音楽
So I played last night in a support slot for some of friends at a little bar out of the city and into the Fukuoka prefectural wilderness. Well, wilderness is probably unfair, but it’s really fucking far away.
The main act was a few people I know playing a mix of jazz and old pop classics. I dumbed down considerably to offer some Radiohead, Beatles and Belle & Sebastian - no gig is complete without it - and a few originals which have been waiting to see the light of day for a very long time.
The reception was good, I was told that I had ‘an energy’ which others lacked, and that I should try my hand at some more vocally challenging stuff. I think I will.
I also saw my English friend, who I’ve not been in touch with for a week or so, and apologised for my being a complete dick during that time. I promised to tell her what’s been going on just as soon as I can figure out what to tell her. The thing is, she has intimated in the past that she thought something was going on between me and that girl, and I had always flat-out denied it, mainly because it is she who is the subject of my true affections I suppose. But then, it turns out she might not be as straightforward as I’d imagined anyway. That’s for another day.
I ended up grabbing a cab after the show - mainly because the trains didn’t start running for another two hours - and meeting a friend in Tenjin for a couple of drinks and some late-night ramen. I got back here at around seven as the sun began to arc over the happy hills in the distance, and spent most of the day alseep. In short, it’s been the perfect Saturday. It’s really quite liberating to be free of the constraints of such things as licensing hours, and public transport which is untenable and often unavailable. The Fukuoka subway network is open in the AM before the bars even shut, making the drunken journey home a painless - though a little nauseating - experience. I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve taken the 5:36am train bound for 筑前前原 from 天神 to 藤崎.
