Same old same old
Hmmm, I thought.
Who the hell is Louise Golbey? And why did I react that way to her phone message? "Same old same old" implies that we were having a conversation that I found boringly familiar... but I just can't place that name. Did the grant-inspired adrenaline rush and/or the two-week Olympic party seriously addle my brains that much?!
I searched my email folders for her name - nothing.
I searched a couple of institutional contact lists - nothing.
But Google had the answer: she's a musician who was recently profiled on the "BBC Introducing" podcast, to which I subscribe.
She has a song called "Same Old, Same Old".
I keep a list of artists I've heard on podcasts who I want to investigate further, but it's usually as a note in my iPhone.Using the telephone message post-its instead probably saved me a couple of minutes on a busy day, but cost me much more than that in solving the mystery (and then blogging about it - d'oh!) today.
Anyway, you should check her out. I don't write that many names down in a given month, so her music obviously stands out, even if her name didn't!