…sounds like an interesting weekend, doesn’t it??? Though “alcohol poisoning” may be a slight exaggeration! Had a funky time on Saturday round my old mucker Nick’s place, celebrating other half Jo’s birthday with a fancy dress karaoke night. Sounds wild, and it was! Of course, I got my wires crossed as to the theme of the evening, and went dressed as a preacher – wide-brimmed hat, long jacket, the works – only to find that I was supposed to have dressed as a pop star! Oh, how we laughed…
Partied till 5 in the morning, then collapsed into comatose ‘sleep’ for 5 hours, then trudged home to my own bed. I wasn’t fit, but I had to drag myself out for a gig in the West End (which I subsequently discovered was for charity) – with a heavy heart (and liver, lungs, kidneys, etc) I dragged myself up to the Borderline.
And what a gig it was! The can-do-no-wrong Gin Panic excelled themselves with an electrifying performance, and guitarist Adam gained huge kudos by slinging his guitar around him in a mighty 360° stunt – we truly were not worthy! Then the headline act, Fast Food. If you haven’t had the pleasure, I recommend these guys – almost as highly as I recommend Gin Panic. Singer/guitarist Ian is the most incredibly wired guy I’ve seen on stage in a long time, and the set was brilliant – definitely be seeing those guys again!
As it happens, there’s talk of maybe making that a monthly event, where the bands play for free to benefit a good cause – now that’s the spirit. And funnily enough, all this musical eventfulness ties in rather neatly with my next up-and-coming projectette – something of a coming full-circle for happenins, you might say. What I’m proposing is to take the happenins.co.uk domain and make it into a music portal of sorts, a kind of a meeting place for all involved and interested in the current London music scene. There will be band biogs, gig listings and eventually downloadable MP3s, along with message boards and whatnot. It’s still in the theory stages, but I’ll keep you posted on developments.
Sod it, I have to do something to amuse myself, don’t I?? I mean, I’ve just cancelled my trip to Turin to see my old buddies Anna and Dani tie the knot, due to appalling skintness. Spewin’, as my Aussie mates would say…
Well, right now I’m still recovering from the weekend. Those cocktail things Nick was plying me with on Saturday night did me no favours – and I did myself even less by having a few beers at the Borderline! You’ve heard this song before: I’m never drink- ah, screw it, who am I kidding? See ya down the boozer…