This weekend just gone, I went to ATP festival in Minehead Butlin's. I saw:
my bloody valentine
Sonic Youth
Sun Ra Arkestra
Buzzcocks
Spectrum
Fucked Up
The Pastels
J Mascis And The Fog
Lilys
A Place To Bury Strangers
Witch
Bob Mould
Swervedriver
Dirty Three
Primal Scream
Yo La Tengo
Brightblack Morning Light
The Membranes
Lightning Bolt
mm
Harmony Rockets - Performing Paralyzed Mind of the Archangel Void
Th' Faith Healers
School of Seven Bells
No Age
Great weekend. Met up with finlay and Clio (whom I ended up giving a lift back to Wales to catch her friend's band playing in Newport). I don't have time to go into any more detail than that, as I'm swamped at the moment...
We currently have a uni assignment which is to be done in pairs (and one group of three due to the odd numbers). It was set in late September, and by late October I still had not found a group. I was chatting to my friend "A" about it and he said that I could just join in with him and "J" because they hadn't started yet. He'd get a band and some studio time sorted and keep me posted.
Fast forward to last Thursday. As it's now early December, I spoke to him and asked when we were going to get our shit together (the project's due in after the Christmas period and studio time is scarce). He told me that "you must have got the wrong idea" and that "I never agreed to it" and that "the plan was that if you couldn't find anyone else then we'll sort something out." Also, "it's your fault because you've left it so long without getting in touch." He hadn't even mentioned the idea of me working with them to "J".
So now I have no band, no studio time, no project, and one less friend. I also have a lecturer who is being an unhelpful dick ("You should have used more forward planning, consider this a lesson learned"), another group assignment where I'm in a group full of lazy, unmotivated cunts (also due in after Christmas), about six or seven listening logs to do (by next week) and two more op tests (fucked up the first one which was this morning).
I spoke to the head of my course this morning about the possibility of dropping out. He told me to tough it out until the end of the second year and then decide - that way I'll at least have an exit qualification (equivalent to a diploma). He also said that it's pointless quitting if you're fucking up - quit when you actually fuck up.
Again, I picked the wrong week to quit smoking.
xx
my bloody valentine
Sonic Youth
Sun Ra Arkestra
Buzzcocks
Spectrum
Fucked Up
The Pastels
J Mascis And The Fog
Lilys
A Place To Bury Strangers
Witch
Bob Mould
Swervedriver
Dirty Three
Primal Scream
Yo La Tengo
Brightblack Morning Light
The Membranes
Lightning Bolt
mm
Harmony Rockets - Performing Paralyzed Mind of the Archangel Void
Th' Faith Healers
School of Seven Bells
No Age
Great weekend. Met up with finlay and Clio (whom I ended up giving a lift back to Wales to catch her friend's band playing in Newport). I don't have time to go into any more detail than that, as I'm swamped at the moment...
We currently have a uni assignment which is to be done in pairs (and one group of three due to the odd numbers). It was set in late September, and by late October I still had not found a group. I was chatting to my friend "A" about it and he said that I could just join in with him and "J" because they hadn't started yet. He'd get a band and some studio time sorted and keep me posted.
Fast forward to last Thursday. As it's now early December, I spoke to him and asked when we were going to get our shit together (the project's due in after the Christmas period and studio time is scarce). He told me that "you must have got the wrong idea" and that "I never agreed to it" and that "the plan was that if you couldn't find anyone else then we'll sort something out." Also, "it's your fault because you've left it so long without getting in touch." He hadn't even mentioned the idea of me working with them to "J".
So now I have no band, no studio time, no project, and one less friend. I also have a lecturer who is being an unhelpful dick ("You should have used more forward planning, consider this a lesson learned"), another group assignment where I'm in a group full of lazy, unmotivated cunts (also due in after Christmas), about six or seven listening logs to do (by next week) and two more op tests (fucked up the first one which was this morning).
I spoke to the head of my course this morning about the possibility of dropping out. He told me to tough it out until the end of the second year and then decide - that way I'll at least have an exit qualification (equivalent to a diploma). He also said that it's pointless quitting if you're fucking up - quit when you actually fuck up.
Again, I picked the wrong week to quit smoking.
xx
clio:
Chris! Sorry I didn't get back to you the other day, I ran out of credit and then my phone died. Did you have fun at the show? Trash Talk/Gallows were crazy, I had a good time. I hope all is well! xoxo
clio:
Yeah, TJ's is still as how I remembered it to be, pretty rough. They didn't even have wine, what the fuck? A fight broke out during TT's set which confirmed what we talked about earlier, haha. I don't know if it had to do with touching another man's food, though.