It is in fact monday evening, and I will quickly recount all that has happened in the past week before finishing my reading for tomorrow.
well, last monday I went to the Tate Modern art museum, to browse at leisure before visiting again this week for my class project. amidst the masses of children and their mom's on break from school running around and screaming and taking up too much space, i saw some good stuff.
tuesday went to a gig in Islington, one of the trendier boroughs in london. Joe, my flatmate, has a bunch of home friends from brighton who are in a band and they came up to london to play. they were all really nice, music was great, drummer amazing. i talked to him afterwards and told him i thought he was great. he said it's basically all he has time for, he doesn't have a girlfriend, doesn't go to school, has a shit job and just plays drums all day, and loves it. i said, that's gooood. and i meant it.
wednesday steven and i saw a performance by Charles Linehan Company, a UK-based modern dance company. It was lovely to watch, but my mind fell very quiet during the piece. Not that I didn't get anything out of it, it was just not very clear. I want to know more. Here's a video i found of some work/play Charles Linehan does in general..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kyG9aWQeN2g
thursday our flat had a big halloween party. i had soo much fun, almost too much fun, but fun nonetheless. a few of us went to new globe afterwards, because there was a halloween party there too. and the dj played all the right songs, i was singing and i was dancing. great time.
friday, complete laziness. saturday wandered around notting hill in search of julia roberts, stumbled upon portobello road market, famous for its antique jewelery of sorts. i almost bought a pocket watch.
sunday night, went out dancing to this club in soho called punk. i felt i was in one of those movies where there's a halloween party and everyone is dressed full-out in something terrifying and all are dancing to thriller with fake blood dripping from their mouths. this was that. it was AWESOME. there was a DJ and also this girl as his assistant who would randomly scream into the microphone during a song. i found myself bent-over laughing every time. just, pure madness. as halloween should be.
the website for punk is here: http://www.punksoho.co.uk/
I found out after going there that celebrities have also attended, like lady gaga!
here are some random photos from my camera:
The New Globe, exterior. pub on the corner, frequented by students.
part of St. Paul's Cathedral. Also, the ice cream truck with "MIND THAT CHILD!"...huh huh huh..
long strides, string bass, notting hill.
currently listening to:
zeppppppppelin duhhhhhhhh
18-minute drum solo man, it's caraaaaaaazy.
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