Playing tracks by
Virgo Four, Spooky Campers, Disclosure, Celestial Shore, LA2019 and more.
Ok, so I’m not exactly finishing Friday stricken with the knowledge that 99% of the population believe I'm the epitome of modern moral bankruptcy, but still, I've had a long ol’ week.
Since we last spoke I’ve been to quite a few gigs. Somewhat helpfully - for a knackered, cold-ridden sloth the wrong side of 30 – it felt like the giddy essence of tribal teen spirit teased me at every turn. From the anarchic ADD menace of the OFWGKTA circus to a gladdening resurgence of razor sharp guitar pop courtesy of Evans The Death, I. Felt. Old.
Age concern aside, this week’s NN has also taken about three times as long to edit together because I’ve been forced to use a different bit of software. Horrifically boring but true, and more than a bit bothersome for a tired, grumpy old gimmer like me.
It’s Friday night. I’m running behind by approximately 24 hours, and I dribble out this blurb whilst sat on the sofa with a cup of Lemsip and half a Dairy Milk. Man, it feels good.