happy New Year ( a semi-drunken New Year’s message).

For some reason it seemed important to write this at the time (4:45am).

The Barn was only midly interesting. The person I was hoping to see most did not show. The Groove Gurus were incredible (especially their lead singer) and had a much smaller audience than they desrved.

The party afterwards (unlike the party before) was slightly less interesting.

Odd to have your faith in humanity restored by a cab driver who had nothing but common sense to offer (fuck the money, and do what makes you happy). A fitting paradox somehow, as he obviously did not want to be a cabbie.

I swear, this is the last of the self indulgent posts for the near future.
Cheers.