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tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
I want them to say, "she usually said it seemed like a good idea at the time..."

Well, I may not be a perfect kind of person,
And I may not do what mum and dad had dreamed,
But on the day I die, I'll say at least I fucking tried,
And that's the only eulogy I need.
That's the only eulogy I need.
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I'm just going to quote the Levellers for now:

Everyday I look at you
Dressed up in your ties of blue
Saying there's not much that you can do
To help the kids on Hope Street

They don't seem to even care
That it was you that put them there
You seem to think they like it there
Hanging out on Hope Street.
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I heard Frank play this song live for the first time tonight, and I stood on a chair and I danced, singing along through happy tears, for my stepdad.

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I just really want to point out the awesomeness of this song today:

You're not as messed up as you think you are
You self-absorption makes you messier
Just settle down and you will feel a whole lot better
Deep down you're just like everybody else.
So why are you sat at home?
You're not designed to be alone
You just got used to saying "no"
So get up and get down and get outside
Cos it's a lovely sunny day
But you hide yourself away
You've only got yourself to blame
Get up and get down and get outside

And of course I Knew Prufrock Before He Got Famous, the last five verses of which do the same thing, but today, this came on as I walked home in the sunshine and it is so perfect for how I'm feeling right now.

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There's something pretty magical about sitting on the back of a motorbike in the early hours of the morning, with adrenaline coursing through your veins as you zip along the motorway alongside enormous lorries and tankers, weaving in and out of the traffic, singing the songs you've just heard live inside your head and watching the patterns the clouds make against the moon...

Regina was fantastic, and Cambridge still beautiful as I remembered, of course. The set was mostly made up of songs I didn't know that well, but she slipped in a few of my favourites too.

  1. Better (yay!)
  2. One More Time With Feeling
  3. Folding Chair
  4. Eet
  5. Blue Lips
  6. Laughing With
  7. Dance Anthem of the 80s
  8. Bobbing for Apples
  9. That Time
  10. Après Moi
  11. The Piano Is Not Firewood Yet
  12. Human of the Year
  13. Man of a Thousand Faces
  14. Summer in the City
  15. Samson
  16. Us
  17. Fidelity (♥)

The rest of today will be spent catching up on sleep, as Josh and I got home at around half one, made tea to warm our hands and then to bed to leech one another's body heat, only to be woken by my alarm at 9am, suggesting that I should leave the house - I was booked on a tour of the Parliamentary archives at 10:30. (Interesting as it promised to be, cuddles in bed were far more tempting, and we didn't get up until after noon.)

In all, I had a fabulous evening and am really quite happy this afternoon :)
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We got back from the Seth Lakeman/Levellers gig about an hour ago. It was great, though they played a few songs I didn't recognise and only three that I was really hoping for. Seth Lakeman was also really good, and played both the songs I wanted :)

I'm not too sure on the set lists this time, as I couldn't always make out what was being said between songs. Still, if my guesses are accurate:

Seth opened with a song from his new album which I think he said was Hearts and Minds, and then Preacher's Ghost. After that, one of the ones I was hoping for, King and Country, followed by Solomon Brown, Changes and then the second of the two I was hoping for, Setting of the Sun. Finally, The Watchman, The Riflemen of War, Jar of Hearts, Ye Mariners All, Poor Man's Heaven and Kitty Jay. For his encore, he played Race to be King.

The Levellers didn't introduce any of their songs, so I'm somewhat relying on the lyrics I could make out and Google. I think they opened with No Change and I didn't recognise the next two after that, but from there we had:
  1. Beautiful Day (on my list of songs they had to play!)
  2. World's Gone Away
  3. Too Real
  4. (Another song I didn't catch.)
  5. One Way (one of the ones on my wishlist)
  6. Boatman (another of my favourites)
  7. World Freak Show
  8. Carry Me
  9. Barrel of a Gun
  10. The Cholera Well
  11. (Encore) What You Know

The people in front of us looked round mid-way through One Way and grinned at me, presumably because I knew all the words and singing along loudly, and we started dancing together - it was awesome :)
I was really hoping that they would play some of my other favourites (Hope Street, Sell Out, Fifteen Years, Another Man's Cause and Belaruse, to name just a few...) as well, but it was a good set anyway.

Tomorrow is Cambridge and Regina Spektor, yay! <3

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tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
Saturday just gone I saw Frank Turner, James and Belle & Sebastian at Latitude.

Tonight, I will be seeing Seth Lakeman and the Levellers at the Royal Naval College in Greenwich (outdoors, with blankets and cushions and a picnic!)

Tomorrow, I will be riding pillion on the back of a motorbike up to Cambridge, where I'll be seeing Regina Spektor at the Corn Exchange.

This week is most definitely Awesome Music Week ♥
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Wheeeee! I went to my first music festival this weekend - Latitude.

We arrived shortly after nine and pitched [personal profile] mattp's tent on the day camper's field, and then wandered off to the festival area itself. We explored the woods, saw the Lyric Hammersmith perform a brilliant version of Midsummer Night's Dream, and then after some wandering around and spotting things like interesting coloured sheep

and an artist painting in what looked like a toilet but he assured us wasn't

we went to lie in the sun by the Obelisk arena and half-heartedly listened to Corinne Bailey Rae's set, and then caught Frank Turner, whose music I have now gone from liking to loving, particularly Photosynthesis ("I won't sit down, I won't shut up, and most of all I will not grow up..." ♥) and then immediately afterwards, one of the highlights of the weekend, James.

I have wanted to see James live for years, and I was already tempted to go to Latitude before I found out that they would be performing as I knew that Belle & Sebastian were playing (another group I have longed to see for years) — but finding out that James were playing sealed the deal. Having slowly made our way to the front of the crowd during the soundcheck, we were only a few rows back by the time James came on stage and able to see and hear everything perfectly. It was amazing.

[livejournal.com profile] mattp took down the setlist, and I've located YouTube videos and put together a Spotify playlist:
  1. Bubbles
  2. Ring the Bells
  3. Getting Away With It (All Messed Up)
  4. Tomorrow
  5. I Wanna Go Home
  6. Out to Get You
  7. Stutter
  8. Sit Down
  9. Sound
  10. Sometimes
  11. Laid

I loved hearing the new ones (to me), and they played all the ones I was really hoping for as well: Sit Down and Sometimes (who can't love those songs?!) and Ring the Bells.

We then headed off to find some food and sat around talking a while before going to watch Crystal Castles doing... I don't even know. The singer appeared to be smashed out of her face, though, so it was an amusing watch, even if the "music" was only just tolerable. Epic lulz when the audience stole her microphone and shoes when she tried crowd-surfing.

After that, Belle & Sebastian! Before they started playing, [livejournal.com profile] mattp pointed out a young kid standing in front of us and whispered "do you think he was even born when they formed?" - I said no, and we joked for a few minutes about it before talking about tracks we wanted to hear, at which point the little kid turned round and demonstrated a better working knowledge of the discography than Matt and I put together. Oops!
Anyway, the setlist was fab, and the performance great as ever:
  1. I'm a Cuckoo
  2. Step Into My Office Baby
  3. The State I Am In
  4. I'm Not Living In The Real World (from the forthcoming album)
  5. If You're Feeling Sinister
  6. Sukie in the Graveyard
  7. Fox in the Snow
  8. Jumping Jack Flash - this is the very performance I saw!
  9. Funny Little Frog
  10. Boy with the Arab Strap
  11. If You Find Yourself Caught In Love
  12. Judy and the Dream of Horses
  13. Sleep the Clock Around
  14. Encore: Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
  15. Encore: Legal Man
The set could only have been better if they'd played Piazza, New York Catcher, The Blues Are Still Blue or It Could Have Been A Brilliant Career.

Sit Down was still running through my head even after the B&S set as we were going to bed; if I absolutely had to choose between the two as the highlight of the day, I think it would be James.

We grabbed some more food after the set, then wandered off to the tent again. We both struggled to sleep, me from cold and discomfort1 and [livejournal.com profile] mattp just from the hard ground, though we managed to get a few hours in the end, and I slept on the bus and train back to London in the morning. We came back to Greenwich to dump bags and play some games, and then headed off to [twitter.com profile] kittystryker's housecooling party before she returns to the US.

1: lesson learnt for next year: a sleeping bag alone will not protect you from stoney ground. Especially not a thin one. I was so glad to make it back to bed again last night!
tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)

I've been on this planet almost 23 years, and in that time, I've lived in five different towns and cities, and visited many more, and I just keep falling in love with places. I'm hopeless for it. It first happened in the Goyt Valley when I was six, sitting there and watching the river churn over the weir. As I grew older, Manchester claimed my heart, and then followed Pembrokeshire and the North Yorkshire coast, Oxford and Cambridge, London... London. I've had a secret crush on London for years, and then five months ago, I was given the chance to go anywhere I felt like, and I thought about it hard, but in the end, I knew there was only one choice. I have never felt quite so at home as I do here.

Sometimes it seems that the going is just too rough and things go wrong no matter what I do. Now and then it seems that life is just too much, but you've got the love I need to see me through.
tajasel: Katie, with a purple wig on. (Default)
You purchased 5 tickets to:

The Levellers / Seth Lakeman
Old Royal Naval College, London,
Wed 21 Jul 2010, 18:00

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I went to see Tori Amos with Alison at the Manchester Apollo tonight. It was right up there in the list of Best Nights Ever :-)

We had brilliant seats, and the entire concert hall was alive with energy. She played lots of oldies, and I spent most of the gig slouched in my seat with my eyes closed, just listened. It was bliss. I didn't know all the songs, and her voice is so radically different live that a few of them were nearly unrecognisable, but those I got were Caught a Lite Sneeze, Cornflake Girl, Icicle, Spacedog, Northern Lad, Mother, The Power of Orange Knickers and Precious Things, along with an encore: a song I didn't know and Tear in Your Hand.

I picked up a shirt with a pointillist picture of Tori and the lyrics "by the time you're 25, they will say you've gone and blown it / by the time you're 35, I must confide, you will have blown them all". We wanted to get our tickets signed as well, but she escaped out of a different exit and we didn't get to meet her.

In other news, someone at University of Warwick has designed an ecological Formula 3 car. It's steered by carrots, made from potatoes, runs on waste chocolate and can do 125mph around corners. I'm amazed. I mean, there's such a thing as waste chocolate?
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Manic Street Preachers
Roundhouse - 29th May 2009

I only took my phone, so the quality isn't great, and I got scared of losing it into the mosh pit after I took these few, but three is better than none.
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Last night was the best night ever. I was right near the front, in the centre, close enough to see the beads of sweat on James Dean Bradfield's forehead.

They played two brilliant sets — first, the new album, Journal for Plague Lovers, in its entirety, and then a bunch of old favourites, kicking off with Motorcycle Emptiness, and then
  • Your Love Alone Is Not Enough
  • No Surface All Feeling
  • You Love Us
  • Tsunami
  • La Tristesse Durera
  • Faster
  • If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next
  • Little Baby Nothing
  • Australia
  • You Stole The Sun From My Heart
  • Sorrow 16
  • Motown Junk
  • Everything Must Go
...and then they finished by playing A Design For Life, with JDB holding out his mic to get the audience to sing. Of course, most of the audience, myself included, had sung along to every single song from both sets anyway, but this one, it was just us singing.

After the gig ended, I headed back towards London Bridge (via Marine Ices, of course) to catch the last train, where I bumped into Topper (of the bolognaise/lasagne dilemma fame) and just as he was telling me about his personal game, Friday Night at London Bridge Bingo, involving many varieties of drunken people, we saw a zombie — not on his list of Things To Spot, apparently. Once on the train, I have vague recollections of hearing someone cry "fucking Muggles!" at other passengers, but I have no idea why.

Now on the coach home, feeling fantastic but knackered; I had a bit of a rush to get from [personal profile] nanaya and [personal profile] alextiefling's place in SE7 to Victoria in a little over an hour this morning. I made it, just, and collapsed into my seat with 2 minutes until departure. Now speeding along the motorway somewhere near Watford with air con blasting in my face, yay. Praying fervently for a stop at a services somewhere, as otherwise, it's a nonstop journey to Stockport, and I'm dying for a drink of water.

...k, passing out now.

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