Musics I done

Thursday, October 19, 2006

so that was last weekend... monday was another nice evening out with amanda, although i feel a little doubt creeping into the interest - how could i love a girl who thinks that the mars volta are as good as at the drive-in?
(reader's voice: "'koff grilly, if at the drive in were still going they'd be well shit now". grilly: yes. evidently)
but yes, i was amazed by notting hill, london is a truly strange place. i will blog it proper when i understand it.

last night i saw ephel duath, who felt a little sparse; when they had the trombone player alongside, filling in for melodic vocals, rhythm guitar, and trumpet, the sound was much more wholesome. i wonder if they were slightly short on energy too... and some impro could be nice, although i respect davide's choice of such completely deliberate yet chaotic notes. i've got to learn the scale that he writes in. i'm sure it's some kind of meta-scale, where the note is determined by some alien factor. i wanted a stage invasion, it nearly happened. sadly the encore was the first song again - the material must be quite intensive to learn (no count-ins, the whole set, whic given the largo they were using is truly remarkable).

today i started working at the ealing pct again, but upstairs now, not the dungeonous post room. i've started to appreciate the zen of temping again; it's lame and a bad idea and as equally valid as doing anything else.

and then tonight it was big gril's birthday party in a private kareoke booth. tremendous fun but expensive, or, expensive but tremendous fun. it really felt like culture, but also a piss-take of japanese culture, which is a piss-take of life anyway. the only experiance i can relate it to is renting a sheesha pipe in a cafe. the space reminded me of so many things; hell, gay dungeons, crypto-fascism.

i really feel like i ought to have a real diary again.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

oh grilly grilly grilly grillioplous! first time ive viewed your blog in ages....when are you gonna write your novel eh? You make me smile wide and long
xxxxx

laurence said...

mars volta are the shit, where as at the drive in were rather dull (i'm ignoring their last album because it gives them an unfair advantage over the rest of the world, past present and future)

the only problem with MV is they can't write songs. the same problem ephel duath had on their last album ;]

Grilly said...

dude, shut the fuck up. duath didn't need to write songs on their last album.

actually it's a fair point that i'm always surpirsed when i here actual song based music about how much i like it, i just never feel the need to own any. songs are so last millenium.

Dandy said...

it reminded me of gay dungeons...comment ca?

Grilly said...

i once worked in a building that had a 'maze' in the basement. i thought this sounded quite exciting, and it turned out it was a place where you could go and get tied up and get sucked off by a stranger or whatever. of course, they dressed it all up in mild homophobia, but i still thought it sounded an interesting mix of erotica and dinge.

the kareoke bar reminded me of my image of this (i never actually went in), or to quote richard o'brien, 'erotic nightmares'.