02-11- 06 - Arab Strap farewell gig at the Rescuerooms

Aah Arab Strap, how I miss you... I remember feeling genuinely damp of eye by the end of this one, and even now there's been little in the way to fill the misanthropic hole in my music collection. The Kinfe / Fever Ray go some way towards capturing the sense of claustrophobic isolation that Strap did so well but they're nowhere near grimy enough. Ah well, Malcolm Middleton gets better with each successive album, and he usually plays the Social a couple of times a year, woop!


I'm going to update this thing with daily pictures of what I've been doing with myself since I stopped posting in here way back when. Its been a while since I had a dig through the archives, and catharsis is always, well, cathartic. Nice to be able to fill another unit of time in my day too, I'm in need of stuff to keep myself occupied. Being a shift manager at One Stop is monotonous as hell - my OAP regulars are a nice enough bunch (the old ladies fucking love me) but quarter to five wakeup times leave me feeling like a zombie for the majority of the daylight hours :/