Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Due to the sheer prolificness of the guy, we went to another Ford gig in Camden today. It’s fair to say it wasn’t the greatest gig he’s done, and probably a large part of that was because it was, in his words, in the “bizarre” afternoon timeslot. He looked hungover, and despite having gone for an excellent roast dinner with Nikki beforehand, I was still feeling the effects of spending 3 hours the previous night giving Josh and Ian an utter pasting at Dead or Alive 3 on the X-Box.

The gig was at the Barfly again, but in the smaller room, which was packed solid and uncomfortably hot, such that it was very hard to concentrate on anything other than the fact that it was almost time to go out into the blissful rain as the set drew to a close. Also it was very hard to see anything because the stage, such that it was, wasn’t remotely raised. The setlist was pretty standard fare with a couple of new ones thrown in to keep it interesting. Duke Special supported, and he and Ford played a few songs together as well. He was one of the rarest things, though, a support act that can keep me interested. There’ve been a surprising amount of those recently, it seems, I wonder if I’ve mellowed in my old age.

Besides all that I’ve been at work with absolutely zero worth talking about. Ian had the week off due to flu-sickness so I just explored the bookshops and stuff at lunchtime. I did find a copy of Local in Foyles, which makes me wonder just who is ordering the comics there, because they have truly exceptional taste. I may have mentioned that before.

Just now, Josh and I watched the South Bank Show because it was about Manga and Anime. It’s the kind of program that’s worth watching just because it’s good to see mainstream acknowledgement of an artform that we’re actually interested in, and that treats it in a respectful manner. it was still laced with clips of Akira and Ghost in the Shell, but it did at least explore the breadth of material outside the usual sci-fi/cyberpunk bounds that most programs on this stuff find it hard to reach beyond. Then we watched part of “Faith & Music” in which Lionel Richie unsuccessfully attempted to put across the case for his own existence. He’s not fooling anyone.