still running

FRIDAY and LOVELYCOLD. If only every day was a cold Friday. As long as I don;t walk too fast I can now wear a light jumper when walking to and from work and around at lunchtime without becoming horribly over-warm. Unfortunately my preferred upper-outerwear garment is developing distress at the bottom at the back where the fabric is ground between the bottoms of my rucksack and body. As might be expected there are no direct wearable equivalents currently available to replace it with so I'll just have to look a bit scaffy for a bit.

After managing to avoid ever going to Century 2000 or Revolution as a student I visited the former Caley Picture House this evening to witness a performance by Mr Jarvis Cocker of "The Pulp" with support from three skinny youngsters with large and impressively floppy hairstyles but little knack for either songwriting or performing, especially where they tried to harmonise. Jarvis was good but as with any gig the sound is only as good as the remaining hearing ability of the sound techs and most of the words were indistinguishable. Way too much treble and a bit too much midrange but not as massively over-loud as it could have been; earplugs were worn but tweaked half-way out. It seems quite reasonable as venues go; the raised bit at the back is handy for people accompanied by wife-people of shorter height who wish to be able to see. Nice and cool and airy though the crowd was merely bobbing slightly rather than dancing which probably helped. Only two irritating people in the crowd; a woman in front and to the left who kept doing stupid twirly arm-hand-dancing-things and an unfunny drunken twat just behind me who maintained a sort of quiet private heckling arrangement seemingly for the benefit of the people with him (if they were with him - I'm sure I heard one of them tell him to shut up at one point) before he eventually made good his earlierly-oft-promised "this ehs shite - Ah'm going"; amusingly he seemed slightly offended when piss was taken out of the military poncingness of the Tattoo and left shortly after that bit.