Hey All
Hey All,
Last night I was feeling pretty tired, so for the first time in months I actually spent a Saturday Night at home, went to bed at a decent hour and saw my own kitchen before noon.
This afternoon I think I head to the Devonshire Arms where there is some kind of Dresden Dolls themed event.
What else is news... the show I went to for free was a pretty cool way to spend the evening. It turned out to be some gay and lesbian night in Vauxhall which played a whole lot of 90s indie rock (the good kind). I got to meet a record producer who is the owner of the record label that my friend Rachel is now working for. He seemed like a pretty cool guy.
The band weren't bad, though I much prefer different stuff.
I spent the rest of the night crashing on Rachel's floor.
Saturday morning I took a wander through Homerton (Rachel's locale) and soon found the Homerton Public Library, where I read the third Preacher Trade Paperback (ie the one that they can't find anywhere in Newham or Waltham Forest). It's strange where you find the pieces of a puzzle. Anyways, Preacher is one of the comics that can lend weight to the argument that some comics can qualify as Literature (at times).
This is going to be an interesting week for me, since I've got a couple of shows coming, plus one or two interesting things coming. And I do need to sort out how I'm going to get to France to see the 'Hick.
Over and out,
-J
Last night I was feeling pretty tired, so for the first time in months I actually spent a Saturday Night at home, went to bed at a decent hour and saw my own kitchen before noon.
This afternoon I think I head to the Devonshire Arms where there is some kind of Dresden Dolls themed event.
What else is news... the show I went to for free was a pretty cool way to spend the evening. It turned out to be some gay and lesbian night in Vauxhall which played a whole lot of 90s indie rock (the good kind). I got to meet a record producer who is the owner of the record label that my friend Rachel is now working for. He seemed like a pretty cool guy.
The band weren't bad, though I much prefer different stuff.
I spent the rest of the night crashing on Rachel's floor.
Saturday morning I took a wander through Homerton (Rachel's locale) and soon found the Homerton Public Library, where I read the third Preacher Trade Paperback (ie the one that they can't find anywhere in Newham or Waltham Forest). It's strange where you find the pieces of a puzzle. Anyways, Preacher is one of the comics that can lend weight to the argument that some comics can qualify as Literature (at times).
This is going to be an interesting week for me, since I've got a couple of shows coming, plus one or two interesting things coming. And I do need to sort out how I'm going to get to France to see the 'Hick.
Over and out,
-J
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