The Calling, then Puressence.
Oct. 17th, 2002 10:20 pmIt's been a moderately quiet couple of days at work. Da boss (not da old boss, da new boss) asked if I could keep the list of projects topped up and available. Truly she is a master of delegation. Still, she seems to be finding actual useful stuff to do with the minutes saved, so I don't suppose anyone'll complain.
Tuesday night was the Calling. I was tired and knew that Wednesday was going to be a long day, so I tried to get an hour's sleep beforehand - and failed totally. At the venue, I went on first and almost totally failed to get anybody dancing - by the end of my set it had turned into one of those totally ridicukous "I don't care any more" moments with Leechwoman and Foetus and the Birthday Party and My Bloody Valentine.
Tristan danced to these, but no other fucker did. Setlist in full here.
Wednesday I knocked off about half an hour early to pick up
grahamb and
eviltwinemma and trundle over to Northampton to see Puressence again. The support turned out to be Echoboy, of whom I have heard. They were good, although they did get a bit overblown and flatulent towards the last couple of songs. I wouldn't mind seeing them again at some point, though. The venue was a little (and fairly new) place called the Soundhaus (cue lots of unfunny "Bauhaus and Greenhaus at the Soundhaus" jokes) which was a bit over half-full. This was a shame. The audience were a bit too laid-back, as well. A little enthusiasm would have gone down well. It was odd, because I was at the Roadmender just down the road twice a few months ago and people were well into it.
Puressence were good, though. The set was Walking Dead / I Suppose / How Does It Feel / Analgesic Love Song / Make Time / Comfort / Standing In Your Shadow / She's Gotten Over You (which is turning into my favourite off the new album, I think) / Mosside (?) / This Feeling / Sharpen Up The Knives // Mr Brown / India . And yes, I did nick a setlist again, although I didn't get it signed. Unfortunately the London one's sold out, or I'd go see them again.
This evening I have mostly been reading the paper, starting the new Christopher Brookmyre (I haven't spotted a Zevon reference yet, unless it turns out to involve a character called Angelique and "Angel dressed in black") and catching up on a couple of hours of the sleep I've missed.
Also, on Monday it seems I have some longstanding and dear friends dropping by, so i have to make the place look a little less of a bombsite. Safe and sanitary, at least.
I would rather rub the hair of a bear in her lair,
in the opposite direction,
I would rather put the make on a rattlesnake
than be losing your affection
Hmmm. Good to see Mr Merritt hasn't started to write ordinary lyrics.
Tuesday night was the Calling. I was tired and knew that Wednesday was going to be a long day, so I tried to get an hour's sleep beforehand - and failed totally. At the venue, I went on first and almost totally failed to get anybody dancing - by the end of my set it had turned into one of those totally ridicukous "I don't care any more" moments with Leechwoman and Foetus and the Birthday Party and My Bloody Valentine.
Tristan danced to these, but no other fucker did. Setlist in full here.
Wednesday I knocked off about half an hour early to pick up
Puressence were good, though. The set was Walking Dead / I Suppose / How Does It Feel / Analgesic Love Song / Make Time / Comfort / Standing In Your Shadow / She's Gotten Over You (which is turning into my favourite off the new album, I think) / Mosside (?) / This Feeling / Sharpen Up The Knives // Mr Brown / India . And yes, I did nick a setlist again, although I didn't get it signed. Unfortunately the London one's sold out, or I'd go see them again.
This evening I have mostly been reading the paper, starting the new Christopher Brookmyre (I haven't spotted a Zevon reference yet, unless it turns out to involve a character called Angelique and "Angel dressed in black") and catching up on a couple of hours of the sleep I've missed.
Also, on Monday it seems I have some longstanding and dear friends dropping by, so i have to make the place look a little less of a bombsite. Safe and sanitary, at least.
I would rather rub the hair of a bear in her lair,
in the opposite direction,
I would rather put the make on a rattlesnake
than be losing your affection
Hmmm. Good to see Mr Merritt hasn't started to write ordinary lyrics.
Brookmyre then Puressence
Date: 2002-10-17 04:12 pm (UTC)its really bad/good when he mentions whole context refs like blokes in corners on the phone asking for Lawyers Guns and Money etc etc. Oddly was listening to Mr Bad Example earlier on today
On a vaguely related note. have now discovered mates going on a Rebus Pub Crawl. any excuse eh?
have got tix for Puressence on the 30th so shall see how it goes. Darkstones is also in attendance.
np: The Damage Manual - Bagman Damage
Re: Brookmyre then Puressence
Date: 2002-10-17 05:00 pm (UTC)The Sacred Art of Stealing. Apparently it's a ref to a song by Billy Franks (who he?) called The Sacred Art Of Leaving.
its really bad/good when he mentions whole context refs like blokes in corners on the phone asking for Lawyers Guns and Money etc etc.
Excellent. Which one's that from? I'm trying to make a list of Zevon references in Brookmyre.
On a vaguely related note. have now discovered mates going on a Rebus Pub Crawl. any excuse eh?
For a drink, or for some Rankining? Both sound good to me, actually.
have got tix for Puressence on the 30th so shall see how it goes. Darkstones is also in attendance.
Excellent. Let me know.
Re: Brookmyre then Puressence
Date: 2002-10-17 05:15 pm (UTC)> to make a list of Zevon references in Brookmyre.
I do hope you jest.. ;-)
IIRC its a tad like one of Martin Amis' self refs - the main character goes into a bar and notices an incidental character on the phone calling for lawyers and money. I think it might be in One Fine Day but am unsure. Either that or I imagined it all which now makes me concerned for any book I read. Erse. Guess whats being added to the 'to read again' pile. I'm pretty sure its Brookmyre. Damn.
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Date: 2002-10-18 02:49 am (UTC)It is so past time to get you a radio show.
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:07 am (UTC)Graham as the successor to John Peel?
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:16 am (UTC)(Sorry, Graham, but you know it had to be said. And I'd listen.)
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:23 am (UTC)I'm not sure about the live Extreme Noise Terror sessions, though. The neighbours might complain.
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:57 am (UTC)Do you mean me? I couldn't do a radio show. My taste may be impeccable (feel free to agree with me there) but my collection isn't really up to it. Small but perfectly formed if you like...
I'll leave radio shows and djing to you lot.
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-18 04:23 am (UTC)It didn't happen, unfortunately.
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-18 05:00 am (UTC)(And you should consider yourself lucky - the first example I thought of was Jono and Emma.)
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-18 05:36 am (UTC)on a related note, don't student campuses have radio stations anymore?
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Date: 2002-10-18 03:11 am (UTC)Do you want me to tell you if you're right or not or would you rather find out for yourself?
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-18 03:25 am (UTC)a) hasn't seen Puressence, and
b) has (to my knowledge) not heard any Puressence
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Date: 2002-10-18 04:01 am (UTC)I think I heard one of their songs on Radio 1 once. About three or four years ago.
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