A collective of nouns

Collective nouns seem strange to me. Ok, I get some of the obvious ones, but wheres the logic behind 'a murder of crows'? Who came up with 'a tedium of golfers'? So, in true cynic style, I decided that obviously what had happened was that people had taken the subject, and randomly scanned the dictionary for a word to match. So, let's give this a go shall we? All the subjects are things around me at the moment, the words are random from the dictionary.

• A Pheasantry of Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals.

This one was inspired by the fact that Jesus Christ Superstar is on at the moment and that I opened the dictionary to P.

• A Mediocrity of chewing gum

Which is true enough. Mint is kinda dull after the whiles. Where's the guava and papaya flavours? Come on Wrigley's, get your act together!

• A Juniper of Video Blogs

Which I was going to do one of for this post, seeing as its the 300th. I had the idea before the 2 pints!

• A Retina of Shakespeare scripts

Well, the guy did have quite the eye for literacy...

• A hart's-horn of MySpace users

Harts-horn apparantly being "Horn of the hart, ammoniacal preperation obtained from the horn; solution of ammonia". Isn't ammonia poisonous? Would sort them out, no problem...

• A militia of CD-RW

Wow, I knew they were evil but... wow...

• An ichneumon of garden forks

They arent egyptian weasels! This logic is flawed!

• An impregnation of chocolate bunnies

ok, SO not eating them now...

• A newspaper of Kaiser Chief albums

Hm, i suppose theres the jobs section...

• A pettifoggery of adopted mothers

Fantastic word!

• A mistranslation of Twelth Night

Serendipity!!! That's far better than the thing thats happening to my kids! Fantastic! Don't kill me Helen...

• An insecticide of Christ

Hmm, so it WASN'T crucifixion... email the pope, tell everyone to wear spray cans on their gold chains instead of crosses.

• A reign of spoons

...now that's just evil!

In the words of that guy from art attack, try it yourself!

A slight of 'chards
Playing: Fable
Reading: The Dictionary
Listening to: 'Pulse of the Maggots' - Slipknot
Annoyed with: Girls
Mood: Ahem
Song currently stuck in head: 'Time Honoured Tradition' - Keiser Chiefs
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Duality' - Slipknot (listened to it for 4 hours straight. \m/)

Fucking BEST!

Do you know what I really love?

Having an empty house. There is nothing better for my mood than relaxing back on the internet, with music at Disaster Area levels and only become tolerable if you leave the building. Especially songs that have NO build up in the intro and just go into solid noise (i've found (Sic), Unspoken and Rain by Slipknot, Lacuna Coil and Trivium to be especially good), and you actively feel the fabric of your shirt get blasted back, resting your feet on the metal legs of the desk and feeling the bass vibrate all the way up your legs, slowly feeling the onset of mild ear problems in later life (lectureth me not Hane).

And you kow why it's good? Cos I dont have to deal with any shit if I can't hear it, I don't have to read any whining while i'm occupied with just listening and learning lines, and above all, I don't have to remember 2005.

And if you're coming to Twelfth Night, we're on 3rd on the 27th and 2nd on the 28th. Tickets on sale through school or me if you give me the cash. Don't worry, as much as it's flamboyantly theatrical, it will be noticably lacking in this character:












Another round of Rain \m/, so in the meantime I'm going to do a Paul and leave you with this 2 minute slice of absolute pwnage: Slipknot's Joey Jordison finishing the Disasterpeices show with the most awesome solo. Take it away short one:


Boy can PLAY!

Metal'chard
Playing: Fable
Reading: 'Mister Monday' - Garth Nix
Listening to: 'Rain' - Trivium
Annoyed with: Student Cross
Mood: Evil
Song currently stuck in head: 'Bubbles' - System
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Rain' - Trivium

'chard presents: The Rom-Com Cliché list

Ever noticed ALL romantic comedies are basically the same film? Even Shakespeare knew this when he milked sources for R+J. So, I have here the definitive reference guide to all the codes conventions and clichés of this marvellous genre I am far too susceptible too.

1. Happily Ever After
The guy ALWAYS gets the girl. The girl ALWAYS gets the guy. NO exceptions.

1.1 Happily Ever After?
If it's not made completely clear that it happens, we are always allowed the implication that it does happen that it does happen.

2. The Course of True Love Never Did Run Smooth
At one point (commonly 2/3rds in) the love interest of the protagonist will be told/find out about the plotting/lies/mistakes of the protagonist. At this point the two will part ways, and the montage in which the two are shown with superb use of subtext and music thinking of each other will be shown. This will indicate a passage of time, at the end of which the protagonist will have come up with a way to win her heart all over again.

2.1 The Course of True Friendship Never Did Run Smooth
If the main character is seen with a man they have been friends with for many years (often since childhood) their differences over the pursuit of the love interest will come between them, and they will argue and spend some time apart, during which a similar montage will be employed.

3. "Leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you *Beep*"
There will always be an answer machine in one or the other's apartment/house. One or the other will always leave a message. One or the other will be listening to the message, watching the machine and will not pick up. Nor do they ever call back. (This coincides with the montage within 2 and 2.1)

4. "Where's My Steak Wench?!"
In the unfortunate event that the love interest is taken, the boyfriend/girlfriend/fiancée of the love interest will ALWAYS be a complete ass. They will sleep around, cheat, be abusive or act in other other similar fashion as to make him repulsive. This serves 2 purposes: 1) the audience will hate him and not mind the fact the main character is breaking up a lasting relationship and 2) the love interest has an excuse to leave him when something better (the main character) comes along.

4.1 Timing's a bitch.
The protaganist will not discover the love interest is taken until halfway through asking them out, at which point the rival will appear, say hi, and hug and kiss the love interest.

4.2 Life's a bitch and then you marry one
The love interest is never married. She is between marraiges, single, in a relationship, living with someone, engaged to someone, but NEVER married. How else is the protagonist going to get them?

5. Little privacy here?
The protagonist will ALWAYS have to declare his love for the love interest in front of an entrie room of people. Despite any effort on his part to get away from the people it must happen this way. Whether it's infront of the love interests work colleagues, friends, at a wedding, whatever. The amount of people who hear the confession of love increases the romantic feeling exponentially.

5.1 Mind shutting your ears for this bit?
This crowd will always include the love rival.

5.2 So dumped...
You KNOW that if you tried that in real life you'd be shot down or too tongue tied.

6. What is your parentage?
The love interest will invariably be of a higher social standing than the protagonist

6.1 Dangerous In-Law
The Father of the love interest, unless the main character, will always be a powerful figure, eg a senator, the president, in the CIA or a mobster

7. Bit of old typecasting what, what?
Applies to british films only. I need only say two words: Hugh Grant

8. In Russia, Roms come first, and com comes second...
The film is never funny. There will be 1 laugh out loud moment in the film, the rest mere giggles. You will always however have a sentimental feeling for about 4 days afterwards (depending on the film and susceptibility).

9. Kids say the darndest things...
Kids will always be smarter/funnier than the parent; they are also the key to the romance.

10. The Great Depression.
It never fucking works in real life...

'chard
Playing: Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic (KOTOR)
Reading: Nothing
Listening to: 'New Born' - Muse
Annoyed with: Love
Mood: Sentimental, crashing into shit
Song currently stuck in head: 'Tight Rope' - Lacuna Coil
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Infrared' - Placebo

Filler

I've decided to hold today's nerd post off until Thursday, so I can incorporate Wednesday's in as well. So, for filler I thank Helen and Steve:

How does the world see you?
Deep Silent Complete (DJ DKN Remix) - Nightwish (Great. Silent, but irritating version of it)

Will I have a happy life?
It Gets Me Through - Ozzy Osbourne (Well, I'll get by. Cheers...)

What do my friends really think of me?
Roulette- SOAD (What a gamble)

Do people secretly lust after me?
Du Hast (Yeh, you have lusted after me! Or you hate me... cursed phononononyms)

How can I make myself happy?
Live to Tell the Tale - Nightwish (I can't tell if that's ominous or not...)

What should I do with my life?
Pull Harder on the Strings of your Martyr - Trivium (Well, it's an hour i suppose)

Will I ever have children?
Drowned and Torn Asunder- Trivium (Master Anakin, there's too many...)

What is some good advice for me?
Reise, Reise- Rammstein (gotta get out of the house i suppose)

How will I be remembered?
Time is Running Out - Muse (Oh cheerful...)

What is my signature song?
19-2000 - Gorillaz (I am 1981 years old!!)

What do I think my current theme song is?
A Rush of Blood to the Head - Coldplay (Score... i think)

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Shiver - Coldplay (Shudders guys? Ta..)

What song will play at my funeral?
Tattered and Torn - Slipknot (Along with my kids I suppose?!)

What type of men/women do I like?
You Can Have It All - Kaiser Chiefs (NOT GAY!!!)

What is my day going to be like?
Come Cover Me - Nightwish (NOT GAY!! NOT GAY!!!)

That thing is sadistic!!!

Ocarina of Charity

Let me start simply by saying:



SHOCK HORROR!

So, yesterday was the both the last day of the Spring Term and the day of the planned Zelda Charity run for Great Ormond Street. Most of the day was spent playing pictionary on Stanton's board and Category Snap. After deciding that the rest of the day was going to be a morbid waste of space and time, Steve Jon and I sped off to respective homes. I then trekked from mine to Rob's where I was greeted by Matt, and I sat and watched along with their adventures.

So, yeh, if you're lost completely, Matt and Rob were planning to complete The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time in under 10 hours and use the funds raised to go to charity. Sorted no? Well, despite the fact OoT has an estimated play time of 80 hours...

Still, I arrived at 2 and a half hours in, and they were almost at Adult Link (which,if you remember, took me 9 hours) and moving along. They even had a camera set up recording the game, as proof (if its needed) that they did in fact complete it in the time they said. A few early shots here:

There the pair and camera

Li'l Link

Rob looking devilish

Quick tea break

Matt, with both hands full had to be fed the strawberry laces. Such determination!

Hmm, actually, 'Li'l Link' may have been a bad caption, since due to the comic nature of the event, they had changed the name of the Hero of Time from Link to:

Over the course of the day more spectators turned up:


Check the organisation!

And so, at the end of the game, the tape was stopped, the sheet was ticked complete, Rob and Matt looked celebratory:


And the challenge came to an end. But, did they make the final 10 hour target?

Yeh, just by a bit!

But wait! As the witness with the camera, I made it my duty to interview the various people and players of this monumentous occasion. These interview tapes are available on request, send a comment or SAE my way.

After that was a celebratory meal with Jon Dave Matt Rob Tom Liam Chris and I, and then the group sans Jon (who had taken off in the Aubergine Avenger)and Chris went to the Railway and enjoyed the sumptuous delights of H2SO4. Or whatever it is.

Today I've spent cleaning my room and painting my Tau for monday. Though I really am getting the urge to go play Zelda...

Night peeps.
'chard

Playing: Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic II (KOTORII)
Reading: 'Fail'
Listening to: 'Moskau' -Rammstein
Annoyed with: Lowering attention span
Mood: 'mok
Song currently stuck in head: 'Operation Ground and Pound' - Dragonforce
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Tight Rope' - Lacuna Coil

The Dictionary of 'chard #3

WIAGAR
Irritant, Acronym

When I Am Good And Ready. Used in the defence of one who is being pestered by another to complete a task, such as reading a book or posting on an RP. (See also: IAGAR, GAR, WYAGAR)

So endeth the MME

(I am not happy.)

And so, the MME's come to an end. BRAiNFREEZE were the starter, Lacuna Coil the main course, Dido and Aeneas were the moist towel and finger bowls, Comalies the after dinner mint, which left the car crash and internal haemorraging on the way home purely down to MME #5: Avenged Sevenfold.

And all of those metaphors are accurate. BRAiNFREEZE were the starter, since there was minimal moshing and only slight volume. Lacuna Coil were the main course, offering the volume, atmosphere and venue. Dido and Aeneas offered none of those (not being food) but was still a fun part of the cycle. Comalies was something enduring, with the initial sweetness leaving a lasting freshness, despite not being as filling as the real thing. And as for the haemorraging? Oh yeh baby!

At 6 of the clock, Dave Matt and I were assembled on the platform of West Wickham station awaiting the rest of the company. Matt was bedecked in the shirt of the A7X themselves, while Dave and I (and eventually Nick and Chris also) were suited in the shirt of that condition caused by quick ice cream eating. We all clambered onto the train, and after lengthy conversation that covered such topics as 'gay pastimes', paralytic drunks at reading, Reading itself, Leeds and sex with frozen excrement, we got off (the train) at London Bridge at alighted to the tube system, thankfully devoid of bombs. We met Guy and after a very crowded tube ride (goth sluts and jewish businessmen in the same carriage. Meaty) we got off (the tube) at Kentish Town and made our way to the Forum. Walking along the queue (which was the sameish length as LC) I was accosted for the Nightwish hoody which was rather nice of the man. He was wearing a BFMV shirt though, so I have no idea what he was talking about giving me fashion branding advice. We got into the queue and had much fun with a man who was just sitting in his car (pervishly)

After passing one vomiting man (took him the length of the queue to get that drunk. Think his name was Paul) we got into the Forum and headed straight for the bar (where I managed to get served, first time for everything) and proceeded to spend 40 minutes during the supports (Bullets and Octane or something and someone else. No MCR clones though) getting rather neatly toasted. Matt, Nick and I then headed for the middle. This was going to be fun.

So, the rousing opening to Beast and the Harlot came forth from the massive speakers as the band (The Rev, Johnny Christ, Synyster Gates, Zacky Vengeance and the illustriously bicepped M. Shadows) strutted on stage. I caught I think a glimpse of the sexyness before I felt the crowd behind me give way into the mosh pit. And I was straight onto the floor in seconds, but after a quick regaining of balance was back in along with the rest. And damn was that fun! The opening ended and they moved onto the classic that was Unholy Confessions

Here I must add a note. If you know the story, don't be telling me no lectures. The pit was again in full swing, but alas, I could slowly feel my shoe coming loose from my foot. The thought did cross my mind to put it on again, but for some lack of reason i never did. Anyway, this was to be my undoing, as the shoe inevitably was loosed from my foot, and before I could retrieve it was again at floor level. When I was back up I scanned for my shoe, but was not to be, my shoe was gone. After being pursuaded quite effectively (heels fecking hurt) I left the pit for the rest of the evening, which I was rather moosed about. Well, I say for the rest of the evening...

...that lasted about 2 minutes, as they decided to start playing one of my all time favourite A7X tunes, the incorrectly titled I Won't See You Tonight Pt 1. Amazing song, which me Matt and Nick linked arms and swayed along, belting the lines back at M (now shadeless. Sexy mother fucker!).

They played, for anyone who actually cares (what I can remember at least:

• Beast and the Harlot (OHMIGOSHYES)
  
• Unholy Confessions (OMGY)
  
• Trashed and Scattered (OMGY)
  
• I Won't See You Tonight Pt 1 (OMGY)
  
• Strength of the World
• Second Heartbeat (OMGY)
• Bat Country (OMGY)
• Burn it Down

There were probably one or two more. they were only on for an hour and a bit, leaving first after the 50 minute mark (prompting some heckling from the crowd, which even I joined into with some choice words).

Once they had left for real, I walked around the now empty Forum looking for my long lost shoe, but was in vain. I resigned myself to its loss and ventured with the others back home. I staved off the discomfort of sock travel by stuffing the sock with the Metro, though I couldn't keep the noise of the several hundred A7X fans from entering my ears. Man I have NEVER heard a tube that loud!!

So that is that. Also of note these past few days, I bought new shoes and 2 new shirts and a tie (from Primark, which is also a dynamo) and spent the majority of Saturday absolutely maiming the Stompp man at Halo. And watching Serenity, which is a very slick film. Apparantly I have Firefly on the way, so might make some more sense now, thanks to the Toby for that.

(Still not happy)
Night
'chard

Playing: Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic (KOTOR)
Reading: 'Kid Radd'
Listening to: 'Sunburn' - Muse
Annoyed with: Everything
Mood: Hmm, let me think
Song currently stuck in head: 'Seemann' - Rammstein
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Aeon' - Lacuna Coil

Wierd Weekend

This wierd weekend has actually only been wierd becuase of one deciding factor: I've actually done things. While usually my weekend involves me sitting here spewing out immense amounts of random crap on MSN to you wonderful chaps (and nonchaps more likely) I actually spent almost ALL or this 2 day stretch doing things of various consequence.

So, saturday. I was awake and alert by 1030, which for myself is an incredibly disorienting feeling. Dad and I then trekked up the road to the fabulous stretch that is West Wickham High Street (the middle of the middle of nowhere, or TMotMoN, not to be confused with any Digimon) where we proceeded to have my ugly mug photographed 4 times for the purposes of international customs registration papers (passport photos). We also went and had a look at shoes, as both pairs of mine (yes girls, shock horror, it is possible to own less than 5 pairs) had become woefully tatty and small, and in these days of gravitational precipitation and the resultant accumulation of H2O on the paving stones it meant that my toes were getting rather more wet than was strictly nessecary. We couldn't find anything in Clarks, though we did have a good old larf at the "Buy One Get One Free" stand, which is only really funny if you knew that there was only 1 shoe on display and the very nature of there being a PAIR of shoes. Ah hilairty. We also on this excursion went into the Post Office to claim a part of a Dyson and some forms with which to affix the photo of me too. So i can flee the country if i need to. Not that I do. Nope. Never. Not me. Then, after a healthy lunch, I exited the abode of my dwelling and made my way to the abode of the dwelling of Dave. Uponst arrival, I shushed Cristina and co. and we got to work producing the script for our coursework film, which after an hour and a bit was complete (as a draft) so i toddled off home and procrastinated for the time until food. During this period I beat fellow 14+ member's score on Space Dodge, Braniac, Collapse, Chicken, Fruitdrop, Asteroids, Snake and Tetris. After food, I showered, sliced half my chin off with a razor, walked to Louis, realised just how disgustingly out of tune his guitar is, and awaited the arrival of Gary and Ashley. When indeed they did arrive, we toodled off, with Pallo Lerond also in tow to Croydon FC, to join Chris and Ricky in the celbration of thier 18ths

The dashing hosts there. The main highlights of the evening were Paul getting completely wasted (this being the first night of serious drinking for him) and Ashley being a cheating little shit:


Had to include the second photo for the obvious posage of Chris Manlow in the background. And for the record, it wasn't just Paul who was knocked sideways by the drink:

Love that photo. Any way, was a good night, even with the presence of some shit music and too many Year 12's.

Today I wrote 2 scripts. 2!! Well, ok one of them is Shakespeares, and one is just the one we did yesterday but neater and more technical. But was a busy day! I also researched the paperclip, which was bloody interesting.
I think I need to relax a little... Oh, and MME#3/4 are complete. #3 rocks immensly and #4 was staggering.

'chard
Playing: KOTOR hopefully
Reading: 'V for Vendetta'
Listening to: 'Revolution DeathSquad' - Dragonforce
Annoyed with: Tyler
Confused about: Nothing
Mood: Knackered
Song currently stuck in head: 'Mr. Jack' - System of a Down
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Unspoken' - Lacuna Coil

A Very Blogger Caption Competition ('chard)

In the style of Bliss's photo guru section, we decided we could easily have a go. In the space of five minutes the shutter was aclicking. So, the challenge to us was this: using only the same 11 photos (variants and omissions allowed) we all have to create our own stories/ advice pages. So, lets get cracking. Note that i know not the subtle art of gimpin', so I couldnt do the speech bubbles, and no other effects other than one. Can you spot it? Answers to the usual address. So, here is my attempt, in true bliss-esque fashion:

"Dear 'Ask 'chard'...

I recently asked my bessie mates round for a game of poker. However, we soon got into a massive fight and it all went wrong! I felt totally gutted, and we're so not talking any more. Could I be pregnant?"

Lets look at the problem:

Jon meets Lewis and the two are talking about such wonderful things as the weather, horses, zorses, and how phenominally STRAIGHT 'chard is (totally in contrast with our questionable bliss photographer). Jon invites Lewis to the Poker game that evening
Lewis calls up 'chard and invites him also. "A poker game? That'd be great! You call the others, I'll see you there"

'chard however, realises he doesn't actually know the rules to poker, so spends some time brushing up...

While 'dr00 answers the phone to Lewis's invitation

As the party gets underway, 'chard overhears a plot between Jon and Dan involving cheating. Lewis also hears this, and plans his revenge

The first few hands are played craftily. Dan, using his cleverly concealed Zen and earpiece, is able to be told the cards of the other players! But Lewis has another trick up his sleeve...

Eventually, that hand is called a draw, although Andrew lost totally, so decided at this point to go slightly mad

Still insane, Drew pointed out the trickery that 'chard and Lewis had undertaken! Lewis hid behind 'chard, while chard answered to the accusatory stares of Dan and Jon

A fight quickly breaks out, and chard is killed in the fray...

Leaving jon and Lewis to come to blows.

The problem here is easily solved. Use the horse cards next time. And no, you couldn't be pregnant you repulsive preteen...

Chard: (singing) And so it begins

Aware or not you may have been,
That musical events I am to see,
They number so far five,
And almost all are live,
Two so far have passed along,
Let me stop singing this song...

So, as that appaling bit of non-prose details the next few weeks (and most of the month of march) is full t'bursting with wonderful events of musical themes. These five are (in chronologicalish order):

1. BRAiNFREEZE*
2. Lacuna Coil*
3. Comalies
4. Dido and Aeneas
5. Avenged Sevenfold
   

So, first up is BRAiNFREEZE, the combined force of the musical talents of Chris Champion, Tom Gail, Jamie Rostant and Liam Riordan, all sublimely erotic young gentlemen. I'm totally straight, ok. Anyway, they were but a 5th of the entertainment for the evening (unless you count the crowd, but I'll get to them later), with the other bands in the fray being Madura, Eliminator Jr, Finally Found and the ever ready injection of pure oestrogen that is Femme Fatale.

First up were Madura, who were as yet unheard of in my experience. They were obligatorily loud and pointlessly lacking in any volume in the vocals, but that didn't matter too much. Nothing special, but certainly doign their best (bless'em). It was however during this time that I managed to find myself in a three man mosh pit, up against Nikc Staines (meh) and Nick Snipp (ah hell no...). So that was nice and violent, though I removed myself from it VERY quickly once Gideon joined the fray, since that man is DANGEROUS. DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANGEROUS I TELLS YA!!!

Ahem, second up were brainfreeze themselves (for which most of our group were being nauseatingly groupieish and were wearing the shirts). And the sex they were, belting out such classics as Dark Secrets, Black Soul, Radiation Burns, Humpty Dumpty,and even some new additions to the proceeding such as the lovingly titled 'Epic', andthe amazing half time entertainment of Chris throwing a drumstick at Jamie's head and the band forcing Sean the Prefabricated into a stage dive. Hisparity indeed.

Femme Fatale. Sigh, such loving girls with a definite musical talent as long as it doesnt stretch beyond the same 4 notes. Still, catchy as they indefinitely are it was still rather fun, even if I have seen far too much of the bassist. Far, FAR too much... *shudder* Then Eliminator Jr. Oh my life what a catastrophe... not only were they generally appalling, they played for far too long, had two people at the side of the stage who didnt actually DO anything, but also managed to break an amp, which pissed of many people, and held up the final act considerably. Sorry guys, but no... no... So finally we come to Finally Found. Who were outstanding, if just for their opening speech: "We'd like to say thank you to Brainfreeze, Madura, Femme Fatale (long and deliberate pause) and f*ck you to Eliminator Jr.". Well said Dave. Anyway, they were also musically sound, though it was rather miffing to have to leave before the end suddenly.

However, special mention must be given to the crowd at United Reformed Church. While there were the normal people like Nick, Nick, Matt, Rob, Dave, Rachel, Sarah, Rob, Anna and myself that was it when it came to normality. The rest of the crowd were all extreme emo freeks between the ages of 13 and 16, between the heights of 3 feet and 5 feet, and between the genders of male and female (to such an extent that we started up a rousing game of Guess the Gender, though for some 'Vole' was an acceptable alternative). An astute observation by Sarah was that they all were in possession of the same volume, thus meaning they were either 3 feet and massive, or 5 feet and turned invisible when side on (though both sets managed to fit their legs into drainpipes...). MUCH fun was had with one member of the crowd. Rob and in fact most of the group were scared of this... creature. Imagine an obese sperm whale in a wig. Now imagine it having sex with your grandparents. It was THAT revolting. And, for your viewing pleasure, thanks to Sarah, here she is!

So that was March Music Event #1 over. MME #2 commenced yesterday evening with the 1810 train to London Bridge. After much kerfufflement (and the ticket machine stiffing me out of £3.70 change) I found myselfd in Kentish Town tube station awaiting the arrival of Fan, Helen, Toby and Kirsten. When indeed they did turn up, we traipsed off to a pub to meet Jon B and his other that is significant Sarah (different other). After a quick few minutes of talkage and conspiring about exactly what was going on behind the door of the gents (eventually agreeing on a trapdoor that led into the Ladies that changed your gender as you entered), we left and entered the Forum. I immediately recalled and memorised the route and proceedings, as MME #5 depends upon it. We got in, and stood near the back for a while while the support act (Deathstars, think a bizarre cross between Manson and MCR, but more zombified and there you are) belted out their quite good m00zakal style. Then, after a swift round of drinks, mercy and poking, we moved into the main bulk of the crowd for the entrance of Cristina, Andrea et al and their belting out of some brillinat music. Of the roughly 12 ish songs played I knew only 3 (Swamped, Our Truth and Heaven's a Lie), which was understandable due to it being the first worldwide public performance in promotion of Karmacode, and so it was quite probable that noone there knew most of the songs. Still, everyone was characteristically amazing, so Karmacode is definitely on the buy list. April 14th guys, go get.
After some obscene trains and a VERY late night (worse than for NW) I staggered to sleep in completion of MME #2. Nothing like sleeping with a ringing in your ears.

Now just to wait for MME #3. Depends on Sa that one...

'chard
Playing: Minesweeper
Reading: 'Wrongboy's History of the World' - I forget
Listening to: '(sic)' - Slipknot
Annoyed with: Tyler
Confused about: Tea
Mood: Drained
Song currently stuck in head: 'Our Truth' - Lacuna Coil
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'Eyeless' - Slipknot