May as Well
The crowd is getting restless, so I’d better write something. (There was that one comment, anyway. And an email. It’s all relative.) I did say there would be more later in the month, and the month won’t get much later than this; but there isn’t really more, yet. I’ve got gigs of photos to sort through and a week of diary entries to finish first. Not to mention the day job.
I’ve actually been back a week, but didn’t even start answering email until a couple of days ago... it made it feel too official that we’re back home instead of having a great time in Japan. The jetlag meant I kept falling asleep at eight o’clock every night for the first few days, too. I wrote a few more limericks instead, along with some other stuff that’ll see the light of day eventually.
So hold tight: there will be more here over coming weeks. In the meantime, have some links from my catch-up surfing...
While I was away, Shauna posted the results of her anniversary questionnaire, including some answers from yours truly. Hot tips on Edinburgh and expatriatism, aye.
Down in Melbourne (first port of call before Japan), I picked up a CD on spec at JB because they’d filed it with the Underground Lovers and I figured the band name referred to Glenn Bennie. Which it did: GB3’s Circlework is the only Undies-related release since 2001 that I know of. It’s pretty good, too, in a low-key electronic kind of way. Won’t displace Rushall Station from my iPod, though.
...because my iPod died yesterday, after only two months. If your iPod has died, you might want to read this handy page about iPods that have died. Die, iPods, die. (Except mine. Live! Livvvveee!)
Will Butler from Arcade Fire (who’s also on my dead iPod) has been writing on the role of rock and roll in Czechoslovakia’s Velvet Revolution, of all things.
Pictures within pictures within pictures. Links within links within links.