Hey all,
Hey everyone,
Last night was a mixed bag.
The Good:
- Neurosis. So apocalyptically heavy I'm surprised they didn't form a black hole over the stage. Incredible visuals as well, chilled out crowd (with a whole lot of out-of-towners kicking back), tribal drumming to die for and just an amazing performance all round.
- Low key post party with a couple of folk (six or seven) at a house in Islington.
- Leaving the post party at five thirty and catching the last 90 mins of Slimelight, cathcing up with friends and catching some cool tunes.
- After that: wander through the West End, finding hidden comic book shops in Bloomsbury, as well as scouring the other shops to see if there was any cool stuff.
The Bad:
- Getting so engrossed in Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep while riding on the Central Line that I totally didn't notice that i had dropped my gloves until I was standing on the Northern Line Platform at Bank two minutes later.
Bugger! I thought. Dad's going to kill me!
No time to chase the train, (an impossible task in any case) so I left it til morning to check all the stations on the Central Line from Bank (where I changed) all the way to Bond Street, dealing with Station Staff of varying degrees of surliness.
No luck. I've got a Lost Property Report to fill out, which I'll return later on, but I'm guessing I won't see them again.
Oh well. I had them for over a year, and i got a fair lot of wear out of them. Not to mention that last winter they saved my hands from becoming mince with fingers attached.
Mental Note: Check with Dad (again) where it was that we picked them up, so I see if it's worth getting a pair just like them.
Neurosis were still great.
-J
Last night was a mixed bag.
The Good:
- Neurosis. So apocalyptically heavy I'm surprised they didn't form a black hole over the stage. Incredible visuals as well, chilled out crowd (with a whole lot of out-of-towners kicking back), tribal drumming to die for and just an amazing performance all round.
- Low key post party with a couple of folk (six or seven) at a house in Islington.
- Leaving the post party at five thirty and catching the last 90 mins of Slimelight, cathcing up with friends and catching some cool tunes.
- After that: wander through the West End, finding hidden comic book shops in Bloomsbury, as well as scouring the other shops to see if there was any cool stuff.
The Bad:
- Getting so engrossed in Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep while riding on the Central Line that I totally didn't notice that i had dropped my gloves until I was standing on the Northern Line Platform at Bank two minutes later.
Bugger! I thought. Dad's going to kill me!
No time to chase the train, (an impossible task in any case) so I left it til morning to check all the stations on the Central Line from Bank (where I changed) all the way to Bond Street, dealing with Station Staff of varying degrees of surliness.
No luck. I've got a Lost Property Report to fill out, which I'll return later on, but I'm guessing I won't see them again.
Oh well. I had them for over a year, and i got a fair lot of wear out of them. Not to mention that last winter they saved my hands from becoming mince with fingers attached.
Mental Note: Check with Dad (again) where it was that we picked them up, so I see if it's worth getting a pair just like them.
Neurosis were still great.
-J
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