saint

Julia Deans and the CSO

Once again, Montana provided Sara, and assorted TBALC associates, with the oportunity to get free stuff. In this case the free stuff (tm) came in the form of wine, cheese and a Julia Deans backed by the Christchurch Symphany Orchestra concert. A bloody good time was had by all (although claims that this idea was "new and exciting" were a little stretched, given that I'd just been listening to Enzso a couple of days ago...), including the little old ladies who seemed regular CSO concert goers (judging by their overheard conversation about imported Russian violinists) and who thoroughly enjoyed the show put on by Julia and co.. Although I think the person who was most excited by the whole affair was the conducter, given his pre-concert speech and leaping about on the podium antics.

Unfortunately (or fortunately - it meant the atmosphere was a lot more, um, intimate? In an echoey kinda way...) the town hall was less than half full. This was a shame as more people should have seen it. The woman has a fantastic voice, oh yes, and a great stage presence.

Special mention to Tom Watson (formerely Head Like A Hole, now Cassette) who was the intro act, all on his lonesome with an acoustic guitar in a big, empty, echoey townhall. Must've been a bit strange...

So, thanks again Sara, Montana and Norman (aka Unky Norm, Big Norm, Norm...)

Other than that, life moves on slowly. I hate my thesis (doo dah, doo dah) and sit staring out the window thinking of all those things that I'd rather be doing - things that will instantly become less attractive once the thesis is finished and the need to procrastinate is handed in with it. As it is with the Way of the Procrastinator. Still, adds life to the dreams of the moment.

As it stands, only 1,357 relevant words have thus far graced the "!!Thesis" folder of P drive. I have a whole lot more irrelevant words up my sleeves that will no doubt be canabilised when the appropriate time rolls around, and I have no desire to write approximately 10-15,000 unnecessary words as some have done in the near past, but for now...

1,357 of 30,000.

Hmmm. And its Friday...

Update: Thanks to Emma I stumbled upon a whole lot of online short stories and spent a good few hours reading them rather than writing stuff about Genesis, progress and the seed being both the alpha and the omega - the means of production and the product itself (hence the traditional difficulty capitalism has had at fully penetrating the agricultural sector, at least until Intellectual Property and modern biotechnology arrived on the scene from the 1980s onwards... but that's a story for another day). Anyway, two stories of note include "What To Do When You Enter The Room" and "Requirements For A Position As My Lover." Well they kept me amused.

Posted by saint at September 19, 2003 12:31 PM