Last week.
Aug. 15th, 2006 02:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zotzLater last week I went to see Kim Hope with my brother, originally on the grounds that Kristilee, a friend of Rick Holland's, was helping her, possibly including a song. Obviously Tuesday was the night she wanted to see Dylan Moran instead, so it was just an hour of Hope, which was rather fun if a bit underattended. I've not heard of her before, but she was well worth seeing. She and Kristilee are both from the antipoads, although apparently Hope's now joined the hordes of London Aussies.
Some weeks ago my brother asked me if I fancied seeing Howard Jones. I said yes, obviously, because hearing that Howard Jones was doing an acoustic set made me think of the "Utah Saints - Unplugged" sketch. Come Saturday, sadly, he was playing a piano and had a guitarist along, but it was still fun. My second thought had obviously been "Will he have his little dancing gimp with him?"
Unfortunately not.
Earlier on Saturday there was a slight Middle-East-related walk with about three thousand friends. This was moderately interesting, partly due to Mark's comments about the sheer age of some of the chants - Vietnam-era, in at least one case (incidentally, there's still some anti-Vietnam war graffiti visible in Edinburgh if you know where to look). There was some very energetic pro-Hezbollah chanting going on, but only coming from about three people. Well, maybe four or five, but I was only sure of three. The SSP seemed to be keeping their heads down, which was probably very wise given recent events.
Fringe Sunday was quite fun. Gamarjobat were impressively amusing, but they're probably sold out by now. Afterwards I went to an LJ meet, which was fun in a very self-deprecating way. I arrived to find a grand total of two people,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
recycled_sales and oddity_uk, and we spent the next hour wondering whether each unaccompanied person (obviously noone with actual friends would have any need of LJ) was pasty, underexercised and socially inept enough to be looking for us. It took quite a while before anyone was, and then it was two - girls they were, even, which made us look considerably less sad (scratchmeharder and uisgebeatha they were, in fact, with a brief appearance from (IIRC) conifer too). After warning the women present to take absolutely no action on it, I mentioned the elbows-behind-the-back-thing (after raving about Captain Frodo, I think). Not being noticeably womanly, recycled_sales then proved that he actually can do it. Freak.
Some time ago, GrahamB played me some Mew, and I thought they were a lot of fun. Yesterday I found out that Rick Wakeman likes them. I feel sullied.
Some weeks ago my brother asked me if I fancied seeing Howard Jones. I said yes, obviously, because hearing that Howard Jones was doing an acoustic set made me think of the "Utah Saints - Unplugged" sketch. Come Saturday, sadly, he was playing a piano and had a guitarist along, but it was still fun. My second thought had obviously been "Will he have his little dancing gimp with him?"
Unfortunately not.
Earlier on Saturday there was a slight Middle-East-related walk with about three thousand friends. This was moderately interesting, partly due to Mark's comments about the sheer age of some of the chants - Vietnam-era, in at least one case (incidentally, there's still some anti-Vietnam war graffiti visible in Edinburgh if you know where to look). There was some very energetic pro-Hezbollah chanting going on, but only coming from about three people. Well, maybe four or five, but I was only sure of three. The SSP seemed to be keeping their heads down, which was probably very wise given recent events.
Fringe Sunday was quite fun. Gamarjobat were impressively amusing, but they're probably sold out by now. Afterwards I went to an LJ meet, which was fun in a very self-deprecating way. I arrived to find a grand total of two people,
recycled_sales and oddity_uk, and we spent the next hour wondering whether each unaccompanied person (obviously noone with actual friends would have any need of LJ) was pasty, underexercised and socially inept enough to be looking for us. It took quite a while before anyone was, and then it was two - girls they were, even, which made us look considerably less sad (scratchmeharder and uisgebeatha they were, in fact, with a brief appearance from (IIRC) conifer too). After warning the women present to take absolutely no action on it, I mentioned the elbows-behind-the-back-thing (after raving about Captain Frodo, I think). Not being noticeably womanly, recycled_sales then proved that he actually can do it. Freak.Some time ago, GrahamB played me some Mew, and I thought they were a lot of fun. Yesterday I found out that Rick Wakeman likes them. I feel sullied.
