Friday: Sun came out for the first time in weeks so I spent the morning walking around Strood thinking how lucky I really am that I dont really have to work thanks to that criminal injuries compensation pay out. Went up to London for the Persistence tour, wasnt planning on going in til after 5 but I got something to eat early at the Vegan Chinese place in Soho (finally found it again after walking up and down the side streets in Soho Sqaure), discoursed it is better than the one in Camden so I may start going there more now. Quick review of the show:
Full Blown Chaos: Pretty cool, but they do sound like a lot of other Hardcore bands right now
The Red Chord: Amazing, the singer was prowling around the barrier and letting people sing on the mic, unfortunately because of the way he sings (and also they dont really write a lot of memorable lyrics) I couldnt remember most of the words but I was upfront to scream the Its not gonna be alright, its not gonna be ok part of Dreaming In Dog Years.
Bleed The Sky: Shite, they were like the worst elements of Slipknot and Chimera thrown together (they had a DJ for fuck sake).
Born From Pain: They manage to sound exactly like Hatbreed and just as Boring.
Napalm Death: Sound was kinda sucky to begin but it got better after they played Suffer The Children, played most of the songs I hoped they would (except Dead and Unfit Earth).
Agnostic Front: Rogers mic wasnt turned up all the way for the whole set and the head problems with one of the guitar stacks but otherwise they were cool, and Barney from ND even came out to sing Blind Justice.
The train back to Chatham was delayed until 11 so I didnt bother trying to get into the Manor. Popped in the Tap just for the want of somewhere to go and as luck would have it ran into Steve and Mills, got a lift off Steve after he insisted on driving to the Dominos Pizza in Gillingham to get something to eat, it occurred to me while we were pissing about, waiting for Steve to get his food how much I missed the Saturdays when Steve would pick me up and drive to Mills house and dick about and watch horror films for the day. After Steve and Mills finished eating we drove to Mills house dropped him off and then Steve drove me to mine. Pleasant day on the whole.
Saturday: Mills told me over MSN he couldnt make it to the Lazarus Blackstar show on Sunday so I decided not to bother going by myself, I asked if Mills was still going to the Tap, he said he might so I went down after I had something to eat, waited around for a while and sent Mills a text to ask if he was coming, he said he wasnt sure so I hung around for an hour feeling depressed but glad I was out of the house, then got a cab home.
Im starting to feel really depressed again, but I always get this way at the beginning of winter (its cold all the time and I rarely see the sun), its nothing major I know myself well enough to know its just a question of fighting through it til spring comes.
Ive been coming up with some philosophical musings lately:
I like to think that Im a good person; I dont try to fuck people over, I dont go out of my way to hurt somebody else and I try to be patient with everybody. Every now and then Ill get some bullheaded person asking me about why I dress the way I do, if I consider myself a good patriot or something about religion. Before I call myself a nationality, a religion, a sexual preference, a racial background or a fashion statement; Im a person.
And one last thing, a question you dont have to answer but one to think about; Whats more important, a sense of what you are or a sense of who you are?
Full Blown Chaos: Pretty cool, but they do sound like a lot of other Hardcore bands right now
The Red Chord: Amazing, the singer was prowling around the barrier and letting people sing on the mic, unfortunately because of the way he sings (and also they dont really write a lot of memorable lyrics) I couldnt remember most of the words but I was upfront to scream the Its not gonna be alright, its not gonna be ok part of Dreaming In Dog Years.
Bleed The Sky: Shite, they were like the worst elements of Slipknot and Chimera thrown together (they had a DJ for fuck sake).
Born From Pain: They manage to sound exactly like Hatbreed and just as Boring.
Napalm Death: Sound was kinda sucky to begin but it got better after they played Suffer The Children, played most of the songs I hoped they would (except Dead and Unfit Earth).
Agnostic Front: Rogers mic wasnt turned up all the way for the whole set and the head problems with one of the guitar stacks but otherwise they were cool, and Barney from ND even came out to sing Blind Justice.
The train back to Chatham was delayed until 11 so I didnt bother trying to get into the Manor. Popped in the Tap just for the want of somewhere to go and as luck would have it ran into Steve and Mills, got a lift off Steve after he insisted on driving to the Dominos Pizza in Gillingham to get something to eat, it occurred to me while we were pissing about, waiting for Steve to get his food how much I missed the Saturdays when Steve would pick me up and drive to Mills house and dick about and watch horror films for the day. After Steve and Mills finished eating we drove to Mills house dropped him off and then Steve drove me to mine. Pleasant day on the whole.
Saturday: Mills told me over MSN he couldnt make it to the Lazarus Blackstar show on Sunday so I decided not to bother going by myself, I asked if Mills was still going to the Tap, he said he might so I went down after I had something to eat, waited around for a while and sent Mills a text to ask if he was coming, he said he wasnt sure so I hung around for an hour feeling depressed but glad I was out of the house, then got a cab home.
Im starting to feel really depressed again, but I always get this way at the beginning of winter (its cold all the time and I rarely see the sun), its nothing major I know myself well enough to know its just a question of fighting through it til spring comes.
Ive been coming up with some philosophical musings lately:
I like to think that Im a good person; I dont try to fuck people over, I dont go out of my way to hurt somebody else and I try to be patient with everybody. Every now and then Ill get some bullheaded person asking me about why I dress the way I do, if I consider myself a good patriot or something about religion. Before I call myself a nationality, a religion, a sexual preference, a racial background or a fashion statement; Im a person.
And one last thing, a question you dont have to answer but one to think about; Whats more important, a sense of what you are or a sense of who you are?
Did you see the drunk guy in the Hatebreed shirt and FF shorts rolling arond on the floor during the first 2 bands, ill he got escorted off the premises?