October 7th, 2005


Where the pigs don't fly

Gods, I'm tired. Surely some day soon I'll find the time to rest and recover...? (See subject line.) Anyway, earlier this week I managed to get myself into a minor road-rage incident, Collapse )

Fortunately there's been a lot of positive goings-on as well to offset the hassle. In the last couple of weeks we've been to 3 gigs, 2 clubs and 3 plays, most of which have been great (and the rest of which have at least been interesting in one way or another) so it's small wonder I haven't had time to write them up! I'm not actually trying to beat last year's gig-a-week average, but October's a good time for it: lots of stuff happening to convince freshers that Cambridge is great; my finances picking up again after the summer; the weather grey enough outside that hiding away in dark smoky venues full of beer and guitars seems like a good idea; warm enough to not mind being poured out onto the street late at night with sweaty t-shirts, aching feet and ringing ears.

I've also been pretending (in my head, at least) that I'm a fresher, and signing up for loads of new stuff. Collapse )

[Things I meant to write about at some point: gigs, patterns, work, spots, lost songs, and flapjacks. Don't hold your breath.]

Song ago

venta is officially the coolest person in the world for, ooh, at least all the rest of this afternoon. :-) The reason for this accolade: in the course of her excellent (recommended, readers!) Friday afternoon Boogie at your Desk feature, she has just successfully identified a song that I loved every time they played it at PANIC but never managed to find out what it was.

The song is "Time Bomb" by Rancid. If it's at all representative of the band's output, then they're much better than the rather inauspicious name would suggest!

It's not as if I needed more CDs to add to my wishlist, but it would be really churlish to complain about discovering more good music. :-) Talking of which, I should also probably take this opportunity to thank acronym for constantly recommending Pink Flag by Wire, which I finally got round to buying (£5 in Fopp at the moment!). It's great: now a) I know where Elastica got that fantastic riff that kicks off "Connection", the thieving so-and-sos, and b) I can say "they sound a bit like Wire" about all the good-ish new bands instead of having to flounder around somewhere on the Cure / Joy Division axis (AXIS OF GOFF).