Ain't this the life.

Today has been a very frustrating day, as I have been in an annoying mood where I'm completely fed up with things that usually I'm a little bit displeased about, but have no idea how to change. This made me pretty miserable for most of the day, though I don't make everyone else's life hell for it; I don't get moody with my family or anything; I concede to being a little bitch but I'm not selfish.

I distracted myself from my self-pity for the afternoon by watching the Oingo Boingo live show I downloaded last night. I was at first amazed to see the file was just shy of three hours long. I was even more amazed when it turned out that that was the length of the gig. It is truly an incredible show, and shows how diverse and talented the band are. It's their last ever show, recorded Halloween 1995, and they went out with one hell of a bang. Opening with the epic eight minute "Insanity", playing and singing note-perfectly, before immediately switching to a high energy punk version of "Little Girls", leaping around the stage, getting the whole crowd crazy. The show goes on like this, and it's the some of the most entertaining three hours committed to video. Whereas many bands, after 23 years, struggle to perform two songs on Later With Jools Holland, Oingo Boingo are fantastic right through the whole three hour set. It's filmed really well also, showing not only the energy happening on stage, but plenty of cameras focus on the crowd, with countless crowd surfers, screaming lunatics, and towards the end a cameraman is apparently taking part in a circle pit. You can see how much they enjoyed playing music, and when the show eventually ends, you can see it is emotional for them all. It's definitely one of those shows that I wish I could have been able to attend; like a lot of people wish they'd been around for Woodstock, I wish I had been born early enough (and preferably in America) so I could have been there.

This evening we celebrated my Dad's birthday by driving to town for a chinese takeaway and rushing it home before it got cold. It was lovely. We then watched Machine Girl, an ultra violent Japanese Comedy that I believe I reviewed earlier. Dad thoroughly enjoyed it just as I do.

Last thing tonight was hearing news that the Lost finale is going to be broadcast in unison with America, making it at 5am Monday morning. This makes me ecstatic that I've had Sky+ installed as I can record it, then me and Angus can have a "Lost Party" as it were. Horrifically sad, but whatever, Lost is the best TV show ever in my opinion, and the final episode is going to be an immense event.