The periodic i've not posted to LJ in ages update type thing...
So....Where to begin, what has been happening since last time...
Well i went to Antichrist, a friends band, Zeitgeist Zero were playing and what with the group i went with, i knew a fair slug of people, partied lots and had a great time. I was suprised and impressed how well my Clockwork Orange Droog outfit went down. Something i'd been planning since getting a Bowler hat one Whitby and i'd recently got some white trousers. Stretch jeans actually due to Tkmaxx which worked exceptionally well with my style of things. The lack of pockets was interesting and meant no mobile and only one place to fit my cloves. Yep, I had a smoking crotch !
The following day was started far too early. i found out last minute that They Might Be Giants were playing the Royal Festival Hall and went searching for tickets and found some cheap ones for the family show on ebay, with a few hours to go, ending while England was playing. Snagged for £6.70 the pair delivered. WIN. Was a fantastically silly concert, great sound, good music and much fun. Giant inflatable floaty things and the Avatars of They sock puppets stole the show, but everything was great. They missed a couple of my favourite tracks (cow town and Birdhouse) but they played a lot of them including a Pirate mass of incandescent gas !
The next weekend was a Rockabilly night down Esquires in Bedford, which was much fun, including being dragged back to a friends house to play with their skunks. One, as chocolate and white female, fell asleep on me and i got a warm fuzzy feeling. Sarah did say i should get some, but i doubt my cats would get on with them particularly well. Shame.
The Saturday saw me tripping up to Burghley house for the Battle Proms, which simonsatori had managed to swipe me a pair of tickets from the guest list. Alas due to breaking up with Sonja Thursday night one went to waste, shame as it was an awesome event. While simonsatori did his official flag waving and marching up and down, morbidfrog and I scurried about the place getting the best pictures and being in the best place at the right time. Classical gigs, gotta love them, you can walk down to the front barrier mid concert, although a few other people cottoned on to our game when we moved to the side of the field with all the canons on at the start of the Battle Symphony. A 196 cannons going of in synchronicity is certainly a spectacle to behold.
This last weekend saw a road trip to Waregem and the Gothic Festival. This time I drove myself and a couple of friends. We set off Thursday night after work and apart from a jam coming out of London, it was a pretty good journey down to Dover. We caught a Norfolk Line ferry to Dunkirk, which was a couple of hours and did a quick dash through France and just into Belgium and Waregem itself. A really easy trip and i was very impressed with my Garmin based Kenwood stereo sat-nav, which did things faultlessly and even showed the correct directions on roundabouts. Awesome. We got there a little earlier than planned, pitched our tents in the dark (3-4am) had a G&T and went to bed. Next morning was a quick foray to the supermarket to stock up on beer and snacks and odd bits we'd forgotten. Then back to the camp-site to meet up with more friends. Rob was there with his Event Shelter which is like a decent Gazebo but better and we crashed out, chatted, drank and waited for the rest of people to make it. We had quite a bunch of multinational friends by the end of it taking over a good corner of the camp-site. We later wandered up the festival with James and his car full of various drinks to check out the bands. It was party time and thankfully I'd paced myself better than rob earlier in the day (i on purposely mixed a weak bottle of G&T and was on the breakfast beers early on) as he crashed before Covernant and they were excellent. Faderhead were good. Funker Vogt fun. Umbra Et Imago showy and Sex Gang Children predictably dull.
Saturday saw a lazy start round the camp-site though i felt quite reasonable. There was little that excited me about the days line up and so i hung around friends and we had a laugh and then later an impromptu move of the camp to the edge of the car park for a BBQ. I also decided to see what the festival would make of me if i dressed up and i had a nice purpley blue frock coat, dress shirt and my cyber hawk so though why not. Seemed to really polarise people, some loved it, others were perplexed, but then i got that half the festival having a waxed moustache. Curiously the moustache stayed waxed and taught even through the night ! I Was amazed by Skinny Puppy's light and stage show. The tech was quite amazing. Reasonably good music too. Anne-Marie Hurst was predictable. Front Line Assembly i have pictures of, but that's as much as i can say. In the Nursery were good as usual. Drank way too much vodka and redbull and bounced the night away, even appearing in a friends music video being trans-dimensional !
Sunday started with a boil in the bag goth as the tent got toasty due to a heat wave. I dragged my sorry achy ass out and under the shelter where it stayed for a good few hours while the world unfurled around me. I eventually got out of my PJs although friends did try and get me to go to a gig in them, probably still more stylish than most due to the tash and panama and B&W gingham pjs. Still i eventually made it albeit very late and dressed down. It was *SOOO* hot and i'd missed so many good bands. Still i saw a bit of Faith and the Muse and VNV did a blinding set. Shame about Vic Anselmo as i heard they stunned everyone again, Alien Sex Fiend who played old stuff and The Eden House who are well, amazing for at least half the set.
The Monday drive back was mainly uneventful. The stop at a services for real food was nice and a brief spate in the countryside as we did a different route home was lovely. Got to the ferry early and was bumped up waiting all of 5 mins before loading on the boat. Even going into London went well. A grand adventure then. Am so repeating that !
Well i went to Antichrist, a friends band, Zeitgeist Zero were playing and what with the group i went with, i knew a fair slug of people, partied lots and had a great time. I was suprised and impressed how well my Clockwork Orange Droog outfit went down. Something i'd been planning since getting a Bowler hat one Whitby and i'd recently got some white trousers. Stretch jeans actually due to Tkmaxx which worked exceptionally well with my style of things. The lack of pockets was interesting and meant no mobile and only one place to fit my cloves. Yep, I had a smoking crotch !
The following day was started far too early. i found out last minute that They Might Be Giants were playing the Royal Festival Hall and went searching for tickets and found some cheap ones for the family show on ebay, with a few hours to go, ending while England was playing. Snagged for £6.70 the pair delivered. WIN. Was a fantastically silly concert, great sound, good music and much fun. Giant inflatable floaty things and the Avatars of They sock puppets stole the show, but everything was great. They missed a couple of my favourite tracks (cow town and Birdhouse) but they played a lot of them including a Pirate mass of incandescent gas !
The next weekend was a Rockabilly night down Esquires in Bedford, which was much fun, including being dragged back to a friends house to play with their skunks. One, as chocolate and white female, fell asleep on me and i got a warm fuzzy feeling. Sarah did say i should get some, but i doubt my cats would get on with them particularly well. Shame.
The Saturday saw me tripping up to Burghley house for the Battle Proms, which simonsatori had managed to swipe me a pair of tickets from the guest list. Alas due to breaking up with Sonja Thursday night one went to waste, shame as it was an awesome event. While simonsatori did his official flag waving and marching up and down, morbidfrog and I scurried about the place getting the best pictures and being in the best place at the right time. Classical gigs, gotta love them, you can walk down to the front barrier mid concert, although a few other people cottoned on to our game when we moved to the side of the field with all the canons on at the start of the Battle Symphony. A 196 cannons going of in synchronicity is certainly a spectacle to behold.
This last weekend saw a road trip to Waregem and the Gothic Festival. This time I drove myself and a couple of friends. We set off Thursday night after work and apart from a jam coming out of London, it was a pretty good journey down to Dover. We caught a Norfolk Line ferry to Dunkirk, which was a couple of hours and did a quick dash through France and just into Belgium and Waregem itself. A really easy trip and i was very impressed with my Garmin based Kenwood stereo sat-nav, which did things faultlessly and even showed the correct directions on roundabouts. Awesome. We got there a little earlier than planned, pitched our tents in the dark (3-4am) had a G&T and went to bed. Next morning was a quick foray to the supermarket to stock up on beer and snacks and odd bits we'd forgotten. Then back to the camp-site to meet up with more friends. Rob was there with his Event Shelter which is like a decent Gazebo but better and we crashed out, chatted, drank and waited for the rest of people to make it. We had quite a bunch of multinational friends by the end of it taking over a good corner of the camp-site. We later wandered up the festival with James and his car full of various drinks to check out the bands. It was party time and thankfully I'd paced myself better than rob earlier in the day (i on purposely mixed a weak bottle of G&T and was on the breakfast beers early on) as he crashed before Covernant and they were excellent. Faderhead were good. Funker Vogt fun. Umbra Et Imago showy and Sex Gang Children predictably dull.
Saturday saw a lazy start round the camp-site though i felt quite reasonable. There was little that excited me about the days line up and so i hung around friends and we had a laugh and then later an impromptu move of the camp to the edge of the car park for a BBQ. I also decided to see what the festival would make of me if i dressed up and i had a nice purpley blue frock coat, dress shirt and my cyber hawk so though why not. Seemed to really polarise people, some loved it, others were perplexed, but then i got that half the festival having a waxed moustache. Curiously the moustache stayed waxed and taught even through the night ! I Was amazed by Skinny Puppy's light and stage show. The tech was quite amazing. Reasonably good music too. Anne-Marie Hurst was predictable. Front Line Assembly i have pictures of, but that's as much as i can say. In the Nursery were good as usual. Drank way too much vodka and redbull and bounced the night away, even appearing in a friends music video being trans-dimensional !
Sunday started with a boil in the bag goth as the tent got toasty due to a heat wave. I dragged my sorry achy ass out and under the shelter where it stayed for a good few hours while the world unfurled around me. I eventually got out of my PJs although friends did try and get me to go to a gig in them, probably still more stylish than most due to the tash and panama and B&W gingham pjs. Still i eventually made it albeit very late and dressed down. It was *SOOO* hot and i'd missed so many good bands. Still i saw a bit of Faith and the Muse and VNV did a blinding set. Shame about Vic Anselmo as i heard they stunned everyone again, Alien Sex Fiend who played old stuff and The Eden House who are well, amazing for at least half the set.
The Monday drive back was mainly uneventful. The stop at a services for real food was nice and a brief spate in the countryside as we did a different route home was lovely. Got to the ferry early and was bumped up waiting all of 5 mins before loading on the boat. Even going into London went well. A grand adventure then. Am so repeating that !