On Friday it was Detonate at my local awesome club Plug, where Andy C and London Elektricity were playing. I'd like to state this was the first of many consecutive nights where my memory is particularly shady, namely due to excessive alcohol consumption. On the night however I did conceive one of my best puns to date - 'Dubstich'. The act of dancing so fucking hard to music in a club that your body physically aches and groans like a pensioner. Needless to say, a good night.
Saturday the 4th of December was my actual birthday and I crawled out of bed at about 2pm, literally feeling like I'd been battered by the cast of Stomp the night before. I met with some friends and braced my liver for another evening of horrific battery and ended up going out to somewhere I don't recall. I literally felt like an amnesiac the next day, moping around my flat like a depressed housewife. At one point I had to look through photos of the night before just so someone could prove to me that they were actually there. Horrendous. Memory loss aside, I had fun and it was nice of those who were around to come out or say happy birthday. The combined efforts of many may well have prevented my inevitable suicide due to excessive life span.
Sunday held a visit to Leeds with my good friends Emma and Fred to see my future wife and her brother play at a lovely venue called The Wardrobe. The ever wonderful Angus and Julia Stone played an awesome set, during which I pretty much wept at the beauty of the what may be some of my favourite songs from the best looking siblings I know. I swear there was a point during their performance where Julia stared me straight in the eyes for a good ten seconds and I literally felt my heart stop. If you open the picture at the bottom of this blog and squint real hard you just about make out my head in amongst the crowd of the show. If you want a good starting point, this is maybe my favourite song of theirs, although they have loads of consistently pleasant tunes. If you do already know them, then you should know that Julia's got a new solo LP out called 'The Memory Machine'. I've only had a chance to listen to through once, but from what I gathered, it's more delicious folky goodness.
On Monday things were calm so I took time to relax and look some stuff over. Unfortunately for me, this meant I fell into a deep hole, filled with a Smörgåsbord of emotional turmoil, worry and fear, all concerning that at the age of twenty, I should have done more with my life. I took a mortifying test which told me I'd only been to 8% of the world and that "I've got a lot to do!", I almost started tying a noose I swear. However, I resolved to make a list of things that I'd like to achieve, see or do at some point in my life. There's the simple ones - learn a new language fluently, live in New York, make love to Rachel McAdams. But then there's also a couple more outlandish ones - go to space, be a millionaire, win an Oscar etc. It's growing longer by the day, and I'm never guna have time to do them all but I think it's nice to have plans, even if they're ridiculous. It was Publius Vergilius Maro, a Greek poet, who wrote "Audaces fortuna iuvat" meaning "fortune favours the brave". I suppose I have to push the boat out at some point. Here's hoping I make it to 21.
This is lovely. Its definitely the vegetables.
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