Well it was the Low from old last night.
Union Chapel, really is a beautiful setting. A real live fully functioning church that doubles as a great venue. It's quite weird to go through a couple of doors and then to find yourself in a bar. This is what the modern church should be all about.
Now don't get me wrong Low really were fantastic, amazing harmonies, understated everything, and the venue just added to everything. Hoever there's something about seeing gigs for free that doesn't quite let you appreciate them properly that and the fact that as with all churches it was as cold as an Alaskan freezer, made us retreat to the bar.
Stumbled home to find our front door open, thanks to some stupid Aussie who is was staying at our house. Luckily no-one came in, but for fucks sake; you'd think someone who came from a land of convicts would be a bit more careful.
Anyhoo today the biggest public protest in UK history took place, and very impressive it as too, I say from the comfort of my home as I watched it on the telly. I really felt like I should go, but what can I say, I was tired, I was cold, and all those people getting in my way. Makes me shudder just to think of it.
About to go out and see my friend Ana for her 30th birthday, if Tom ever gets his fat arse out of bed that is. Don't really know why but I kind of can't be arsed to go if Tom isn't coming I think I will end up in the sidelines, as I don't think I knpow anyone who is going. That is so unsocial, sometimes meeting people can be tedious, you know "Hi who are you, and how do you know____? And waht do you do?" smalltalkitis
Moan moan moan...
Am I supposed to be mentioning websites?
Ah fuck it.