Welcome. Mmmm. Ooooh fuss fuss fuss fuss Welcome in good god what has happened to my brain.
Sorry. In a heartstoppingly misguided attempt to feel better I have just watched the whole series of jam in one go. Still borderline coherent, amazingly.
Normally the sounds of Low last night in the Queen’s Hall would have been soothing. Since however they’ve re-established themselves as a rawk outfit it was an unusual gig. The normally iron-disciplined Sparhawk seemed to be in Black Eyed Snakes mode, writhing about, forgetting words and fucking up chord changes. Mimi held things together with unassailable vocal tones at the back and tried to make the drums heard over the noise.
Nice bit of collaboration with support Kid Dakota though.
Right, off to try and force down some pizza and watch DVDs until my eyes bleed tomato sauce.
27-Feb-05 at 7:58 pm | Permalink
> Right, off to try and force down some pizza and watch DVDs until my eyes bleed tomato sauce.
Now that’s the taste of Sunday evening. Que? you are an unemployed layabout. Like a tourist on the Royal Mile, wandering with no particular direction. “GET OUT OF MY WAY YOU TOSS”. Sod off and watch Quincy.
27-Feb-05 at 9:12 pm | Permalink
Heh, taste of envy more like.
Alas this level of potatoness is literally all I can manage today. And since you’re interested The Singing Detective was actually fairly charming (turns out it’s Dennis Potter‘s own screenplay).
27-Feb-05 at 9:49 pm | Permalink
Don’t want to be a pedant (aw, who am I kidding? pedantry roxxxxxxx)but Quincy’s not on in the afternoon anymore. It’s all Murder She Wrote and Doctors these days. Oh, how I wish Quincy were still on!
Unless it is, on digital or something. In which case, stupid me.
Also, with regards to Jam, anyone watching Nathan Barley? It’s good and awkward and good it is. Like being at art college again.
27-Feb-05 at 11:10 pm | Permalink
Do they not show Diagnosis Murder anymore?
28-Feb-05 at 12:09 am | Permalink
Nope. They’re slowly erasing everything I love/forcing me to do something other than watch TV.
Sniff.
28-Feb-05 at 12:41 pm | Permalink
Rosyyyy… Where aaare yooouu?
I miss rosy. Where did you put her, hmmm?