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Dissertation frustration
Aug. 9th, 2009 01:24 pm( cut for whining )
But - positivity! I may just have a new favourite band.. David Devant & His Spirit Wife. In case you needed telling, they're a glam-rock outfit with synths, an androgynous frontman in eyeliner, and a vaudevillian / audience-participation bent. (Why yes, I have a type. But it's always served me well in the past.) These guys have an additional 90s indie-rock twist to things, that inexplicably makes me think of girls with very matte lipstick..
I saw them last night, and it was one of the most emotionally involving gigs I've ever been to - on a par with the first Borderville gigs when I understood for the first time what this "live music" malarkey is all about. Recordings cannot do justice to the energy, joy, freedom-beauty-truth-and-love of seeing this band live. But I'm going to embed a song for you anyway.
And I even went to Camden with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
crouchinglynx and bought an evil villainess collar to complete my costume. The world is good to me, I have so many lovely things, and the very worst that can happen is that I screw up the dissertation and leave with a Postgraduate Certificate instead of an MSc. This is hardly, to borrow an excellent phrase from my flist, bloody Basra.
But - positivity! I may just have a new favourite band.. David Devant & His Spirit Wife. In case you needed telling, they're a glam-rock outfit with synths, an androgynous frontman in eyeliner, and a vaudevillian / audience-participation bent. (Why yes, I have a type. But it's always served me well in the past.) These guys have an additional 90s indie-rock twist to things, that inexplicably makes me think of girls with very matte lipstick..
I saw them last night, and it was one of the most emotionally involving gigs I've ever been to - on a par with the first Borderville gigs when I understood for the first time what this "live music" malarkey is all about. Recordings cannot do justice to the energy, joy, freedom-beauty-truth-and-love of seeing this band live. But I'm going to embed a song for you anyway.
And I even went to Camden with
crouchinglynx and bought an evil villainess collar to complete my costume. The world is good to me, I have so many lovely things, and the very worst that can happen is that I screw up the dissertation and leave with a Postgraduate Certificate instead of an MSc. This is hardly, to borrow an excellent phrase from my flist, bloody Basra.
