Ok so I’m not dead as a few people have seen fit to
say, I haven’t committed suicide (WTF) won the lottery or any of the more
outlandish suggestions that has been sent to me, probably to see if I would
react, and to be honest I have realised I blog for me, not for you lot, I’m not
a performing seal or monkey (the wife might disagree on that last one) now if
you remember what I said at the beginning of the year I was just going to go
with the flow, if I had something to write about I would, if I didn’t I wasn’t
going to, hells bells you could get thirty four blogs this week, you never
know. I have had no life changing momentous epiphany, I have just literally
been reading a few books (yeah me with my reputation) and generally just
flowing with the go. I was contacted yet again by Farcebook saying that yet
again someone had set up an account using my photographs and the such like,
urging greater vigilance another reason for not publishing my real name etc on
here! I am seriously considering retreating from all forms (see how I feel
tomorrow) of social media with the exception of the blog, I have been hacked so
many times it’s starting to get annoying, I like making new friends whether I know
the individuals personally or not but it’s turning into a drag and I’m
wondering that my friends (shhh you know who I am talking about the R word) have
caught up with me as they seem to have nothing better to do, maybe I’m just a
tad paranoid, but the whole idea of social networking is to be social able
(something I’m not renowned for ….but I am trying) what’s the point if you have
to have settings set to kill!
The blog well even though I haven’t written anything
for a while still has had over 200 views this week, so maybe somewhere down the
line I must be doing something right (that’s a first) I had a couple of false
starts with a blog earlier on in the week but they were cul de sacs and I’m
glad I put myself into reverse because believe it or not I’m on a roll for
being (reasonably) happy (honest I am) what have I been up to well let’s see……..
Me and the wife went to have a look at a new house (
I need to rob a bank) the cunning plan never even got us through the first line
of Flak we were strafed by fighter cover and shot at by 88’s from the ground
(sorry reliving my childhood) we retreated both disillusioned that we were
spotting climbing over the fence on the first attempt, I actually took it
harder than the wife and went straight into I hate the world mode, which the
wife put up (for just a short while) then dragged me off to the birthday party
of the lord of the hounds, and although I didn’t drink I pulled myself out of
my funk (thank you dear) enough to converse with friends who I love but miss,
simply because we hardly travel to see anyone anymore (the world hates us
hahaha) we got there fashionably on time (well ok slightly late) but everybody
was having a great time (I went as a white Eddie Murphy in Beverly Hills Cop….it
was an eighties themed party) there was great costumes but the birthday boy was
the one who excelled and won hands down, well done that man. We left around one
and headed home in some of the worst fog I had seen in ages. I started to blog
the next day but wasn’t feeling the vibe so left my notes to one side and
carried on with life the universe and everything else.
The week continued in a similar vein as Saturday
morning had and again I kept a low profile, many legal issues to deal with at
work (normally not an issue I just wasn’t motivated at all) Monday I was left
to my own devices as the wife and the youngest went to McBusted and had a fab
time (which I’m so glad for them). I went for my treatment on Wednesday (the
new book 17000 words and counting) and encountered things that I had never
really considered (feelings ….I mean WTF who invented them) and there was some
cracks in the dyke, a long road ahead and something I will cover in the new
book not here, let’s just leave it at this exact point in time…….it’s getting
interesting!
As usual I come out of the treatment in a funk
(emotionally exhausted is the official term) and it’s at this point I really
don’t want to converse with anybody never mind the world, however SMOR had been
on to the wife and it appears that we were off to see Magnum (damn I feel old I
remember seeing them support Blue Oyster Cult sometime 78/79ish) so I went with
the minimum fuss, I wasn’t equipped to deal with the wife at this point, my
only problem the venue is a standing venue only, I knew my knees were going to
bear the brunt ah well no pain no gain! We got there and the wife did a bit of
skull doggery (and no I couldn’t possibly tell you for legal reasons what that
was) we got there to actually enjoy the support band (Neon Fly) who were
alright in a youthful kind of way but as always the sound in the venue was …..How
can I describe it…..oh yes shite! I might go dig the album out on you tube at
some point, a less complicated version of Dragonforce with someone who could sing
and actually use the stage area, even though the rest of the band did throw in
a couple of Germanic Accept poses here and there! Five out of ten (purely
because I’m hyper critical) and because the venue sound is as I have already
stated ….Shite!
Magnum I have seen so many times, I have lost count,
but in the late seventies and early eighties it was usually a tie between them
and Budgie who was the most seen support band, and since they have reformed a
few years ago, I have been to see them a few times what annoys me now is that
Bruce Forsyth…… I mean Bob Catley (bless him at 96 and still touring) and it
now takes him a few songs to get warmed up, and because they have a new album
they insist on doing forty minutes of admittedly nice (new) material but if you
haven’t got the new album people get distracted and start doing Farcebook rather
than enjoy the gig, it wasn’t bad but a 100 minute gig and only six……and I mean
six old songs, come on give us a fecking break! Maybe why they only got 503
people in (I know somebody who works at the venue) I admire the fact that they
don’t want to rest on their laurels but its ever decreasing numbers say
something, people really do want to hear the classics, besides that a good gig
(in a shite venue ooops sorry sarcastic button stuck in) never mind a good
intro for the coming weekend!
Thursday and Friday passed in a haze again my get up
and go had got up and fucked off but I made it across the winning line in an
orderly fashion, Thursday I attended the Drs to be told I wasn’t as sick as I had
originally thought (woo hoo) although I did ask about my snoring which
allegedly is like watching Slayer in the front row…..FUCKING LOUD! And I’m being sent to see if I need a gimp
mask watch this space for further updates! Friday was well let’s just say Friday
I got through the day with no mishaps only to get home and discover that Fish had
cancelled the opening couple of dates of his tour due to illness with a band member
and yes you guessed it the gig I was going to was one of them (mind you this
morning the whole tour had been cancelled not nice…..get well soon Mr Boult) so
I was deflated over going to conquer the gig especially after what happened
last year, the gig has been rescheduled already but to be honest, I have
decided not to go, must be an age thing, if you are going please feel free to
enjoy but I have decided to stay in and wash my hair on that night!
Then we just had to get through the weekend of
babysitting the Hurricane who was really well behaved (although still a bloody
Hurricane) we returned him to the arms of a loving set of parents and so not to
waste the day we got our glad rags on and went for lunch, at our local spoons
which thankfully when you consider it’s a bank holiday weekend was mercifully
not full, the food was OK and the youngest turned up and we fed her as well
(well it would have been rude not too) a few drinks for myself (in reality the
first of the year) the wife went home feeling tired (erm ok) although we were
only ten minutes behind her we put her to bed as soon as we got in (the
hurricane catching up with her and not the drink I hasten to add as she only
had one drink) and I disappeared off to listen to some more music (so far this
weekend:- Clutch, Free, Big Wreck, The Pursuit of Happiness, Rick Springfield,
Fishbone, Yes and some Tackhead all good stuff and the day is still young let’s
see what comes over the horizon), then I read all the emails and felt slightly
obligated to do something new if just to keep the Scandinavian contingent
slightly happy! Me I’m Ok not happy not sad and so far (touch wood) I haven’t
disappeared in a haze of over eating, now if
I could just get motivated enough to get out of the house at some point I
might start living this thing we call life! So there you go I hope it’s enough
to please the swarming masses, live long and eat cheese or some other kind of
such nonsense, watch the skies you never know when I might have more thoughts
on the life of a grey man until then……. Toodles!
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