I saw Gruff Rhys last night, not so much news in itself, I've seen Gruff in his various guises many times before. What's probably more news is that I'm fairly sure that this was my first 'proper' gig of the year. It's July. That means the first six months of the year were completely devoid of live 'pop' music. Is this still that growing up thing? I've seen jazz, opera, choral and ballet this year. But no 'pop'. I feel like I'm losing my edge.
I managed to not see the Olympic torch. I was tempted - I set an alarm and everything but it was raining so I went back to sleep. Once in a life time opportunity - like the Jubilee Regatta - which I also slept through.
I feel like I ought to pass some level of condemnation on the nasty nasty goings on in Timbuktu. I'm not going to, mainly because i don't understand it (and by it I mean religion) but it does make me feel a bit lucky I went when I did what with all these military coups, kidnappings and desecrations.
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