They were different times but we were different then
Yesterday I went to the International Roguelike Development Conference, a select affair which this year hit the dizzy heights of 25 attendees. Much interesting discussion on the topics of the roguelike renaissance, appealing to a wider audience, making a living, designing for mobile devices, etc. It was great to put faces to names and especially to exchange tridude anecdotes with the lovely Mr Lait.
In the evening we went to Slimelight to see my current obsession, Pretentious, Moi?, who were amazing as ever (I won't go on), and bonusly Ghost of Lemora, who were on fine form and in a jolly jubilee mood. I spent part of the changeover between the two being a guitar stand, which is a step up from the last non-Leipzig gig I was at (The Brains) where I had to repurpose myself as a crash barrier half way through the set to defend a microphone against the depradations of over-enthusiastic punks.
It has been about a decade since I went to Slimes and much has changed. A variety of previously inaccessible staircases and rooms exist, one of which has a disappointingly fake tube train in it. The old rooms have collected various additions to decor and furniture, and in one case has changed dimensions subtly, I *think*. Most oddly, there are now about four times as many bathrooms as there used to be, and in some of them nothing is wrong. (The other half are reassuringly disgusting.) The most nostalgic part was belting up the stairs two at a time as they are still completely the wrong height and length for humans.
Today I went out in the damp to be given Just William books, and on my way back I dropped into the Acension Burial Ground to say hello to Cockcroft and Eddington.
In the spirit of ten years ago I have blu-tacked yesterday's setlist to my bedroom wall, where it is making me smile.
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In the evening we went to Slimelight to see my current obsession, Pretentious, Moi?, who were amazing as ever (I won't go on), and bonusly Ghost of Lemora, who were on fine form and in a jolly jubilee mood. I spent part of the changeover between the two being a guitar stand, which is a step up from the last non-Leipzig gig I was at (The Brains) where I had to repurpose myself as a crash barrier half way through the set to defend a microphone against the depradations of over-enthusiastic punks.
It has been about a decade since I went to Slimes and much has changed. A variety of previously inaccessible staircases and rooms exist, one of which has a disappointingly fake tube train in it. The old rooms have collected various additions to decor and furniture, and in one case has changed dimensions subtly, I *think*. Most oddly, there are now about four times as many bathrooms as there used to be, and in some of them nothing is wrong. (The other half are reassuringly disgusting.) The most nostalgic part was belting up the stairs two at a time as they are still completely the wrong height and length for humans.
Today I went out in the damp to be given Just William books, and on my way back I dropped into the Acension Burial Ground to say hello to Cockcroft and Eddington.
In the spirit of ten years ago I have blu-tacked yesterday's setlist to my bedroom wall, where it is making me smile.
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