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satyricaLast Friday was our annual fundraising Sleep Out at work [very inconveniently as there were at least three gigs I would have loved to be at that night]- it's our sixth year but still seems to be working its magic, we had about 325 people bedding down on a (thankfully mild and dry) October night in Duke of York Square. We were all there to staff it so I just stayed awake all night rather than bed down but it all went really smoothly. As seems to be becoming traditional, I went straight from the Sleep Out to Waterloo to get a train down to Southampton for R's birthday, after a bit of pottering around I napped in her spare room before the guests arrived for a 70s Disco themed Murder Mystery game which was pretty good fun and I got a life back up to London with L.
One of the reasons I had been keen to be back for Sunday morning was to be in position for the Glastonbury ticket sale; having frantically exchanged details with everyone I could think of, I got nowhere close to getting through but luckily one group of friends did so it seems that I shall once again be going to the ball. I headed out later in the day to check out a new exhibition with N about Collecting and Colonialism at the Museum of London Docklands but it turned out to be pretty tiny; we found some nice roof gardens round there too though.
This week I had an evening in Monday, headed back with N to The Knights Templar to meet up with Fran and Andy for the first time in ages Tuesday night, then managed to get our 7th Sea campaign underway down in Lewisham on Wednesday night before a run of gigs. On Thursday it was at the Electric Ballroom where the support were The Ninth Wave, my favourite new discovery for a while, Scots with a queerish aesthetic and what I'm going to tentatively describe as a Dark Wave-ish sound. I was there for Yonaka, who it's been great to see grow from the upstairs of a pub to filling out the Ballroom with a pulsating, dedicated crowd.
Following on from that I've had a two-night residency at the Kentish Town Forum: on Friday night Lighthouse, who I really like but have never quite managed to get themselves a following, were somehow supporting The Rifles. I got in on the Cheap List and, following on from the very accomplished Tiger Pilots, it was great to see Lighthouse playing on such a major stage to a much larger crowd and they did themselves proud. I stayed around for most of The Rifles, who I feel I should know but somehow don't, and there was some fun jumping around, but then someone tried to start a 'Tommy Robinson' chant and there was quite a prolonged acoustic section where my attention wandered so I slipped away.
I met N for brunch over near Moorgate on Saturday morning, then watched our friend T's choir do a short set in the Barbican library for their Open Day; we did quite a bit of wandering before ending up at Rough Trade East, where he was staying for an event, and I headed home. I was going to see Los Campesinos! in the evening and they were coming on at 8 to play a double set, although I'd only been able to get a balcony ticket. I'd got my ticket on Dice, so usually you just show it on the app, but I'd forgotten until I was moments away from the venue that on this occasion they had posted one out to me. Cue much stress rushing home and out again (hurrah for living so centrally) with the ticket but I'd missed most of their first set, playing songs from the albums that were released ten years ago; I still got about two hours of music from them though, so it was pretty awesome and even being on the balcony wasn't too bad once I worked out I could go and stand at the back and jiggle away happily to myself.
One of the reasons I had been keen to be back for Sunday morning was to be in position for the Glastonbury ticket sale; having frantically exchanged details with everyone I could think of, I got nowhere close to getting through but luckily one group of friends did so it seems that I shall once again be going to the ball. I headed out later in the day to check out a new exhibition with N about Collecting and Colonialism at the Museum of London Docklands but it turned out to be pretty tiny; we found some nice roof gardens round there too though.
This week I had an evening in Monday, headed back with N to The Knights Templar to meet up with Fran and Andy for the first time in ages Tuesday night, then managed to get our 7th Sea campaign underway down in Lewisham on Wednesday night before a run of gigs. On Thursday it was at the Electric Ballroom where the support were The Ninth Wave, my favourite new discovery for a while, Scots with a queerish aesthetic and what I'm going to tentatively describe as a Dark Wave-ish sound. I was there for Yonaka, who it's been great to see grow from the upstairs of a pub to filling out the Ballroom with a pulsating, dedicated crowd.
Following on from that I've had a two-night residency at the Kentish Town Forum: on Friday night Lighthouse, who I really like but have never quite managed to get themselves a following, were somehow supporting The Rifles. I got in on the Cheap List and, following on from the very accomplished Tiger Pilots, it was great to see Lighthouse playing on such a major stage to a much larger crowd and they did themselves proud. I stayed around for most of The Rifles, who I feel I should know but somehow don't, and there was some fun jumping around, but then someone tried to start a 'Tommy Robinson' chant and there was quite a prolonged acoustic section where my attention wandered so I slipped away.
I met N for brunch over near Moorgate on Saturday morning, then watched our friend T's choir do a short set in the Barbican library for their Open Day; we did quite a bit of wandering before ending up at Rough Trade East, where he was staying for an event, and I headed home. I was going to see Los Campesinos! in the evening and they were coming on at 8 to play a double set, although I'd only been able to get a balcony ticket. I'd got my ticket on Dice, so usually you just show it on the app, but I'd forgotten until I was moments away from the venue that on this occasion they had posted one out to me. Cue much stress rushing home and out again (hurrah for living so centrally) with the ticket but I'd missed most of their first set, playing songs from the albums that were released ten years ago; I still got about two hours of music from them though, so it was pretty awesome and even being on the balcony wasn't too bad once I worked out I could go and stand at the back and jiggle away happily to myself.
