h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

The ugly accruement of letters posing as a title to this journal is supposed to represent the sound of an air horn. Sorry about that by the way. The reason I am trying to represent an air horn is that Home Sweet Home, my electro night, turned a healthy one year old on Friday and it was truly an unparalleled banger, a banger of biblical proportions, a superlatively banging banger of a night that involved air horns. We went over capacity by fifty, or so, a nebulous figure which interestingly is fairly close to number of people Franz Ferdinand didn't go over capacity by yesterday at the same venue. No doubt due to the schoolboy error of actually having tickets available. Amateurs. Anyway, I was on second due to the highly unpredictable rotation we have to determine who headlines. This is unpredictable because we haven't actually managed a night without someone's computer blowing up or files being lost or people losing their live set and just DJ'ing hence relegating themselves down to playing first. Rock...n...roll. I kicked its ass. Everybody kicked its ass. The whole place was dancing the whole time. We expended twenty air horns, two hundred glowsticks and gave out eighty free CDs. We wore suits. I fully expect to see myself suited with an air horn in at least one northern music focused magazine. The crowd sang us Happy Birthday at the after the owner finally pulled the plug an hour and a half post bar closure. We plan to spend a small proportion of our profits on an air raid siren.

So is this some kind of crazy DJ dance party thing? I'm not an expert at all on electronic music, per se.

I'm not a dancer. But my moods sure swing!

Sorta. I write my own music using computers and play it live(ish) using synths and things.

Have I pissed you off? I'm sorry if I did.

No... and I'm sorry if I've said or done anything to make it seem that way.

Some people here piss me off but you're not among them.

You'll have to share a music track or two so I can check out your work.

I'd love to. I've been meaning to get some tracks to Christopher, as I said before, but I've been moving house and I don't have the internet at home, plus all the rehearsing I've been doing... and I've not managed it yet.

I think I'm a bit paranoid today, probably due to the economy-based shift from coffee machine coffee to real coffee, masses of it, in a huge flask

I'm normally as imperturbable as a rhino

Me, too. But for some reason I'm feeling off lately and it's making me irritable.

I was teasing you about the gibberish thing in my journal- I hope you realize that I'm an incorrigible tease.

Just about time to leave the office for the day. With a quick jaunt to the grocery store on the way.

Speaking of jaunts, have you read the book "Tiger Tiger" by Alfred Bester?

http://www.myspace.com/homesweethomehull


Here are some videos. 37d live at the adelphi

I'll check that out once I've ensured my home PC isn't about to explode and all my stuff is backed up. Looking forward to it! After all this annoyance it'll be cool to do something fun on the computer again.

Wow, the 37D profile hurts my eyes 0_o
Interesting stuff. I'm still in love with evil strumming boxes though