Come on back to the war
Nov. 21st, 2012 09:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
You know those bits in films where the story skips forward and there's an establishing shot showing something that indicates what time we're in now? Newspaper headlines. A pop song. Colour schemes. Jeans suddenly baggy or skinny, hair suddenly fouffy or 'fro. I had a moment like that this summer on the tube at West Ham. In front of me there was a row of people reading newspapers with the Olympics all over them, and some dubstep went 'wommmmm' on my headphones just as we passed a row of wind turbines. Look, it's 2012!
I am posting to LJ from underground, on my commute, with my tiny pocket computer. This morning feels a bit like that. I am wearing glasses. My jeans are indeed skinny. I am listening to an old ultraruby mix (British Summertime). My hair is the same as it ever was. Hello world! It's been a weird couple of years. How were yours?
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Date: 2012-11-21 11:25 am (UTC)(fancy planet angel on friday? ;) )
my year has mainly been composed of trumpets and wine.
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Date: 2012-11-21 11:54 am (UTC)Are you playing trumpet anywhere I can see you in the future?
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Date: 2012-11-21 12:22 pm (UTC)next scheduled gigs:
windmill, 8th december with keith totp (probably several other bands on but i don't entirely know)
buffalo bars, 12th december with thee faction, steve white & the protest family, eight rounds rapid, and, er francis wheen. should be fun!