Good, Bad, ...

December 5th and its the Mostly Autumn Christmas gig at the Grand Opera House. As per last year it was a highlights/favourites set that included a few festive songs (Silent Night was beautiful), special guest Chris Johnson and seasonal hats. Wholly enjoyable, but I'm not sure I'll be there next year, instead I'll try and catch them out of season somewhere.

A full turnout for the Friday (December 18th) nighters at the Ristorante Bari for our Christmas meal, to be followed by Chantel McGregor at the Roman Bath. But due to the heavy snow Chantel's cancelled. So we slide over to the Terrace to see Stealer. A heavy rock covers band that disapointed as every song sounded the same, I recognised only two, one each from Neil Young and Lynyrd Skynyrd. Half way through their set, and for one song only, one of their elderly WAGs stripped to her underwear, then sang and danced with the band. She even had photos taken with a couple of the Stealer fans. Alltogether best described as The Good, The Bad and ...

I'm not here

Extract from "Life" Dig a Hole: Part 1 (2007)

Luke: So they must know everything is in motion, and the particles within everything are never in one place. Therefore, if it's never in one place, it never is, is it?
Crews: So I'm always in motion. I'm never in one place. I'm never here.
Luke: Just more likely to be here than not to be here.
Crews: [To Reese] I'm not here. You like that, don't you?
Reese: If only that were true.

If you've never seen Life, then you really need to, whilst you're still (likely to be) here.

This is the end

Saturday 28th November - I should be happy, I'm at a Yards gig, I've got a drink in my hand, and I have a clear view of the band. I should be very happy, 2 sets from the Yards, the first is 30 minutes of their quieter, soulfull, mellow songs, and then nearly an hour of heavier rock songs, in total almost all of their catalogue. I know the tunes and most of the lyrics and I'm singing along. But, the crowd are talking (grrrr), Chris Helme is having problems with a hum on stage, and its the Yards last high - their last gig. I want it to be brilliant, and it mostly is, but its their last high, and everybody knows it. I will miss them.

Letters From Iwo Kima is the counterpoint to Flags Of Our Fathers. 'Letters' takes the Japanese perspective of the Second World War battle on the island, and is much better than 'Flags'. Its worth watching the first 45 minutes or so of Flags to set the scene for Letters. Catch it when you can.