Magic moments
Pleasure Unit tonight. Felt strangely unchatty and out of sorts. Now this is fine if you’re somewhere like Koko but not in Pleasure Unit. It’s too small to be like this. I guess that’s what comes of an enforced week indoors. That all said, lots of lovely people there (with a few notable absences) and The Fuckwits got me going while the wonderful Moogs made me very happy. So by the end of night I left feeling it was an evening well spent. I just hope that I didn’t make anyone think I was a grumpy so and so along the way.
My other randomly happy moment of the day was this morning on the way to work (and it’s not often I have these moments at twenty past nine in the morning). There I am on the tube with the ever so happy commuters, all grinning ear to ear, when this busker in the middle of the carriage breaks into the Stone Roses’ I wanna be adored. Now this seems a rather odd choice given that it’s not exactly contemporary and also rather obviously didn’t do it for my fellow travellers. In fact they had apparently entered some parallel universe where there was no one busking, no one standing in the middle of the carriage with a guitar, not at all but that advert is sooo fascinating that I’ll stare at it determinedly. I have to admit he didn’t really do the song justice but it was certainly heartfelt. This outburst of emotion in the sterile atmosphere of the tube made me very happy, in the same way that walking out of the house and realising that the sun is out and there isn’t a cloud in the sky makes you glad to be alive. Hmmm, maybe I’m getting over-emotional about this now but it was a wonderful little moment. And the guy was wearing a No to ID cards badge which was a good thing. I feel on the verge of a rant about “Control Orders” and the attacks on civil liberties but that should probably wait till another day…
My other randomly happy moment of the day was this morning on the way to work (and it’s not often I have these moments at twenty past nine in the morning). There I am on the tube with the ever so happy commuters, all grinning ear to ear, when this busker in the middle of the carriage breaks into the Stone Roses’ I wanna be adored. Now this seems a rather odd choice given that it’s not exactly contemporary and also rather obviously didn’t do it for my fellow travellers. In fact they had apparently entered some parallel universe where there was no one busking, no one standing in the middle of the carriage with a guitar, not at all but that advert is sooo fascinating that I’ll stare at it determinedly. I have to admit he didn’t really do the song justice but it was certainly heartfelt. This outburst of emotion in the sterile atmosphere of the tube made me very happy, in the same way that walking out of the house and realising that the sun is out and there isn’t a cloud in the sky makes you glad to be alive. Hmmm, maybe I’m getting over-emotional about this now but it was a wonderful little moment. And the guy was wearing a No to ID cards badge which was a good thing. I feel on the verge of a rant about “Control Orders” and the attacks on civil liberties but that should probably wait till another day…