![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
satyricaThe weekend before last we were going up to St. Albans for a wedding so N&I headed up earlier in the day to poke around the town and explore its delights, which mostly involved the Abbey/Cathedral, which is *massive* and had quite a few interesting things about it, and the museum of Roman life, although the rain discouraged us from exploring the more outdoor Roman remains. We walked out to the hall where A&M were having their wedding party which was a lot of fun, with some dancing to cheesy music, a very happy looking couple and mostly hanging out with the Empire lot. Sunday was just a chilled day at home: M's friend is staying with us for a few weeks while she gets work done to her flat so we had a convivial roast in in the evening.
The Monday saw Book Group (none of us had much to say about Diary of a Nobody despite finding it a fairly pleasant read) and then I headed up to the Old Blue Last and saw Valeras, female-fronted neo-grunge, who I'd been keen to catch again for some time and again impressed; next up were London-lads Tuska, who were pretty solid, and then King Nun headlined with enjoyable energy. Tuesday I headed down to Rye Wax for more music: first Cramped, instrumental-heavy, ethereal psychedelica in a similar vein to Paen who they were there to support (they even shared a drummer) although on this occasion I think I actually preferred Cramped, Paen seeming a bit more overblown than the last times I'd seen them.
Wednesday's gig was at the Shacklewell Arms: first up Sophie & the Giants, decent female-fronted indie, then young Welsh rockers Pretty Vicious who were having all kinds of technical difficulties but still managed to inspired plenty of jumping around. Thursday I went back to Paper Dress Vintage to catch Lighthouse, whose gigs I'd kept missing recently. They were top of quite a long bill, starting with solo-acoustic-guy Riverchild, then The Tramadolls improvising a set as a duo as their drummer was unexpectedly absent, they were pretty endearing and had short, punky songs; The Fix were more conventionally solid and then Lighthouse played. I think they have some really decent indie songs and deserve to have garnered more of a following than they appear to have done.
On Friday I met up with N after work for food in town, then headed along to the Prince Charles, having been somehow persuaded into the Bitch-Along showing of Mean Girls with the usual suspects; J and I were experiencing it for the first time and it was pretty funny, even if everyone's appetite for shouting at the screen soon waned. I had a pretty low-key weekend, a couple of possibilities got cancelled but I did make it as far as Camden to meet up with TP for some afternoon drinks at The Monarch: it was great to catch-up and I think N has now finally met all of my old school friends.
On Sunday we met up with M and Ketch to check out the British Museum's Living with Gods exhibition, which we were all a bit dissatisfied with. It had some great items but was far too broad a subject for a smallish exhibition, leading to a real sense of omission and over-generalisation. You rather suspect that, following the success for the World in 100 Objects project, the tail of the radio series was wagging the dog of an exhibition in this particular case.
The Monday saw Book Group (none of us had much to say about Diary of a Nobody despite finding it a fairly pleasant read) and then I headed up to the Old Blue Last and saw Valeras, female-fronted neo-grunge, who I'd been keen to catch again for some time and again impressed; next up were London-lads Tuska, who were pretty solid, and then King Nun headlined with enjoyable energy. Tuesday I headed down to Rye Wax for more music: first Cramped, instrumental-heavy, ethereal psychedelica in a similar vein to Paen who they were there to support (they even shared a drummer) although on this occasion I think I actually preferred Cramped, Paen seeming a bit more overblown than the last times I'd seen them.
Wednesday's gig was at the Shacklewell Arms: first up Sophie & the Giants, decent female-fronted indie, then young Welsh rockers Pretty Vicious who were having all kinds of technical difficulties but still managed to inspired plenty of jumping around. Thursday I went back to Paper Dress Vintage to catch Lighthouse, whose gigs I'd kept missing recently. They were top of quite a long bill, starting with solo-acoustic-guy Riverchild, then The Tramadolls improvising a set as a duo as their drummer was unexpectedly absent, they were pretty endearing and had short, punky songs; The Fix were more conventionally solid and then Lighthouse played. I think they have some really decent indie songs and deserve to have garnered more of a following than they appear to have done.
On Friday I met up with N after work for food in town, then headed along to the Prince Charles, having been somehow persuaded into the Bitch-Along showing of Mean Girls with the usual suspects; J and I were experiencing it for the first time and it was pretty funny, even if everyone's appetite for shouting at the screen soon waned. I had a pretty low-key weekend, a couple of possibilities got cancelled but I did make it as far as Camden to meet up with TP for some afternoon drinks at The Monarch: it was great to catch-up and I think N has now finally met all of my old school friends.
On Sunday we met up with M and Ketch to check out the British Museum's Living with Gods exhibition, which we were all a bit dissatisfied with. It had some great items but was far too broad a subject for a smallish exhibition, leading to a real sense of omission and over-generalisation. You rather suspect that, following the success for the World in 100 Objects project, the tail of the radio series was wagging the dog of an exhibition in this particular case.
