Monday, December 17, 2007

On sucky internet connections and general life

I have been without the internet for a month now, but with any luck, things will be right back to normal, accompanied by a HUGE post of everything, by friday night!

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Birthdays aren't one-day affairs these days.

Last saturday (the one before the one just gone), it was my birthday. So I went to London for a while.Lisa's lunch. Split birthday lunch between me and Donna.
My card from pop.
Jason came down that afternoon, so after several drinks in Clapham, me, him and dad went to see Heaven and Hell (which is basically Black Sabbath without being sued) at Wembley. The arena, not the stadium.
The stage setup was quite honestly the most over the top I've EVER seen. Just look at that drumkit.
The next day, we went out in Camden. James came along.
and so did Tom!
Pop.
Jeff looking like a warewolf. We'd had a lot to drink by this point.
Incidentally, I'm not sure how he spells his name, so if this is wrong, sorry!
Monday night was Cold War Kids at Shepherd's Bush Empire. Patrick Watson and his band supported, who were surprisingly good. They really grew on me.
Patrick Watson!
Lomo!
Cold War Kids totally kicked ass.

It was like a party up there.
Sticks in wine bottles and everything.
Tuesday. Last show. Saosin and Alexisonfire at Brixton Academy. The guitarist on the left bitch tossed his guitar through four loops, one after the other. Now that's talent!

Alexisonfire.
George ran out of mic cable upon climbing the PA.


I think that brings everything neatly up to the present!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Note

I'm still here. I've just got a lot on at the moment. By the end of the week though I should have a nice big post of everything that's happened in the past week!

Monday, November 05, 2007

Army Of Flying Robots

Friday night was the last (for a very long time) Army Of Flying Robots show. There's not much that can be said really. It was awesome.AOFR are like an institution. If you weren't there, you weren't worth being anywhere.
Luke Moss.
Henry Davies.
Andrew Morgan.

Mosssssh.
Henry got all wrapped up.
Craig Mulcahy.
Surfing, Nottingham style.
Simon Fitzpatrick.
"GIVE US A DRUM SOLO!"
Boulty was loving it so much, he gave a bit of a dance.
Cowbell!
Tom Browne is stalked by the mystery drumstick.

More surfing.
Sweaty.

I don't remember the last time The Old Angel was that full.
Goodbye Robots, we'll miss you dearly!
Bringing the noise to finish things up.

Late halloween

After a VERY heavy night out for halloween, I had to double-time it and go out with the college folk.Fancy dress doesn't always mean dressing up really silly.
Ian.
Hollie with my hat and mask. The mask made both drinking and breathing difficult!
Thomas.
Justin, who was already plenty drunk before he even arrived.
Pete made the best effort I've seen in ages.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Venice: Part six - Day four digital photos!

On Thursday, which was also the final day, I made a point of making sure I saw the Icelandic pavillion, which happened to be only a couple minutes walk from the apartments!
The work was, as everyone had expected, intricate, and for the most part, beautiful.

I want to go!
I got myself a press kit for the pavillion, which I've been musing over pretty much constantly!
Arches.
Cat!
The Ukranian pavillion. We found this by accident. Glad we did!
It featured dozens of photographs. All of them were as good as this.
The windows were open, so you could get a good view of the Grand Canal.
More photos.
Accordion in San Polo (I think) square.
The drinking water fountains actually provide clean drinking water!
Even Venetian cats lose themselves sometimes.
Backstreets.
The pigeons really are everywhere in the square.
Then is started to rain and chaos broke out.
Pretty soon the square was empty.
After a long wander through alleys and side streets, I popped out at the best view I got of the day!
The rain carried on. It really was miserable. And cold.
But we still braved it!
Raindrops.
Fast forward a few hours and Grace was all smiles at the airport!
Clemency tried her best.
Tom looked as dashing as ever.
All ready to go...
...until we were told we had a four hour delay, meaning we were now leaving Italy at 2:45am.
Justin kept up the smiles though!
He was alone though. Everybody else took a chair, or just the floor in Helen's case.
Treviso airport. 2am smoking break.
This is the only photo I took upon arriving back in England.