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shermaramaSeveral sorts of nads. I've been working hard this evening, dammit, and have made some serious headway on this portfolio effort that we're getting assessed on on Friday. This is the only evening this week where I'm not playing the drums and thus getting in late and what with having got a lot done, I thought I'd bugger that for now and log on to mono and whiffle at Jon. But Mono is Dead.
And today is the day I finally have to face up to my stereo's amp being naffed. There's been odd crackly fartiness going on for a while that I was never quite sure wasn't atrocious quality files or the speakers being funny or a dodgy connection someplace. But over headphones the fartiness is exactly the same shape as it is from the speakers, and running the headphones direct from the CD player it isn't there, and it changes at different volume settings, and it's got to be the amp. Arse. I could theoretically set the electronics tech I work with on it and he might eventually fix it too but it'd just get lost in the huge backlog of half-fixed things waiting for inspiration or parts right now and I'll never get it back at that rate. I'll have to squint at it myself sometime, you know, when I've got time. Meanwhile I'm listening to Bongzilla on the direct feed from the CD player, which is too loud, so I have the headphones kind of sitting over my temples and feeding the sound in indirectly. Seems kind of appropriate.
Another gig has come up since last I wrote, and with a new promoter in a new place which is always welcome. So, in summary:
Last Friday: PJ practice, drinking the best pint ever served in a station while waiting for Jon at Victoria (Bath Ales' Festival, IIRC, a ruby porter)
Last Saturday: NO DRUMS. But lots of beer. Oh yes.
Last Sunday: practice with Ed, two hours of quite energetic drumming.
Last Monday: PJ gig, New Cross.
Yesterday: Bad Fucks practice, twice through the set and out as Olly wanted to leave early. Technically only about 45 mins of drumming but of the fast-as-possible kind.
Today: NO DRUMS but I have spent the day dismantling a steam boiler for inspection (giant sockets and torque wrenches, oh my) and mainly hacking off the huge gobs of industrial-grade kettle fur from all over its insides so that it can actually *be* inspected.
Tomorrow: PJ gig, New Cross Inn, with the Moon. That'll be fairly light work and a lot of fun, anyway.
Friday: PJ gig, Club Fabulous, we're on third of four at this place in Islington that's somehow also near Farringdon, doors at 8pm, check out the flyer. Woo.
Saturday: PJ gig, New Cross, No Fixed Anything, really, but it'll be a late one. S'cool.
Sunday: Day of Rest. Or, more likely, chasing round gliding clubs showing them pictures of human powered airships and seeing what they think of them and stuff.
Monday: BFs practice, last before a gig next week so full intensity, like.
Tuesday: PJ gig, apparently a Battle Of The Bands at a Walkabout in West Hampstead. Hmm.
That's as far as the planning currently goes. Thinking about that, I'll have to make sure I don't tell any gliding clubs I'll be there on Sunday morning, assuming any of them get back to me anyway. Hmm.
And today is the day I finally have to face up to my stereo's amp being naffed. There's been odd crackly fartiness going on for a while that I was never quite sure wasn't atrocious quality files or the speakers being funny or a dodgy connection someplace. But over headphones the fartiness is exactly the same shape as it is from the speakers, and running the headphones direct from the CD player it isn't there, and it changes at different volume settings, and it's got to be the amp. Arse. I could theoretically set the electronics tech I work with on it and he might eventually fix it too but it'd just get lost in the huge backlog of half-fixed things waiting for inspiration or parts right now and I'll never get it back at that rate. I'll have to squint at it myself sometime, you know, when I've got time. Meanwhile I'm listening to Bongzilla on the direct feed from the CD player, which is too loud, so I have the headphones kind of sitting over my temples and feeding the sound in indirectly. Seems kind of appropriate.
Another gig has come up since last I wrote, and with a new promoter in a new place which is always welcome. So, in summary:
Last Friday: PJ practice, drinking the best pint ever served in a station while waiting for Jon at Victoria (Bath Ales' Festival, IIRC, a ruby porter)
Last Saturday: NO DRUMS. But lots of beer. Oh yes.
Last Sunday: practice with Ed, two hours of quite energetic drumming.
Last Monday: PJ gig, New Cross.
Yesterday: Bad Fucks practice, twice through the set and out as Olly wanted to leave early. Technically only about 45 mins of drumming but of the fast-as-possible kind.
Today: NO DRUMS but I have spent the day dismantling a steam boiler for inspection (giant sockets and torque wrenches, oh my) and mainly hacking off the huge gobs of industrial-grade kettle fur from all over its insides so that it can actually *be* inspected.
Tomorrow: PJ gig, New Cross Inn, with the Moon. That'll be fairly light work and a lot of fun, anyway.
Friday: PJ gig, Club Fabulous, we're on third of four at this place in Islington that's somehow also near Farringdon, doors at 8pm, check out the flyer. Woo.
Saturday: PJ gig, New Cross, No Fixed Anything, really, but it'll be a late one. S'cool.
Sunday: Day of Rest. Or, more likely, chasing round gliding clubs showing them pictures of human powered airships and seeing what they think of them and stuff.
Monday: BFs practice, last before a gig next week so full intensity, like.
Tuesday: PJ gig, apparently a Battle Of The Bands at a Walkabout in West Hampstead. Hmm.
That's as far as the planning currently goes. Thinking about that, I'll have to make sure I don't tell any gliding clubs I'll be there on Sunday morning, assuming any of them get back to me anyway. Hmm.
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Date: 2006-03-16 01:43 am (UTC)Doesn't Farringdon Road end really near Angel?
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Date: 2006-03-16 02:39 am (UTC)Though looking it up, no, Farringdon Road is actually in mainly in Farringdon. One end stops about halfway to Kings Cross and the other makes it a few streets short of the river.