Right, so tomorrow morning we leave for my grandfather's funeral. I'm not expecting it to be much other than needless drama (did I mention his business is still tied to my mom's? oh yeah, and they still don't know what's happening with that yet - and that's just the start). Why don't we talk about something nice instead ( Read more... )

Since coming back from Christmas/New Year's, I've tried reviving our hold habit of doing one "artsy" thing a month to give us a break from the normal routine and remind us as to why we're living here. :)

Right before we left for Israel, we went to see a trio of one act plays collectively titled The Sea Plays at The Old Vic Tunnels. Despite having ( Read more... )

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I discovered this today at the towpath festival and my world is changed forever. . .


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We were lucky enough to find out about this concert from the pianist who attends my local Meeting. I had heard him play last autumn as a part of the Aurora Ensemble and so was thrilled to have the chance to hear him again. The setting was delightful - an old Victorian House that made you feel like a part of the old Sálons - warm, golden oak ( Read more... )

This is one of the rare shows booked on raayat's initiative, so I knew I was in for something verbose (not necessarily a bad thing), and verbose it was, but sadly it was verbosity for verbosity's sake rather than verbosity to explore complex concepts or ideas where subtle distinctions matter. The saddest thing was that it was so close to being a great ( Read more... )

I suppose my first thought was disappointment that they didn't tie it in with the existing oyster card system and instead issued me with yet another thing for me to keep up with. That aside the dongle/key thing fits neatly on a key chain, so that makes it easier.

The other small bit of disappointment is that the furthest north in my direction the ( Read more... )

  I had a sneaking suspicion that one of these days my tendency to book things that are "new" and "different" was going to come back and bite me in the ass. Today was that day.

Zayed and the Dream is not only one of the worst productions I've ever paid to witness, but also the most egregious piece of sycophantic bullshit ever to grace a London ( Read more... )

metalich is staying with us this week and managed to get us tickets to what was supposed to have been a sold out production of the new comedy La Bête at the Comedy Theatre. The seats weren't the best, but they were infinitely superior to no seats at all. =) La Bête has been getting fantastic reviews lately, but I must not have been paying too close ( Read more... )

 On Saturday, we found ourselves without plans (due to a technology failure), so decided on a whim to get tickets to Confluence at Sadler's Wells. Akram Khan is one of my favourite contemporary choreographers, and I was really excited to learn more about his creative process and see how he works in a more collaborative context. I didn't know ( Read more... )