don't panic, breathe in slow

FRONT ROW (/what a show)

hey look listen it's probably past midnight, nullifying my "every day blog" but, frankly, i don't care because i'm a bit drunk. yes, it's a school night and no, i don't really care. it's thursday which translates to every city as "thirsty thursday" and after the week i've had, i can tell you one thing for free: i'm not thirsty for a vimto. i'm thirsty for happiness, for stimulation, for interest, for engagement, for booze. so i met up with an old boss tonight and went to an impromptu free gig because it's nearly friday.

there's polyphonic voices in my head again

this isn't a dick pic

i was going to title this blog "i saw superman fly away" in honour of old taylor swift and also the fact that i dressed as superman for children in need today. but then i went to a kate boy gig and they blew the fucking roof off so this one is solely for them. i've mentioned them before on the blog and was buzzing for this gig. it cost me £7.50 and in the end, after an indirect tweet, they put me on the guestlist so i sped to the fleece and caught them just in time.

the heart wants what it wants

cutting it close, see tickets

thank god it's friday, right? what a week it's been. how's yours been? i wish there could be a comment interval in these posts so i could get your feedback as you progress through the irrelevant words. that's besides the point. i'm just letting you know that i love your comments, even if they're full of hate. but back to today, i got home a wonderful little letter which contained a ticket for a gig which i'm all too excited to attend alone. and there was some other gig news so read on if you like.