Is this the last of the urgent pre-wedding tasks? Not quite. Rings have been bought, one has been collected. I think all that remains is clothes for me. As the sign on the ski-slopes at Mt Baw Baw stated quite clearly: “Grooming Incomplete.”
A CD launch for Mick Thomas and the Sure Thing’s The Horses’ Prayer this evening at the Atheneum in the city. Tickets were a bit steep, but its a grand old theatre and a great place to see a folksy kind of show. Assorted songs old and new, some of the new ones I’d not heard before, others I had — their of the Stone Roses’ Made of Stone still makes me laugh… Between the sets the fill-in tape was full of horse-related songs, I suddenly realised this as Jo said something about “needs more horses” during a western/cowboy number — it had started with “Red Pony,” but I didn’t know the names of any of the others. I wonder how many other people noticed?
All over by 11.30 pm, being used to pub shows we had thought it would be a late start and hadn’t got there until after nine, by which time they were already playing. At least it meant we could catch the tram home, rather than be extorted by a taxi.
Trams home have other advantages too, there’s always the entertainment value of the other people… Tonight it was three fifteen year old girls hurrying home after seeing “the bestest movie ever.” Speaking in 100 decibel voices and phoning all their friends, we couldn’t help but overhear that this cinematic treasure was “Jackass — the movie,” an hour and half of fart jokes and public humiliation gags that has reviews of one or one and half stars in all the papers…
