I've always found that Saturday nights are the most productive for me to do work - be it accounts, work on my music, on design, etc. I wonder why that is...
And whilst pondering that I keep getting befriended on ReverbNation by very good American Rappers!
Which has got nothing to do with cats but anyway...
Saturday, 24 July 2010
Antisocial but Productive
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Sunday, 27 June 2010
A rather lovely odd day (therefore lengthy blog)
So originally I was well pissed off to be missing the football as I had previously liked to watch England play around with the ball, (like it's food on their plate but they're not hungry) in pubs, and identify with men, whom I usually don't identify well with, because I am a woman you see.
Of course I would have forsaken even any ideas of football in my head if my beloved Grandfather had been able to attend a reading of his poetry, which happened at Lauderdale House in Highgate today. Alas he could not. Though it was LOVELY! Nice to hear Don's poems read out loud, and great gluten-free sandwiches and juice too (food obsessed).
And so straight after, I clocked the familiar face of this girl I used to idolise from this children's drama I watched as a child. Trying to remember the name of it, I told my sister. 'Moon something, moon something...'
I'm a bit funny around famous people (I'll blog another time about the Captain Darling party toilet incident), and especially people I really remember or have been hugely inspired by, so I couldn't dare go up to her, and was quite happy with a 'See you later' I got from her at the door. Anyway my aunt who had had some champagne (feck, sounds well posh) took me over to her to talk a bit more, and I of course felt like a complete t**t especially because after she told me it was Moondial she was in, I started going on about her shoes in it and only realised later that I got confused between her shoes and the shoes in the Clarks advert I really wanted. I digress into personal expiation. Anyway, then I couldn't go to the toilet, because it had officially closed, and there were people doing experimental dance to MC Hammer (indeed), and she still hadn't left, so she took me by the hand to the toilet which felt like some great personal growth experience to be taken to the toilet later in life by my idol from when I was nine and then her say 'you'll be alright on the way back won't you?' And me to say 'yeeeenoyeeees' but mean 'YES YES I WILL be very alright now you have released me and made me into an independent WOMAN who can come back from the toilet and fight through the experimental MC Hammer dancers ALONE!!!' (me, famous people, idolisation and toilets: A theme).
And then we met Sylvester McCoy (my favourite Dr Who)! Who the Moondial lady had said earlier read my Grandfather's poetry very well one time, so we asked him to read one and he did (unfortunately I took it sideways then I tried to convert it with free software and it didn't go well, so the straight vid is below but really sped up, and the proper one is here but sideways).
So after all of that jocularity amongst famous people we left (with a flower and a vase - no need to question) to go to Tesco and get Pizza Express pizza (yes it's an advert) and sit in the park and eat it. But before that, Craig (brother of sorts) got tired of holding vase so put it outside tesco next to dog. Dog was hot so drank water. Picture to show:
Currently listening to: Meri's Happy Hardcore track
Of course I would have forsaken even any ideas of football in my head if my beloved Grandfather had been able to attend a reading of his poetry, which happened at Lauderdale House in Highgate today. Alas he could not. Though it was LOVELY! Nice to hear Don's poems read out loud, and great gluten-free sandwiches and juice too (food obsessed).
And so straight after, I clocked the familiar face of this girl I used to idolise from this children's drama I watched as a child. Trying to remember the name of it, I told my sister. 'Moon something, moon something...'
I'm a bit funny around famous people (I'll blog another time about the Captain Darling party toilet incident), and especially people I really remember or have been hugely inspired by, so I couldn't dare go up to her, and was quite happy with a 'See you later' I got from her at the door. Anyway my aunt who had had some champagne (feck, sounds well posh) took me over to her to talk a bit more, and I of course felt like a complete t**t especially because after she told me it was Moondial she was in, I started going on about her shoes in it and only realised later that I got confused between her shoes and the shoes in the Clarks advert I really wanted. I digress into personal expiation. Anyway, then I couldn't go to the toilet, because it had officially closed, and there were people doing experimental dance to MC Hammer (indeed), and she still hadn't left, so she took me by the hand to the toilet which felt like some great personal growth experience to be taken to the toilet later in life by my idol from when I was nine and then her say 'you'll be alright on the way back won't you?' And me to say 'yeeeenoyeeees' but mean 'YES YES I WILL be very alright now you have released me and made me into an independent WOMAN who can come back from the toilet and fight through the experimental MC Hammer dancers ALONE!!!' (me, famous people, idolisation and toilets: A theme).
And then we met Sylvester McCoy (my favourite Dr Who)! Who the Moondial lady had said earlier read my Grandfather's poetry very well one time, so we asked him to read one and he did (unfortunately I took it sideways then I tried to convert it with free software and it didn't go well, so the straight vid is below but really sped up, and the proper one is here but sideways).
So after all of that jocularity amongst famous people we left (with a flower and a vase - no need to question) to go to Tesco and get Pizza Express pizza (yes it's an advert) and sit in the park and eat it. But before that, Craig (brother of sorts) got tired of holding vase so put it outside tesco next to dog. Dog was hot so drank water. Picture to show:
Monday, 21 June 2010
Long Day
My word it has been a long day today...!
Haw haw!! see my joke there then that I did...
I seem to be addicted to Ryan Adams, sleep (at any time) and Caperberries. So there you go.
Small news is I'm doing a cute little community festival in East Barnet on Sat 3rd July, playing some time between 3 and 5pm... Come up if it's sunny!
For album news read this.
Also, here are some videos for your perusal, from Rosered's Album Launch. These two songs will be on the new album.
Currently listening to: Jess Bryant
Haw haw!! see my joke there then that I did...
I seem to be addicted to Ryan Adams, sleep (at any time) and Caperberries. So there you go.
Small news is I'm doing a cute little community festival in East Barnet on Sat 3rd July, playing some time between 3 and 5pm... Come up if it's sunny!
For album news read this.
Also, here are some videos for your perusal, from Rosered's Album Launch. These two songs will be on the new album.
Currently listening to: Jess Bryant
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