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They're gonna hang me if I stay here and shoot me if I run
There were far, far too many things on offer last night, but I opted for the Prom (because it's so rare these days) and then Gloomy (because it's only down the road). The latter was pretty much the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wilteddaffodil Show, and none the worse for that. To my surprise, Str8X +1 turned up at one point, but either they vanished again after not too long, or that place's stealth properties are getting worse. Ended up walking home on account of TFL's inability to run enough N19s that they're not all full by the time they get to Angel, but it's a pleasant enough stroll. Also, while being in black tie for the Prom is pretty much expected, it giving one the excuse to be in black tie for Upper St, Gloomy &c is just plain fun.
Primeval couldn't just stick to freaky quadrupeds turning up in forests, then - it's ranging around the prehistoric eras, and the country, and this time we got things with more than six legs. In the Tube. The first victim having entered the network one stop down from me, and one lucky escapee standing where I tend to in full carriages. I may be avoiding the Piccadilly Line for a bit.
Yesterday afternoon I felt in need of a walk, headed down to the park and then just sort of...kept going, Among the sights I saw on a sort of pentagonal loop through St Ann's and Haringey were a building proudly emblazoned with the name Low Profile House (even if it was only visible from a section of the New River Path which felt more like a particularly clogged section of the New River than solid ground), and a sign to the Crusader Industrial Estate sensitively positioned next to a mosque.
Speaking of the monotheists, I was reading a rather charming piece about a surviving cargo cult, and my irony buffers almost overloaded at this part:
"A Christian youth worker told me how he thought the cult was childish. "It's like a baby playing games," he insisted. "Those people are holding on to a dream that will never come true," he said."
Yes, because they want someone from 50 years ago to come back, whereas wanting someone from 2000 years ago to come back is far more sensible, isn't it?
Is it just me, or does the shaved head sort of suit Britney? Maybe I just think this because it's an outward symbol that she's now very much within my type, viz. 'mad girls'.
wilteddaffodil Show, and none the worse for that. To my surprise, Str8X +1 turned up at one point, but either they vanished again after not too long, or that place's stealth properties are getting worse. Ended up walking home on account of TFL's inability to run enough N19s that they're not all full by the time they get to Angel, but it's a pleasant enough stroll. Also, while being in black tie for the Prom is pretty much expected, it giving one the excuse to be in black tie for Upper St, Gloomy &c is just plain fun.Primeval couldn't just stick to freaky quadrupeds turning up in forests, then - it's ranging around the prehistoric eras, and the country, and this time we got things with more than six legs. In the Tube. The first victim having entered the network one stop down from me, and one lucky escapee standing where I tend to in full carriages. I may be avoiding the Piccadilly Line for a bit.
Yesterday afternoon I felt in need of a walk, headed down to the park and then just sort of...kept going, Among the sights I saw on a sort of pentagonal loop through St Ann's and Haringey were a building proudly emblazoned with the name Low Profile House (even if it was only visible from a section of the New River Path which felt more like a particularly clogged section of the New River than solid ground), and a sign to the Crusader Industrial Estate sensitively positioned next to a mosque.
Speaking of the monotheists, I was reading a rather charming piece about a surviving cargo cult, and my irony buffers almost overloaded at this part:
"A Christian youth worker told me how he thought the cult was childish. "It's like a baby playing games," he insisted. "Those people are holding on to a dream that will never come true," he said."
Yes, because they want someone from 50 years ago to come back, whereas wanting someone from 2000 years ago to come back is far more sensible, isn't it?
Is it just me, or does the shaved head sort of suit Britney? Maybe I just think this because it's an outward symbol that she's now very much within my type, viz. 'mad girls'.
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Also: Popjustice Live on Wednesday: I have guestlist, as Trademark (whom you might quite like) are playing and I may be doing videoage for them. Want to go?
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Trademark...I've seen them a couple of times now and they're the archetypal 'band for whom I try to arrive in time if they're on the bill, but for whom I don't go out especially'. Though I do like their business with the lab coats and the giant transparent plug, and it was splendid the first time I saw them simply because they were on a bill with Gary le Strange. So he's singing 'Is My Toaster Sentient?' as part of his spoof New Romantic act, and then they come on and start singing quite sincerely about how their love is like a sine wave...