plinky plonky plinky plonk

I am pretending

I am listening to this …

… on a Boots-brand canary yellow tape player.

This is what happens

when you leave boy students

alone

in a classroom

with paper

and a biro

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sorry tape club records

i thought

i banned

wangs

and wang drawing

in lessons

weeks ago

Here are my students…

…aren’t they pretty.

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They have a boss website here, and you can follow them on Instagram here, Facebook here and Twitter here.

You Will Be Televised

Sometimes when you are filming projects with students they express a shyness about being on camera. It is a shyness I understand but when ‘not wanting your enviably youthful face to be on camera’ gets in the way of ‘my students making a kick-ass short film,’ STRONG, DECISIVE ACTION MUST BE TAKEN.

So today me and 11 out of 10 are filming enviably youthful, shy types with this on:

THERE IS ALWAYS A WAY.

Lindy West 10/10

I loved this piece not just because of the yes-needed, yes-still brilliant, re-posting of that Nicki Minaj rant on WTF BOSSINESS.

[What a strangely modern sentence]

Also, the stuff about newsreaders. What I would give, Lord, for some un-finessed, un-palatable, female newsreaders.

Sometimes it is a good idea to get someone who knows you to draw you without looking at your face and using their left hand and also allowing them a wide creative brief which includes drawing you as your spirit animal.

On the plus side I appear to own both a house and a CASTLE.

I made an archbishop

(I made an archbishop)

MY STUDENTS DONE THIS

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AND THIS

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AND THIS

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AND THIS

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AND THIS

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…on a budget of NO PENCE.

If you want a music video made for you - or a musical happening planned - you should probably chat up 11 out of 10 Collective on hello@11outof10.org.uk.

I am very proud.

[Special thanks to the immensely talented Miles Otto & Liam Roberts.]

Black Thing

I just spent the best part of half an hour digging this black thing out of my arm. All I want, God, is for every job I do to be as satisfying as this was. I like all the digging and the monkeying. I think I want to be a Splinter Getter Outer whether literally or figuratively. Is teaching about extracting things from young minds using brute force and silk pins*? Sometimes I wish it was.

*Silk pins = the BEST PINS

UN-FUCKING-BELIEVABLE

The Best Letter

Well, that’s that. I’m off, and if you don’t believe I’m leaving, just count the days I’m gone. When you hear the phone not ringing, it’ll be me that’s not calling.

Goodbye, old girl, and good luck.

Yours truly,

Earl Adcock

P.S. I’m not deaf.