I was supposed to post this yesterday evening, but just didn’t get around to it:

Friday afternoon now. The jetlag didn’t hit me too bad, but I was in a bad way yesterday. Being quite tired and sore-necked from the travelling in bad seats and having a rotten gut from the Mexican food on Tuesday (wouldn’t have had a problem if I hadn’t’ve been sitting in a pressurised cabin for eight hours), when I discovered that something went wrong with my VCR and it didn’t tape WrestleMania, the mixture turned combustive and I threw a bit of a wobbly, to put it mildly. But then I slept for seven hours and returned to my senses (I was at WrestleMania after all, so I think I can wait the few weeks ‘til the DVD comes out). Stayed up for a while watching TV and having a little something to eat, then slept for another seven hours or so overnight. I don’t think I’ve slept that much in one day in a long long time. No doubt I needed it.

I feel much better and refreshed today, and I’ve got the Godspeed You Black Emperor! gig to look forward to tonight. (Although I’m not much in the mood for standing, with my right foot - the soft flat part before the toes - quite strained and sore from my mad dash around Heathrow yesterday morning.)

I’ve got to get to work this weekend. I’ve got an essay due in 12 days and a project to get started, plus a whole lot of studying to plan and do. I read a bit of stuff while I was away, but the atmosphere wasn’t really condusive to philosophical enquiry. (Hell, I couldn’t even read for pleasure on the plane, what with the reclining seats in front of me and other related discomforts.) Lucky I don’t have anything else to do for the next week-and-a-half, but I am hoping to see In The Bedroom and The Royal Tenenbaums next week.

I’ve got over 80 photos from the digital camera on a CD right here (thanks to Ethan) that I plan to post soon. I’ve also got about 40 pics taken with my 35mm zoom cam that I’ll get developed as soon as I can be bothered. I went a wee bit mad with the photography, so I did. Thankfully some of it actually turned out okay. I will not, though, be bringing my camera to the gig tonight, since the security at the Ambassadump are dicks.

Gig update: The show was loooong. I just didn’t have the stamina to stay to the end. Godspeed got on stage around 9:30pm and they were still there after 11:20pm when I left. To be perfectly honest, I thought they started off really well, but it sagged incredibly after the first 50 minutes or so and (as much as I hate to say it) they bored me, and didn’t kick back into the goodness for another half an hour, by which time my mind was made up and I just wanted to get home to bed. It was kinda the same thing with Explosions In The Sky last week, but at least they only played a three-quarters-of-an-hour set. Maybe it was the atmosphere that put me off - a lot of poseurs, a lot of yakkedy-yak people, a lot of smoke and a lot of heat (a few people fainted and got dragged out) - but I just wasn’t into it like Eoin was. But hell, it was still worth it being there.

Sat 23 Mar 2002 at 14:51   ·