And somehow Friday morning has managed to roll around already. The week seems to have flown by. Still I did fly back on Monday evening because I had gigs on the next two days. So a little rewind seems to be in order.
Tuesday evening, The Frames were on in Bush Hall in Shepherds Bush. Had a couple of drinks with the lads after work and then headed down to that. It was fun, it was a whole lot of fun. I’ve never seen a band enjoy themselves as much as they seemed to be doing. And never seen anyone as grateful and happy that people knew their songs. They played the big ones, even throwing Revelate in there despite not being on the setlist in the first place. Awesome stuff, very pleased to be off seeing them again. Strange to be in a place so full of Irish people, I even ran into someone from the same estate back in Malahide. So just a little nostalgia carried over an extra day there.
Wednesday was The Subways out in the Garage Islington. Band to watch out for early next year, the record contract was signed last week. Not a bad gig at all. Some potential there allright and I look forward to the album. Handy enough for getting home.
Last night was to be a quiet one, swing by the DU on the way home and then catch up on sleep and stuff like that. Of course it was not to be, one of the lads I use to work with had a baby girl a couple of weeks ago and last night he had a pass out to celebrate. So it was a roll in around midnight after a few pints. I have no plans for tonight or Saturday and I hope to keep it that way. There is sleep to be caught up on.
Before that, another one of the guys had got a couple of preview tickets to see Garden State which we went along to. It was excellent, it was funny and touching and very much my kind of movie. Good good stuff, highly recommended. Superb cast with a tight script. I’ll be buying this one when it comes out.
Eve, my god Shiva has arrived and it’s wonderful. Skills and ships and other cool stuff. I had really just been training for the sake of training till it came out to see what CCP managed to come out with. They’ve pulled me back in big time. I may well be dropping out of CoH for a while. I’m looking forward to spending some evenings inside Eve. I have a new corp and looks to be all pretty good so far. So um yay CCP!
Mac, I’ve fallen back in love with my mac. I hate CVS on it and the file structure throws me a little every now and again, well that’s not true. The GUI for the structure does. Anyway this one is getting typed out on my iMac and I’m holding out hope for a nice shiny new G5 pretty soon. That would be sweet as.
I really hope that cunt Blunkett looses his job over this whole visa thing. Authoritarian fucker.
As it turns out, it would appear that I am (shock) over paranoid at times. I had been bugging me a good bit so I figured I’d just ask if I had missed something last Thursday and so far the answer has been a resounding no. However I did manage to get onto the computer and send an email last night at possibly not the best time so… Anyway welcome to my wonderful world of paranoia.
Oh yes I wanted to talk about music a little bit. I was listening to some Dylan in Dublin while I was doing something on the net. My mother walked by and asked if it was he and then pointed out that Mr Tambourine Man was my dad’s favourite song. A few years ago that would have been enough to make me cringe and never listen to any Dylan again. About the only crossover I thought I had with my dad was Queen. Anyway that had me thinking. My dad was had probably the biggest musical influence on my life, completely by accident. I’m sure I’ve told this story before but I’ll tell it again.
Sometime in late 1997 dad came home from work as usual. He called me and my sister and then handed me a bag. He had been using a payphone earlier in the day and found a bag in there on the counter containing two tapes. The first was Supergrass’ In It For The Money and the other was Radiohead’s Ok Computer. We were to have one each and I got first pick. I wasn’t a big fan of Radiohead, it took quite a while for me to settle into Paranoid Android and so I had been put off the album. I picked Supergrass. It’s a good album, I still think it’s a good album and I bought it on CD recently enough.
Anyway a few months later I finally got around to borrowing Ok Computer from my sister and listening to it. I never gave it back. I still have the tape in a top press back in Dublin and I will never give it back. No single album has ever had that much affect on me and it’s been a keystone of my music ever since.
Dylan’s not really been a huge influence, he’s the end of one I think. I like acoustic stuff, given a choice of anything I’d go for a vocal and a guitar and I’d be happy with that. Music taste is still changing, no changing isn’t the right word. It’s still growing and that is a good thing. It’s eclectic as fuck and there is nothing wrong with that at all.
One of the reasons that I was thinking about this is a CHOON I heard last night. Keep reading past the first two words. Vanilla Ice Ice Ice Baby of course mixed up (highly originally of course) with Queen’s Under Pressure. Ok so not much there really but throw into that Michael Jackson’s Rock With You and it was awesome. Nice but way too loud bar we were in, Mosh on Great Portland Street. The back of the bar is a microbrewery in a sealed off enviroment and they server their own beer from it. Very nice it was too. Very like a white beer but not quite. Nice stuff.
I really need to figure out what I’m doing to do to get del.icio.us working up there. I’ve been using it a lot for the past few weeks to cut down on the random one line posting of links. I’ll think about it at some stage over the weekend.