Amusement

[daedalus_bloom]

Today I was wandering home along whatever the proper term for a secondary high street is. Not the high street, but one with plenty of shops that leads off the high street. That's not important though, the event could have happened on any ol' street. The event involved a chap coming out of a shop on the street. He was INDIE. He was wearing the

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[grumpy_thomas]

This proves sometimes self control is a bad thing. As long as you fall over in a way that complies with government health and safety guidlines it can be a good idea.

Hmmm....

That MyTube thing is popular, do a Mark Thomas Data Protection Act and get the CCTV footage, because you were in it you should be able to. Then put it on the interjig.

Also I dislike the idea that you can be alternative to fit in... That's just about as oxymoronical as you can get without being a cowlike imbecile.

[shotpurple]

ah, I recall getting drunk with you and Cay in The Good Mixer some time ago, ripping the piss out of those 'indier than thou' types. Up here in Brum, they tend to have the mullets which were in fashion back in 2001, when I'd first moved to London. Hahahahah.

[daedalus_bloom]

Ah, those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end. Now I am too poor to leave my house and Cay has forgotten who I am. Oh well. I also lost the scarf that we shared. I think that I left it in the Dublin Castle some time later.

A thought has occurred to me about the indier-than-thou types. I suspect that they're like the Blokes who like to slag of Pufters because in actual fact they're worried that they themselves aren't really manly enough. If you're afraid of not being 'cool' then what better way to prove it to yourself by overdoing it in whatever way you've been told is the coolest?

I'm glad that we can take solace in the knowledge that we're cool. Take me for instance : past one o'clock on Friday night/Saturday morning, on the inter net having spent the night watching television. Don't let anyone tell you that I don't rock.

[suburban_ennui]

do you remember a New Zealander called Matthew Crawley who used to go and see The Loves play fairly regularly a few years back in London? Because he's a friend of mine, and certainly remembers you.

[daedalus_bloom]

Of course I remember him, unless I knew two Matthews from New Zealand and forgot one of them, which seems unlikely. How can I forget the guy who went out with a girl I really fancied, the bastard? No, not really, he is Good People. How is he and what is he doing? Say hello from me, and tell him that I still have the comics that he gave me at the airport...

[suburban_ennui]

he works as the promotions guy for bfm, the Auckland student radio, and also does some gig promotion. he's currently driving Sweish crooner Jens Lekman to Wellington. Lovely guy ...

are you back in The Loves again, or are the most recent phots just really old?

[daedalus_bloom]

Being Jens Lekman's chauffeur sounds like a pretty cushy job. Better than the office nothingness that I seem to remember Matthew doing over here. I may be wrong about that though. We didn't discuss work much...

Any Loves pictures that involve me standing on stage with a guitar are probably quite old, since I've not been back in the band since I left, although I've still been involved in teaching Jenna how the songs go so that she can be in the band and as a back up supply of equipment should things go wrong. If the pictures just involve me hanging around in the background then they might be new. I'm just a groupie these days...