Monday, July 25, 2011

I'll Be Your Mirror

Sometimes the best times you have are the ones that you don't plan. Whilst I toyed with the idea of going to I'll Be Your Mirror as MarBelle and MissDx would be there MonsieurB kindly reminded me that I am permabroke and that perhaps spunking my money up the wall on ridiculously good ATP events would be a bad idea.

Luckily a spare ticket was going around 2 weeks before which meant;

1: I got to go when I wasn't expecting to; and
2: I didn't have a really long wait til it arrived. Yay!

I am a knobber and didn't bring my camera as I couldn't find its case and I know if I brought it without one I'd end up breaking it. I. Just. Knew. So I'm afraid the best I could do is above.

We caught all of the Great Hall (standard). PJ Harvey and Portishead were amazing which is no surprise. It was the third time I've seen PJ and I think the first time I saw her remains the best. What's not to love about fluro pink stilettos and a Spice Girls t shirt (circa 5 years after their demise so no comeback tour here thank you).

Portishead were as epic as I imagined they would be. And whilst I always turned my nose up at Alexandra Palace as being massive it's not actually as big as I thought it would be.

Doom was mainly us spent saying, "Do you think it's really him under there or his mate cos he can't be bothered?". It was also before Doom that one of our number (a new person! I love new people! All the more so if they're cool as fuck which this lady was) got a text asking if Amy Winehouse was dead. Twitter and BBC News confirmed something we all immediately said, "Noooooo", to when Cat read out the text to us. This meant I also spent Doom in a semi state of disbelief.

Other highlights were BEAK> and The Books as well as Helen Money. All in all there were a lot of stringed instruments gwanning. And drunkenness. I didn't realise how drunk I was until I wolfed a chip butty (I never eat chips. Ever. Unless bollocksed) in about 7 seconds flat and when I took a step back from the shambles that was us telling a poor lady with a flip cam what we had enjoyed most about ATP. I can't even remember what I said to her. But what I would say now would be - hanging out with like minded people, having japes and slowly getting smashed set against a backdrop of brilliant music.

And tomorrow I'm off to an exhibition of animation - which isn't a very good description. You'll get a better one later in the week. Once I've been.

I know, I know, it sounds like I'm quite the girl about town with not a care in the world. It's not true though. I've spent most of today FREAKING THE FUCK OUT because I am going to a wedding on Saturday and decided to change my outfit yesterday. Then today everyone at work told me I can't wear a jumpsuit to a wedding. So basically I'm going naked. With a fascinator in my hair. And maybe some shoes. If I'm allowed to wear them and not breaking some UNWRITTEN WEDDING LAW that I have not even HEARD OF which means the girls at work scare THE SHIT out of me.

But I'm fine now. Really. No. Really.

*Freaks out - breathes heavily - hyperventilates - passes out*

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Argh how much do I want these??!!! £17.00 though. Youch. They would look so pretty though. So very, very pretty.

In other news do you ever have one of those Saturdays that start out all polite and lovely and end in extreme drunkeness, fucktardedness that wasn't foreseen, bruises, falling over and knickers in your handbag? It was one of those Saturdays. Don't worry though - I'm not reclaiming the word slut. I have a boyfriend so I can be as badly behaved as I like right? Right?

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Music Video of the Year? Probably Warpaint, probably

If you know me you'll know that I have mild obsessions with things that most people have a passing interest in (in no particular order):

Tea (and all tea related paraphernalia)
The sea.

I also really like Warpaint. Whilst I saw them live a few months ago and was a but underwhelmed it hasn't detracted from my love of their music. To be fair, the only accusation I could level at them was that they didn't interact with the audience enough. Whilst that's a major fault I couldn't say they weren't great musically live.

Then this beautiful video appears on my Twitter feed from Warpaint. I'm going out there. I'm putting it on a limb. It's blatantly music video of the year.

Friday, July 15, 2011


So the title *and* the picture may suggest to Inspector Morses amongst you that I have a new iMac. Basically what happened was this:

My old iMac was a thing of wonder and beauty. A design classic. No doubt about it. iMac Anglepoise G4. You gotta love it. But then it went a bit sadface and was too old to upgrade to shiny new iTunes. So I got on with an old OS on my iPhone and trundled along with my iPod 80gig classic and when work gave me an iPad I just synced it on my Dad's Vaio and it was a bit of a pain in the arse but it could be worse.

Then a terrible thing happened. A thing so terrible that I have just got over it. My iPod dropped out of my pocket on a train (all my fault. Kind of. Sort of work's fault but let's not apportion blame. But it definitely was work's fault. They rushed me. Those rushers. Not in a rushing on pills way. Just rushing me).

So a 4 hour commute with no music is no fun. I looked at the 'new' classics on the apple site and sure enough they needed shiny new iTunes to do anything. Despite several calls to all manner of train operators and stations my beautiful iPod was lost. Gone forever to some fucking bastard who will never appreciate the immaculate taste in music and who SURELY won't appreciate the vintage Woman's Hour podcasts. Inconsiderate bastard.

So how do I remedy this? I do the logical thing and buy a brand new iMac and a new iPod classic. And it's all shiny and new. But I have Catholic guilt about the fact my iMac works still it's just a bit old. And to add insult to injury I threw away my TV/VCR combi this week as well. It's not got signal since they turned off the analogue in March. I'm blatantly not getting cable. What am I? Made of money?

I am currently in the process of transferring about 250 gig worth of music to iTunes. Then the sync of the i's. And the sad thing is I'm most excited about my iPad calendar and my iPhone calendar syncing with my iMac calendar. I take the piss out of a friend who swears by a filofax but I am no better. I'm just battery operated. Sadface.