Why do I keep mixing up Don Broco and Biffy Clyro? I am aware it makes no sense. But my brain refuses to catch up.
What band books ONE date in Sweden and has it be Grönalund!? (Is there such a thing as a venue phobia? There has to be. I clearly have it.) Why do the bands keep booking such unreasonable venues in Sweden???
How much heat protection should you be using?? Is it reasonable to use two different types at once?
Should I give up on the semi-permanent dye and start using permanent already?
Where can I get a hold of One Hundred Days: The Story of Architects’ Almost World Tour? It used to be on YouTube, now there’s only one with Russian voice over and, for obvious reasons, that cannot be watched. I’m more than happy to pay, but I can’t find it.
Do I. Have to. Work? Really? I feel unfit.
Where can I get more high top flatform sneakers/boots with laces?
Why do I keep thinking going to the UK in November is a stellar idea?
What the hell does one do with mandarin infused olive oil??
Can I trust Lush in Brighton to stock the Sleepy lotion in November, or should I order it? Swedish Lush seems to think that’s not a product we need; they have no idea just how wrong they are.
Can you be goth and not wear makeup? Seems like a contradiction to me.
Have actors ever seen a person perform a song in their lives? Most recent watch that made me wonder:
I mean what the hell is this and couldn’t anyone have given the poor dear some direction??
Isitfallyet!?!!?? I want to go back to the gym asap. Bored out of my mind with the walking and the home workouts.
I just got tickets to see Architects in June, so this year is saved, but it’d be kinda neat if the following could be arsed to come around these parts:
Northlane. Saw them last year when they opened for Amity Affliction. Needless to say, they were brilliant. And they just released a new album this morning, so it shouldn’t be completely impossible??
Casey. Again. Saw last year, was quite impressed. Because they’re quite active on social media they’re always on my mind. This social media thing, it truly is brilliant PR, they don’t even have to talk about their music, just make sure we keep thinking about them. Maybe Brighton this time?
Russell Brand. Yea, yea, he’s not a musician, but he is touring. Been before and it was lots of fun. But it was also Glasgow. No type gig sucks in Glasgow. Exception confirming the rule: Proclaimers.
Glasvegas. But to be fair, I’d settle for a record release date. Or you know, some news? Anything?
Editors. I have no excuse and am probably sick in the head. Just not a festival.
HIM. I love HIM but never been to see HIM, that’s just wrong. They’ll be touring this year and from the looks of it they’re going just about everywhere except here. And to Glasgow in December. That is where I draw the line. One cannot be going to Glasgow in December. Also it’s sold out so that’s one thing I don’t even have to consider…
Nine Inch Nails. I hear they’ve booked a couple of dates in the US. Is it too much to ask they also swing by Europe? I could expand “these parts” to include Berlin. For NIN anyway. Actually…Berlin’s current gig selection is looking pretty good already. So maybe Berlin regardless?
Was thinking that I’d just not go anywhere at all this year, to save money for wallpaper and such. But I am so easily distracted. Who needs wallpaper when I could go to Oslo to see Architects? I mean twice in a year, that’s…also not enough?
Needless to say, the soundtrack of last week was mainly Architects, with a bit of Amity Affliction and Bring Me the Horizon thrown in for good measure. In fact, my brain was so into listening to Architects it down-prioritized sleep. Slowly starting to accept that sleep is not at the top of my to-do list. Not last week, not this week, unlikely to be any time in the near future.
We’re all loving Gone with the wind an extra lot. How unpredictable.
First workout class of the semester. And I worry. I worry that I’m over Friskis. I was so thoroughly bored I nearly left. And they’re still not playing Throne. How is no workout class ever playing Throne? That is just wrong.
Spent my last couple of days of summer vacay in the UK. 24 hours in London, followed by a couple of days in Brighton. Lots of walking and lots of shopping.
Saw Thrice play at the Forum. It was all sorts of good. Just a shame about the complete lack of oxygen at the venue. I was about one song from unconscious by the time we left. Also: opening act Milk Teeth. How I wish it was my cup of tea.
Discovered my new fave look: orange eye! It must be good because complete strangers have complimented me on it (??).
Had lots fab vegan food. Seriously, Food for Friends and Rootcandi; basically reasons to visit Brighton.
Got some good wear out of my platform sandals. The fact that I didn’t break anything while teetering around London, carrying all of my luggage, and all over Brighton, including the pebbled beach is nothing short of a miracle. I feel as if I’ve got mad skills. Had to order me a more season appropriate pair, a pair of Roobin’s.
All and all: good week. Should have prepared me for the hell that’s first week of the semester. It obviously did not.
I always thought that if I ever went to Brighton, it would be because my DirtyWeekend obsession had finally peaked. That I just had to see where Bella’s story ends in real life, i.e., here:
That’s not what happened.
What happened was one band (Architects obvs.) cleverly decided to book two dates and hold off announcing a tour, and I’m an impatient sort of person. I can’t wait more than ca 2 seconds before panicking thinking I’ll miss it all. Again. Because the second date booked did work for me + I needed a break from work so bad I figured I could venture somewhere other than Glasgow for once – turns out this was not a bad idea at all.
Although I am still a Glasgow kind of girl, I would be quite happy to go back to Brighton again.
I don’t ask a lot of my holidays, I don’t think. Given how little I ask for, I should love all desintations. Give me decent weather, a few good meals, something pretty to look at, a hotel sans some sort of water damage, and walking distance to all things – I’m quite happy.
We took the bus from Heathrow to Brighton, absolutely beautiful weather when we arrived, short walk to the hotel – no problems finding it. Had time for some shopping at Superdrug before dinner at Food for Friends. Every bit as good as the reviews suggest. Best gnocchi I ever had. Belly full of gnocchi and a delicious Sauvignon blanc we went for a stroll and decided to check where the band was playing the following night.
Of course, they were playing that night as well, and apparently you could not only hear but also see the band from the outside, and we got there just in time for the last song. I was quite pleased with that. Excellent first day.
Day 2 started with a strong cup of tea at breakfast.
I can’t get over the fact that a. There is tea
b. There is good tea
c. It is assumed you want tea
It just doesn’t get old. When you are a tea drinker living in a country where tea is an exception to a rule. Where the fact that you prefer tea to coffee always comes as a shock suprprise. Apparently.
Breakfast done, it was time for the shopping. I always go to the UK with a long shopping list; I need to stock up on all the things we don’t have in Sweden. My Superdrug and Boots-shopping clearly got out of hand.
Also managed to catch heavy downfall on the way back to the hotel. You might not be surprised, but Glasgow hasn’t done that to me since I lived there. I had it coming tho, going to the UK without an umbrella? That if anything is asking for it.
We waited out the rain at the hotel. View from hotel window:
Am I the only one who enjoys views like these? I love seeing rooftops.
Because we didnt’t have a lot of time until the show once it stopped raining, we opted for a salad for dinner + some more Sauvignon (I know what I like). Lovely and sunny when we got back out again. Loved the venue (Concorde 2). Fryshuset could learn a thing or two from them.
Main event of the trip:
It was just everything you’d want it to be. I could easily have paid to hear the record so loud you could feel it. The fact that this was live, brilliant selection of songs, I could actually see the band (which I don’t always, damn being short), and the audience was not Swedish (we just have to be the worst audience ever, surely?) – it was just a bonus. Still marvelling at the fact that we were gifted the record too. It’s like being paid to see a show. Insane.
Day 3 we started by going down to the sea.
I was very suspicious of the gravel beach I have to say. But it won me over quickly enough, I mean, being on the beach and not leaving with enough sand for a sandbox – I like it! Finally managed to tear ourselves away from the beach and walked into town and ended up having lunch at Terre a Terre – tricked into having dessert which was easily the best part of the meal. Loved their sorbets.
Lesson of the day: wearing makeup – it’s not that bad. If you’re not in the habit of using sunscreen. Meant I was only slightly burned where I’d been sloppy with my application. I’m remembering to put on sunscreen for the rest of the summer, trust me.
Ended the day with a picnic on the beach with my favorite things: fruit salad and ice tea. Not sure if it’s good or bad there aren’t nearly as many nor as tasty icea teas in Sweden. This Snapple one may just be a new favorite.
I’ll definitely look for an excuse to go back.
As for Glasgow and Architects: booked and booked. I’ve a one track mind.
I wish this was going to be one of those “How to pack”-type entries. It is not.
Unfortunately for me, I am a complete mess when it comes to packing. And my packing skills, they are not improving with age. Doesn’t matter how many how-to-pack videos I watch.
I got back from a long weekend in Brighton on Monday, and my hand luggage is heavier than my suitcase. Which is. Great.
I am well aware of my lack of skills when it comes to packing, so I prepared for this by getting a bigger bag. It could be argued that this is a mistake; if you tend to pack a lot of things, you’ll just pack even more things if you have a bigger bag. Knowing this, a backpack is a requirement. Because that is an aspect in life where I’m actually practical. Best way to carry a heavy bag is on your back. (Hello miss stating the obvious.)
Let’s look at the most important things first:
Bluetooth speaker, headphones and iPad. Because you need to be listening to the new Architects record and watch Vikings. If only that was all I packed.
This is where it gets out of hand. I have no sense at all when it comes to packing makeup. Literally none. I’ve brought pretty much every one of my brushes, piles of eye shadows, highlighters, powder, eyebrow products..and more than one primer, mascara, and eyeliner. I need. Help. Or holy grails? Probably both.
Usually, I put an extra outfit in my hand luggage. Except for that time I went to Berlin when they lost my luggage. Learned my lesson then. But as this is unpacking when I got back, all clothes are in my suitcase. Might be two exceptions. For example, I do like to bring a scarf, since I’m always cold (that’s that black thing there. I’m pretending I only brought the one scarf).
Oh. And there’s more makeup. Also, two copies of the latest Architects record. I have no idea why they’re in my hand luggage. A) Got them for free. I went to the album release show (this is obvious, right? why else would I be going to Brighton?) and you basically got a record with your ticket. It’s like getting paid to go to a show. I almost feel bad about it. Oh, and I have two copies because the person I went with didn’t want his. Clearly he’s not right in the head. Point is, they were free; I could get another if they got lost/broken. B) I don’t even have any device to play them on. Not set up anyway. My CD-player lives in my wardrobe. Definitely didn’t bring a device to play CDs on. Bottom line: I make sense.
The sunglasses are in my hand luggage because I figured they might break in my suitcase. I didn’t bring four pairs; I bought three pairs in Brighton, out of which two are for me. So I guess that means I’m planning on being out in the sun?
Despite the fact that I should not be using heat on my hair I did bring a straightener. My excuse was I was only going to use it on my fringe. I did not use it on my fringe only. I used it on all the hair. Because the UK and my hair don’t get along well.
I feel like excuses is something I’m quite good at.
And there is more. It’s as if it never ends. Some of these things are actually necessary. Obviously the passport, wallet, cardigan…earplugs are literally only useful for concerts. I’ve tried to use them to shut out the snoring of the person I share the hotel room with. Does not. Work. At all. Ever. There is basically just one thing that works: good earbuds + heavy music. Architects is perfect. Just a wall of sound; it’s brilliant. And then you’ll fall asleep dreaming that you can’t talk and you can’t hear anyone in your dreams. Not sure if it’s scary or fun.
Should I point out there is a second pair of headphones here? There’s a second pair of headphones. I have literally no excuse. I guess I just like having choices. But not making choices.
I want to talk about the book. I bring my iPad because it does many things; I’ve got books on it if I feel like reading. And that’s a big if, I haven’t finished a single book all year.
Now. If you are traveling with a person who can’t pack like a sensible person to save her life, don’t bring her a book at the airport. Just don’t. In fact, don’t bring a book to anyone on a trip unless you’ve checked with the person first. I feel like a bitch for complaining about being given something. But a book is the last thing I need. Especially when traveling. Especially since I have plenty to read already. As I’ve gotten nowhere with my reading all year.
To sum up: I fail at making choices, which leads to nonsensical packing.
It is also possible I don’t feel too bad about it. I like all my things. Minimalism is not in my future.