Long-overdue update
May. 10th, 2008 02:47 pmThings done:
Tuesday:
Had to accept that the 80s caused something like a century's worth of regression in gender politics in Blake's 7.
Thursday:
Fell for Troughton's Doctor through watching Tomb of the Cybermen. Also fell for the delightfully orchestrated "Cyberman Theme" - that's what New Who is lacking, in my opinion: bassoons.
Friday:
Ate pasta salad. Saw Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead. (Guildenstern inhumanly pretty, like a pre-raphaelite painting of a "goddess" which is so clearly, really, a teenage boy.) Saw Borderville. (Who are, incidentally, back on form. I have resigned myself to the fact that their old stuff is gone, never to be played again; but they sent me a live recording of their old stuff, so that the feeling of loving them in 2006 can be mine forever! The new stuff is growing on me, although it's still a bit too three-minute rock-song for my taste. This time I could hear the lyrics, and realised that there is referentiality back to the old stuff, like people "still terrified of being alone". Squee!) Sat in Christ Church eating ice-cream until 1am with
crouchinglynx,
deathbyshinies, and
deepbluemermaid, feeling euphoric like I haven't in a very long time.
Things learnt:
When people give you strange looks in a library, it is often for a good reason. When you're out shelving, listening to Doctor Who audio dramas, it is important to realise that Dalek voices are about five volume-points louder than the rest of the action, and adjust your mp3 player accordingly; otherwise, everyone who walks past you can hear the Dalek voices coming out of your headphones. My Geek Shame, hoyes.
Tuesday:
Had to accept that the 80s caused something like a century's worth of regression in gender politics in Blake's 7.
Thursday:
Fell for Troughton's Doctor through watching Tomb of the Cybermen. Also fell for the delightfully orchestrated "Cyberman Theme" - that's what New Who is lacking, in my opinion: bassoons.
Friday:
Ate pasta salad. Saw Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead. (Guildenstern inhumanly pretty, like a pre-raphaelite painting of a "goddess" which is so clearly, really, a teenage boy.) Saw Borderville. (Who are, incidentally, back on form. I have resigned myself to the fact that their old stuff is gone, never to be played again; but they sent me a live recording of their old stuff, so that the feeling of loving them in 2006 can be mine forever! The new stuff is growing on me, although it's still a bit too three-minute rock-song for my taste. This time I could hear the lyrics, and realised that there is referentiality back to the old stuff, like people "still terrified of being alone". Squee!) Sat in Christ Church eating ice-cream until 1am with
Things learnt:
When people give you strange looks in a library, it is often for a good reason. When you're out shelving, listening to Doctor Who audio dramas, it is important to realise that Dalek voices are about five volume-points louder than the rest of the action, and adjust your mp3 player accordingly; otherwise, everyone who walks past you can hear the Dalek voices coming out of your headphones. My Geek Shame, hoyes.
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Date: 2008-05-12 07:08 am (UTC)I certainly wouldn't worry about not being a proper goth - many of my friends who come to Intrusion are essentially "goth tourists" who like playing dress-up once a month.
There is currently talk of meeting in a pub from 8ish for a beverage or two before moving on to the Cellar; I'll be sure to include you in the filter when we're finalising those details.
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Date: 2008-05-12 11:12 am (UTC)Splendid on the other stuff, as I think I'd be going solo (unless I can convince
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