missive from the train

So here I am Friday night on the train…
Half drunk from work beers (we ran out of the classic heineken so I was forced into bok beers). Listening to vitalic on my new ipod and trying to decide whether or not to go to raving tonight. I really want to go dancing, but then it’s not my game these days and I kinda need a little nudge to get me going.
But enough about my Friday night dilemmas, it’s an embarrassment of riches, rather than a paucity…
Last weekend was great we were in somerset, ate and drank a lot, played skittles and walked in the countryside. But above all else we ate, we had epic potjiekos and even a braai (barbecue to the uninitiated) in the middle of February. We saw Stone’enge too, which from now always reminds me of that scene from spinal tap.
It was ok, if a little cold and full of tourists (i.e. crap)
Otherwise this week has been work and sleep filled

swedish psych power

i thought i'd double the fun for one night and post again about the gig i went to the other week. i went to go watch dungen in this small club in utrecht called ekko. i have had the album "Ta Det Lugnt" but couldn't really see the hype. however, live they were great, superskinny, peter frampton hair, black suede cowboy boots and a lot of rawk.
i uploaded this blurry shot because i thought it encapsulated the mood. expect a lot more shots, we have some interesting gigs coming up...

time to chill

holeeey shit
it has been cold for a couple of weeks now, ice on the canals constantly and when i got to work this morning it was snowing. even though it's not as much of a novelty every time i see snow i get all childlike and excited (even on the way to work).
second bash at the rotterdam film festival this weekend. last week we watched a pretty, but pointless film about rastafarians. we have booked 4 movies this weekend, so we're guaranteed of something good.
or at least wishing we'd gone to watch brokeback mountain ...