguins and caged lions and the attendees who pay their money and flock to stare and marvel at the performances in the big top actually venture into the equally bizarre constructed world within the RAI.

What really got me was the scale and diversity. The Avids and Sonys of the world were there, the unbelievably popular stands (maybe five percent up on last year?!) where people poured over the latest advances but then and this is where the industry started to unnerve me slightly, there were stands solely designated to the strangely impressive array of microphone shields which I'm assured can come in every conceivable shape, size and colour. Let me know if you're in need of one… I lost eleven minutes of my life being talked at - I’d like to think they weren’t lost for nothing. Email me on paul@doesntwanttoknowaboutmouldedfoam.com.

And on that note, I think I'll catch up on some sleep.

i should have ibC'n it coming!

Talk on the IBC beach…

· The Credit Crunch. With the news of financial institutions crashing around us how will this affect the media?

· Super Hi-Vision!

· In contrast the future for cameras is looking bright, and Rouge is the colour. Metadata anyone..?

· Dear Google and Youtube, You’re Parasites. Regards, Michael Grade.

· Is film dead yet? Nope.