ok, this is a blog post which comes from being in the pub most of the afternoon. actually there are no pubs anymore, so it was a restaurant/bar. and we drank a pinot grigio (several bottles), and had a pretty good time. i met an old city maven and we hit it off. i got home, slept for a couple of hours, and then felt right as rain, happy and relaxed. it’s good.
blissfully unproductive (except socially), i determined to keep the day that way. i watched a bbc art programme and heard this quote (about arcade fire), which is worth sharing:
Rock and roll used to belong to the boys in detention, now it belongs to the prefects.
that from, the normally objectionable, Toby Young. I’m up for some new music right now. these things go in stages. i get a lot of new input for short periods, then i get none. so, no arcade fire. however another panelist, bidisha, did mention a couple of bands, one of which i looked up, the Afghan wigs. i looked at one lyric and bought the album. we’ll see.
Baby, I see you’ve made yourself all sick again
Didn’t I do a good job of pretending?
You’re saying that the victim doesn’t want it to end
Good. I get to dress up and play the assassin again
It’s my favorite
It’s got personality
I should have seen this shit coming down the hall
Every night I spent in that bed with you facing the wall
If I could have only once heard you scream
To feel you were alive
Instead of watching you abandoning yourself
Baby you can open your eyes now
And please allow me to present you with a clue
If I inflict the pain
Then baby only I can comfort you
Out of the night we come
And into the night we go
If it starts to hurt you
Then you have to say so
Amphetamines And Coffee, from the album “Up In It”.
