For whatever reason, this week has been fairly hectic, and to my credit I haven't gotten into work late or been too tired to discharge my obligations (until this afternoon, where I have been slumped at my desk like a corpse which has been granted, by some dubious semi-miracle, the miraculous Pavlovian ability to swear at a ringing phone.) Still, 10 minutes until home-time, and I've stuck my phone onto 'busy' so I should just have time to bash out an account my week of debauched evenings.
Monday: Went to an open-mike night upstairs at The Wheatsheaf to see my friend Emma perform a brief acoustic set as one half of the new band Science Never Sleeps. She plays the violin and sings backing vocals, and Tim (who used to be in Eeebleee, another fine Oxford band) sings and plays guitar (and normally laptop). Luckily for me, I was not obliged to dole out any of my ever-low store of artificial sincerity, as they are actually rather good. I even bought a copy of their demo for Lorna, who really liked it when she heard my copy. Not sure that acoustic is their ideal medium really, as the demo's quite sample and FX heavy, but they went down well, particularly in contrast to the Average Pub Blues Bands and poor man's Badly Drawn Boys which comprised the rest of the offerings. The band seemed heartened anyway, so hopefully an actual proper gig may be on the horizon, especially since they have been declared Nightshift's Demo Of The Month.
More later. Home time.