"Se o cora�o pensasse, pararia!"

"Se o cora�o pensasse, pararia!"
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Insanity; doing the same things over and over again and expecting different results
Albert Einstein

First night of Blithe Spirit came and went and nobody got hurt.
Secondthired and fourth on their way... I'll let you know.

I have realised that I've forgotten what the half, the beginners and so on are all about... hey ho it'll come back to me eventually.

Oh, and I've been offered a propa gig off the back of this. In Portsmouth. HURRAY! 

Am I the only one who looks on the goings-on in the middle east with absolute bewilderment?
I mean, I understand it in a superficial sense.
But on a slightly deeper level , I have no idea just what in the hell is happening. I don't understand. I'm trying, but I just don't... And I don't know how to go about learning because the more I learn, the more confused i get...

that's all.

The Indelicates

I love pop.
I used to really try to pretend I didn't - but I'm going to have to admit it sooner or later. At least to myself. I really love difficult music that's terribly hard work and that makes me feel everso clever - but it's probably time to come clean. Pop was my first love and I think she will probably be my last when she spits my too-old-for-that-kind-of-thing wrinkly old bum out on the pavement.

But until that day comes, allow me to introduce you to The Next Big Thing.



That's Julia, and that's Simon and between them they are two fifths of The Indelicates. Their website is here, you have two days to get tickets for their Brixton gig. Ready, set, go!

My old housemate (Martin. Who *is* properly old, and who now lives in India where he is being Too Clever for the Likes of Us and is Just Visiting) and I were talking about this band after the gig this evening, and he said that he felt like he'd just seen the main stage at Glastonbury shrunk to fit the inside of The Albert.

And that's probably the best description I've heard so far. It's a treat seeing them live, and the treat is - ta-da! a stadium-worthy band in a venue the size of a suburban living room. Go see while you can still tread on their toes. It won't be long before they're on the other side of a load of security geezahs.

And they hate the kids
And they're waiting for Pete Doherty to die... 

Yes yes they're the...

Ne'er Do Wells
The Albert 17/07/06
I'm sorry you couldn't be there.
And so, I think, are you.



 

Bouncy 1

Today's festivities...
 

devil's in the detail

Architectural details get destroyed and/or missed a lot of the time, so it's wonderful to see some really beautiful pieces looked-after for a change



 

Blithe Sprit episode 1

So most of today was devoted to my first sunburnt day as the stage manager at Blithe Spirit. Day one is always the hardest, and this was surprisingly painless, although I'm beginning to wonder if a bit more clarification of what exactly it is that I'm supposed to be doing in this particular production would have been useful. For the uninitiated, stage manager could mean anything. It could mean actor chaperone, props sorterouter, diva wrangler, sound techy, script knower-backwards-er (fat chance) or - very occassionaly - stage manager.

For today, I was the line caller and it was definitely my turn to get lost in the play. Quite literally. It's a biggun - only 77 pages but Good God! are they busy pages?!* We are currently running at 2hrs 10mins. Not bad, but our slot's only 1hr 30m because after that long, the sun will set and we'll be left in the dusky night feeling foolish. So there's some shaving to do.

The show's great and I'm loving every second apart from the sunburn and the potential "can I have more holiday" question needing to be popped... Watch this space.


Park & Furniture

west pier

 

...and a toy?!*

 

shiny! spinny!

 

life my of story

 

shoooooooooooooooooooes

Okay. I don't care where theyre from (KG), what they cost (£70 i think), what size they go up to (8 - too small for me)...
I will never buy them - I couldn't ever hope to walk in them.
But...
Aren't they gorgeous?
*sigh* 

concrete monster?

dancers

 

a slice of countryside

This is a particularly beautiful bit of Shoreham. That blue bit? That's the sea...

wiggly lines

I don't know what it is - I just like the wiggly lines in this one :) 

silver moat

Michelham Priory

a bridge and some light

Shoreham

spooky moon

me pt 1 (probably of many)

This is me, taking a photo of myself. Because I am vain and I think I was quite bored at the time.

doorway

This reminds me of a dream that I had as a child about walking through doors into nothingness. I was a pretty serious kid, but fortunately it didn't last.

sensible suggestion

engage, engage, engage,

I spoke to a very interesting man this evening, called Ben. We talked about blogging and the way that the blogosphere is changing the net, and the practise it takes, and how important it is to engage, engage, engage, so that you can learn learn learn to get good at this.
So I am going to post, Every day.
There's no point in being scared of doing this; I am one little voice and if I say something interesting somehow then great. And if not then I have a vent. I have a sizeable and swollen spleen to get through, I am sure i can find something to write about.

I will be linking to my homepage and the things that I think are interesting.
I will also be linking back to my myspace and if you're a visitor from the hinterland of webworld, HELLO. I hope there is something interesting here for you one day. But if today is your first day and this is the only post, then I fear that today what you get is filler.

Not forever, I promise.

In the meantime, I stumbled across a story that autism is more common than anyone thought. Why is this? Is it because we are pathologising insular tendencies in children? Are we diagnosing more ASD than before? Or is there a causal link that we just can't figure out yet - the impact of vaccination on already compromised immune systems? Or the panic of people who no longer understand that we are all human - and that we are all inherently defective. And that this is not necessarily a bad thing, because it stops us all turning into complete ego maniacs?

I also stumbled across a story about a computer that can read the electrical impulses in your mind and turn them into actions. Of course, the technology is cluncky, awkward and cumbersome and it will take years to develop to the point where it can be easily used. But what is the future for this technology? Is this the beginning of the part of evoultion where we cease to interact with our surroundings? Will we discover incredible things about the mind and our nature bygiving ourselves a tool with limitless possibilities?
Or is it a gimmicky gadget that will help some people in some circumstances and be promptly forgotten about???

This and Israel is blockading Lebanon and bombing Palestine back into the stoneage.
And Levy has been arrested for corruption but nothing has happened yet. Everyone thinks that if he's charged, he'll sing like a canary - but if not then nothing will be forthcoming.
I wonder.

And I am too exhausted to post anything intersting about any of these monumental things. G'night