Showing posts with label johnhutch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label johnhutch. Show all posts
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Saturday, 7 May 2011
H. P. Lovecraft's NIGHT-GAUNTS - Read by John Hutch
A new series of videos I'm making for my channel, to practice my audio skills.
Monday, 28 March 2011
Things I've done today!
- Read a Book:
- THE STATEMENT OF RANDOLPH CARTER - by H. P. Lovecraft
- I have to say these short stories are brilliant. I've a good mind to start recording them for audio, with me narrating them. If anything, they'll be good practice at reading things on camera or radio. Something to add to my blog pages :)
- Played Computer Games:
- Won a game of Chess
- I've not played chess in a very long time, mostly because I don't usually like playing games where I don't know what my opponent is going to do. Odd really. Well, better to be back in the action!
- Played more of Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic on my Macbook Pro
- So far I've completed Tatooine, Dantooine, and now I've started on Kashyyyk - the home of the Wookies. I've completed the game soo many times on the Xbox, but this Apple App download has surprised me with a brand new location - a space station in orbit around the planet Yavin with a host full of expensive weaponry goodies to by from this Rodian guy. God, this game is addictive!!!
- And generally had a lazy day:
- Today I've been generally tired. Mostly because I was up till 3am last night. Technically it was 2am, because we lost an hour as the clocks went forward. I spent most of last night chatting on Blog TV with my friends Jon Gransden, Matthew Chambers and Christopher Thomson, counting down to the change in temporal change. Then Stephen Fielding, my housemate and fellow whovian, awoke me early in the morning to watch the car racing on the TV (which I wasn't too fussed by at all - it's his house, after all).
- I've had a good few naps today though. It's been a bit of a RECHARGE day for me. I must go outside more often though, as I'm starting to get stuck in the house... A few walks are in order I think!
- Prepared my news items for tomorrow's TEQUILA RADIO broadcast:
- Tomorrow morning sees another busy day for me. First off I am, once again, lending my services to my student friends at TEQUILA RADIO to broadcast the news updates for them. But this time my visit shall be cut short, as I have to be in work at Nando's in St David's 2 from 10am onwards - I have to help set up the restaurant. I'll have to take my computer with me to work, so I've got a padlock for my locker for security.
- Straight after that I've got more filming with students a we continue to film 'BE HAPPY', which reminds me, I'd better stick my clothes on the radiator for the morning!!
Anyways, gotta go!!!!
Monday, 7 February 2011
Spooky
The other day, I went to Cardiff Castle for the very first time. I got in for free because I get a city pass for working in Nando's in St David's 2, which is brilliant - I can now go in whenever I like :D
Unfortunately, they were doing some repair work to a section of the castle, due to weather problems, and so most of the castle was shut off. But they did have a tour going on. I just managed to catch the last one. The castle was impressive, to say the least. The tour guide, lovely chap, took us to some of the great rooms and delivered a spiel about the history and important facts - a spiel, you could tell, he'd been reciting ALL day, EVERY day for as long as he'd lived there. And as much as he made it out to be interesting, he told it in a manor of obviousness, possibly even a tiny hint of boredom. But the history of the castle and indeed the design of the interior rooms was rather spectacular - very "Gothic Revival" in design. And very Catholic too (these people obviously used to sit on spikes!)
The final room of the tour was a great library, full of books (well obviously) and contained a large fireplace. The tour ended here with chances of questions. The Guide was rather hoping we'd ask him something, as everyone had been silent on the whole tour - bit like walking around a dead place. At first I enquired as to the meaning (translation) of some of the ornate carvings above the fireplace. He wasn't sure completely, but he knew they must all be different forms of the alphabet. And then, because nobody else was asking, I posed the question "Any ghost stories?"
This seemed to wake him up a lot. Something that actually interested him, instead of repeated facts about "the history of this chunk of wood". He'd never seen a ghost himself, but he had an open mind. He'd heard a lot of ghostly happenings from other security guards in the castle. Especially people on the night shifts. People have seen Monks in the courtyard, a lady walking the corridors... Some have even been tapped on the shoulder by something that wasn't there.
We stood debating the subject for a good 15 minutes - best part of the tour. Then the Guide had a moment of inspiration. He decided to take us to a small marble room (which wasn't part of the tour) where, a hundred or so years ago, a Lord of the castle was found dead from an apparent heart attack. The room was cold. It used to be the Lord's dressing room at the time, so it would probably have been warmer. But now it was redecorated to look like a marble catholic prayer room - angels on the ceiling and walls - very cold and unwelcoming. In fact, this room was the coldest in the whole castle.
The Lord was found dead on a chaise lounge under an archway in the corner. But today, the place where he was found is replaced with a marble pillar and bust of his father's head - so that his father can watch over him, even in death.
At first, I thought I felt a presence in the corner of the room by the door; very slight and gentle, as if someone was just stood there. 'Could this be the dead lord?' I wondered to myself. But then I decided to take a closer look at the pillar - the death spot. The moment I got close to that thing, I felt something I'd never felt before. A repelling force. It was as if something was trying to push me away, like a magnet field. Almost like running into an invisible wall.
But to force my hand through that barrier, I picked up something bizarre. Static. An incredible charge of static energy that made my hand tingle - like putting your hand next to a well charged TV screen or wearing a magnet around your wrist. My hand soon felt as if I'd been lying on it. The blood tingled. That feeling was nowhere else in the room. Just around the pillar where the body was found. It was almost like a living thing.
Afterwards, we left the room and the tour came to an end. The castle itself was closing for the day. I walked with two guys who were also on the tour - both of them were ghost hunters, and we talked about ghostly encounters; orbs, psychic attacks, Azazel... it was a most bizarre evening.
Unfortunately, they were doing some repair work to a section of the castle, due to weather problems, and so most of the castle was shut off. But they did have a tour going on. I just managed to catch the last one. The castle was impressive, to say the least. The tour guide, lovely chap, took us to some of the great rooms and delivered a spiel about the history and important facts - a spiel, you could tell, he'd been reciting ALL day, EVERY day for as long as he'd lived there. And as much as he made it out to be interesting, he told it in a manor of obviousness, possibly even a tiny hint of boredom. But the history of the castle and indeed the design of the interior rooms was rather spectacular - very "Gothic Revival" in design. And very Catholic too (these people obviously used to sit on spikes!)
The final room of the tour was a great library, full of books (well obviously) and contained a large fireplace. The tour ended here with chances of questions. The Guide was rather hoping we'd ask him something, as everyone had been silent on the whole tour - bit like walking around a dead place. At first I enquired as to the meaning (translation) of some of the ornate carvings above the fireplace. He wasn't sure completely, but he knew they must all be different forms of the alphabet. And then, because nobody else was asking, I posed the question "Any ghost stories?"
This seemed to wake him up a lot. Something that actually interested him, instead of repeated facts about "the history of this chunk of wood". He'd never seen a ghost himself, but he had an open mind. He'd heard a lot of ghostly happenings from other security guards in the castle. Especially people on the night shifts. People have seen Monks in the courtyard, a lady walking the corridors... Some have even been tapped on the shoulder by something that wasn't there.
We stood debating the subject for a good 15 minutes - best part of the tour. Then the Guide had a moment of inspiration. He decided to take us to a small marble room (which wasn't part of the tour) where, a hundred or so years ago, a Lord of the castle was found dead from an apparent heart attack. The room was cold. It used to be the Lord's dressing room at the time, so it would probably have been warmer. But now it was redecorated to look like a marble catholic prayer room - angels on the ceiling and walls - very cold and unwelcoming. In fact, this room was the coldest in the whole castle.
The Lord was found dead on a chaise lounge under an archway in the corner. But today, the place where he was found is replaced with a marble pillar and bust of his father's head - so that his father can watch over him, even in death.
At first, I thought I felt a presence in the corner of the room by the door; very slight and gentle, as if someone was just stood there. 'Could this be the dead lord?' I wondered to myself. But then I decided to take a closer look at the pillar - the death spot. The moment I got close to that thing, I felt something I'd never felt before. A repelling force. It was as if something was trying to push me away, like a magnet field. Almost like running into an invisible wall.
But to force my hand through that barrier, I picked up something bizarre. Static. An incredible charge of static energy that made my hand tingle - like putting your hand next to a well charged TV screen or wearing a magnet around your wrist. My hand soon felt as if I'd been lying on it. The blood tingled. That feeling was nowhere else in the room. Just around the pillar where the body was found. It was almost like a living thing.
Afterwards, we left the room and the tour came to an end. The castle itself was closing for the day. I walked with two guys who were also on the tour - both of them were ghost hunters, and we talked about ghostly encounters; orbs, psychic attacks, Azazel... it was a most bizarre evening.
Do YOU have a spooky encounter?
COMMENT BELOW!!!!
Sunday, 10 October 2010
DOCTOR WHO - ALTERNATE EMPIRE III
I love the Alternate Empire episodes that Julian Bane is making. He brings a whole new focus to the fan film episodes, with brilliant writing and acting, and amazing looking actors. This makes a great different compared to the usual Doctor Who fan films made by the younger viewers who run about in long coats, dodging a million Dalek blaster shots and screaming "I'm the Doctor! Look at me!!!!"
The acting is brilliant, the costumes are brilliant, the pace is brilliant, and the story focus is amazing. Basically, they put in a load of effort to make this look good. They should make more like this!
Friday, 1 October 2010
Coming out to parents / Being Bisexual
Recently I came out to my "christian" family about being bisexual. It was a tough ordeal, through which I had to be very brave and fight on through. They didn't take it well, of course. At first, they pretty much disowned me because anyone who isn't straight will "burn in hell" and is "sick" (in their opinion). But over time, a number of weeks, they started to talk to me in small bits, not mentioning my sexuality. Apparently they're praying that I find a girlfriend because then I'll be "saved". As if that's going to happen. But I guess they still love me for who I am (just not the bisexual bit). I hate closed minded people.
To be honest, of late, I seem to be attracted to more boys than girls. I love fit guys, with perfect bodies, amazing eyes and incredible hair. When I close my eyes and imagine being held or even holding someone, or even lying with them on the sofa, it's mostly been guys. Though there are a number of women who turn my eye - I have a select taste in women. Most women are far too girly, which I find extremely unattractive. It's all the fuss about shoes and hair and moaning all the time. It's just as unattractive as overly camp people. No offense to them. I can stand camp. But there's camp, then there's overly camp, then there's OTT camp and then there's Lewis (some gay person I know who tried to sexually harass me) who has a whole new level of camp. I prefer straight acting guys myself. It's probably obvious.
To be honest, of late, I seem to be attracted to more boys than girls. I love fit guys, with perfect bodies, amazing eyes and incredible hair. When I close my eyes and imagine being held or even holding someone, or even lying with them on the sofa, it's mostly been guys. Though there are a number of women who turn my eye - I have a select taste in women. Most women are far too girly, which I find extremely unattractive. It's all the fuss about shoes and hair and moaning all the time. It's just as unattractive as overly camp people. No offense to them. I can stand camp. But there's camp, then there's overly camp, then there's OTT camp and then there's Lewis (some gay person I know who tried to sexually harass me) who has a whole new level of camp. I prefer straight acting guys myself. It's probably obvious.
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