End-of-year list and the future of this blog

2013 will be remembered for two things.

Firstly, it was the year that PJ & Duncan scored their first ever number one single. I wish I was joking.

Secondly, it was the year that Fat Roland On Electronica fell flat on its face. My frequency of posting has been glacial. That's because I've been writing lots of fiction and submitting things to the likes of Electronic Sound - neither of which would have happened if this blog hadn't been a success.

So I propose to do two things.

Firstly, tomorrow I will produce one blog post: a condensed version of my usual top ten albums of the year. I will produce it in 'live blog' format, so I'll start it in the morning, then blue-tac on additions throughout the day until my top ten list is complete. It will grow before your eyes, like a cheerful tumour. Follow the latest updates on Twitter.

Secondly, from January 1st, this blog will-- (Edit: not just become a personal blog, but become the brand new Netloafer!). All this means is, I will combine my music witterings featured here with my fiction-writing witterings (currently on a different site). This blog will adopt a new name. Geoffrey, perhaps. Or Susan. On second thoughts, I'll keep 'Fat Roland' in the title. (Edit: it's Netloafer. As you can now see.)

It will take a few days to redesign the blog. Any other blogs I have will be decomissioned (you have to get written consent from the Queen, apparently) and combined with this one. My other alternative was to knock blogging on the head, but I don't want to do that because my ego won't let me.

The change in this blog will provoke in you two distinct reactions:

Firstly, as the new design becomes apparent, you will vomit with joy and keep vomiting for the entirety of 2014.

Secondly, as my music readers are faced with fiction writing and my fiction fans are faced with music writing, you will realise that this whole new-look blog has fallen between a rock and a hard place.

And it shall be decreed that the rock shall be named PJ and the hard placed shall be called Duncan. Psyche.

Further Fats: Best albums of 2012

Paul McCartney died in 1966

Thank my MC Hammer pants for YouTube. Without this excellent source of information, I would never have learned that Paul McCartney popped his clogs in 1966.

An old video called Mystery About Paul McCartney's Death Or Putative Death compares low-quality pictures of Paul and his replacement "Faul" (a portmanteux of 'faux' and 'Paul') and also encourages conspiracy theorists to listen to the Beatles backwards and pay special attention to the messages hidden in the cover of Sgt. Pepper. It seems, over time, his appearance has somehow changed.

Look...

The comments add valuable additional information. Feel free to read these in the best Adam Buxton voice you can muster:

"My eyes change color from time to tile green to blue blue to brown brown to green then the cycle goes on again it probably has to deal with genetics"

"You man have a lots of spear time in your life. Why you just don't do something more constructive with your life instead of creating this bs video?"

"I was not that good looking in high school, but I am real sexy now, my facial features got more defined and my hair is long and works for me and i got a handle bar mustache, late bloomer, but the better times are just starting, cause im a man, ty lord ,peace"

I also have a lot of spear time, and being real sexy now I thought I would look for more replacement blokes in popular culture. The evidence, I think you'll find, is utterly compelling. From my literally-minutes of research, I can only conclude that everyone famous died in 1966. Even ones born in 1987 and, perhaps, 1974.

Behold:

Further Fats: Awful Pauls (2010)