#21
Posted 05 November 2008 - 07:02 AM
Yeah. Preview show was on last night with full show on fri. Al green was great.
#22
Posted 17 November 2008 - 02:51 PM
James Yorkston, Pictish Trail & Rozi Plain in York tomorrow night
Mick in Leeds
A week off in the first week of December then pretty much two off over Crimbo
A few beers in the German market
Christmas at my mum and dad's for the first time in years
Some good eating
June 5th 2009, finish work.
Mick in Leeds
A week off in the first week of December then pretty much two off over Crimbo
A few beers in the German market
Christmas at my mum and dad's for the first time in years
Some good eating
June 5th 2009, finish work.
#23
Posted 17 November 2008 - 03:40 PM
#24
Posted 17 November 2008 - 03:44 PM
#25
Posted 17 November 2008 - 04:16 PM
Monday 24th November
The Rifles at the Concorde 2 Brighton.
The Rifles at the Concorde 2 Brighton.
#26
Posted 17 November 2008 - 04:23 PM
#27
Posted 17 November 2008 - 08:22 PM
#28
Posted 17 November 2008 - 10:18 PM
lisa and elliott, healthy, happy,.... at home
#29
Posted 09 December 2008 - 05:23 PM
Christmas being out the way.
#30
Posted 09 December 2008 - 05:32 PM
Saturday
#31
Posted 09 December 2008 - 05:36 PM
#32
Posted 09 December 2008 - 05:50 PM
#33
Posted 09 December 2008 - 06:05 PM
- felt like thursday today
- a few sneaky things going on at work
#34
Posted 12 December 2008 - 07:58 AM
Holidays in Butlins
Thanks to the collapse of the pound thats just about all we'll be able to afford.
Thanks to the collapse of the pound thats just about all we'll be able to afford.
#35
Posted 12 December 2008 - 09:31 AM
#36
Posted 12 December 2008 - 04:57 PM
A kip when I get home so that I can stay up and watch the cricket tonight.
#37
Posted 16 December 2008 - 10:24 AM
Some new Belle and Sebastian music... Stuart's began posting on his blog again, as poetic as ever, and it looks like the 'God Help The Girl' project will see the light in early 2009:
DECEMBER 4TH, 2008 | ARCHIVE
I’m feeling pretty good. Allow me to feel good, fellahs, and if you feel bad, then I’m sorry, and I hope that I can take a picture and cheer you up.
A picture can be a beautiful thing. I’m looking forward to the weekend because I’m going to take pics for the “God Help The Girl” cover. I think I already got the pic for the “Little Sister” cover. Now I’ve just to get the LP cover.
The set up will be easy, and that’s the kind of pics that are enjoyable to take; but also, I feel like I’ll be starting down a visual journey, a first step I’ve been hoping to take. Nothing spectacular, but it will feel good to capture a little bit of what it is that’s moving me.
And what is it that’s moving me? And is it important? And what is it that’s moving you? Of course it’s important!
I used to get these feelings, sporadically, when I was younger. When I was having, by all accounts, an up and down time of it. I was lost, and irresponsible, living on a cheap loaf of bread a day, and by the grace of a one bar heater.
I used to get these feelings, in the middle of plodding along, acting daft. I’d be coming back from the pool, or the shops, or a friends. I’d glance to the right, where the last of the light showed a far stretch of the city, high flats and gas holders. It would get me as much as a horizon ever got anyone. I’d feel good for the first time that day, but, I wouldn’t be thankful.. I’d just hoped the feeling would last. I would chase it all the way home, but it would be gone as soon as I reached the front door.
I still get those feelings. I go looking for them, as I was talking about a few days ago. I go looking all over the city. I’ve been to many places in the world, but I often feel that my city contains as much of life and heaven as I could ever want.
That’s an illusion, I know. I live to a large degree, an illusion. But if the illusion is heaven, or even a part of it, or even a sign post to it, then I’ll take it. I will take it.
I’m about to go and play football. If the frost has lifted, then we will play. From the pitch are arrayed the landscape and steeples of the west end of the city, before the purple dusk. We will defy the darkness and the night. It will be our little slice of heaven.
DECEMBER 4TH, 2008 | ARCHIVE
I’m feeling pretty good. Allow me to feel good, fellahs, and if you feel bad, then I’m sorry, and I hope that I can take a picture and cheer you up.
A picture can be a beautiful thing. I’m looking forward to the weekend because I’m going to take pics for the “God Help The Girl” cover. I think I already got the pic for the “Little Sister” cover. Now I’ve just to get the LP cover.
The set up will be easy, and that’s the kind of pics that are enjoyable to take; but also, I feel like I’ll be starting down a visual journey, a first step I’ve been hoping to take. Nothing spectacular, but it will feel good to capture a little bit of what it is that’s moving me.
And what is it that’s moving me? And is it important? And what is it that’s moving you? Of course it’s important!
I used to get these feelings, sporadically, when I was younger. When I was having, by all accounts, an up and down time of it. I was lost, and irresponsible, living on a cheap loaf of bread a day, and by the grace of a one bar heater.
I used to get these feelings, in the middle of plodding along, acting daft. I’d be coming back from the pool, or the shops, or a friends. I’d glance to the right, where the last of the light showed a far stretch of the city, high flats and gas holders. It would get me as much as a horizon ever got anyone. I’d feel good for the first time that day, but, I wouldn’t be thankful.. I’d just hoped the feeling would last. I would chase it all the way home, but it would be gone as soon as I reached the front door.
I still get those feelings. I go looking for them, as I was talking about a few days ago. I go looking all over the city. I’ve been to many places in the world, but I often feel that my city contains as much of life and heaven as I could ever want.
That’s an illusion, I know. I live to a large degree, an illusion. But if the illusion is heaven, or even a part of it, or even a sign post to it, then I’ll take it. I will take it.
I’m about to go and play football. If the frost has lifted, then we will play. From the pitch are arrayed the landscape and steeples of the west end of the city, before the purple dusk. We will defy the darkness and the night. It will be our little slice of heaven.
#38
Posted 16 December 2008 - 10:34 AM
Sam Amidon's January tour. http://www.myspace.com/samamidon
Listen to Wedding Dress and Saro.
He sings 19th century American songs, beautifully. He's fucking crackers but has an amazing voice and can pretty much play anything but is particularly great on the banjo and apparently the fiddle (not seen him play that).
He's playing the Philarmonic in Liverpool but also in Leeds and Manchester. Well worth going to see if you fancy something a bit different in January.
Last time he played Leeds it was in the upstairs room of a grotty pub with about six people watching while in Manchester he played in a packed church backed by a load of strings.
Can't wait to see him in a decent venue.
Listen to Wedding Dress and Saro.
He sings 19th century American songs, beautifully. He's fucking crackers but has an amazing voice and can pretty much play anything but is particularly great on the banjo and apparently the fiddle (not seen him play that).
He's playing the Philarmonic in Liverpool but also in Leeds and Manchester. Well worth going to see if you fancy something a bit different in January.
Last time he played Leeds it was in the upstairs room of a grotty pub with about six people watching while in Manchester he played in a packed church backed by a load of strings.
Can't wait to see him in a decent venue.
#39
Posted 16 December 2008 - 01:12 PM
The 24th of December.
The xmas shanty town that is parked all down New Street fucks off back to Frankfurt and I can then walk around without dodging school bloody trips, geriatric day release days out and pushchair pushing chavs waving Bratwurst and deep fried cheese.
The xmas shanty town that is parked all down New Street fucks off back to Frankfurt and I can then walk around without dodging school bloody trips, geriatric day release days out and pushchair pushing chavs waving Bratwurst and deep fried cheese.
#40
Posted 16 December 2008 - 01:13 PM
Bodie, on Dec 16 2008, 01:12 PM, said:
The 24th of December.
The xmas shanty town that is parked all down New Street fucks off back to Frankfurt and I can then walk around without dodging school bloody trips, geriatric day release days out and pushchair pushing chavs waving Bratwurst and deep fried cheese.
The xmas shanty town that is parked all down New Street fucks off back to Frankfurt and I can then walk around without dodging school bloody trips, geriatric day release days out and pushchair pushing chavs waving Bratwurst and deep fried cheese.
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