Today turned out to be preicsely as uneventful as I had expected it to be. Work was completely dead again, not a surprise given that Sundays are not really a big day of late, and the awesome weather means no one wants to be trudging around shops. On a brief tangent, I say "awesome weather" but incidentally I hate it like this: I like the sun and warmth but in Scotland you only have that for one day maximum before it becomes all sticky and humid. It makes me constantly feel like my face is going to explode. My brief stint in Sweden with school was the sort of hot I like; really really warm but breezy and light.
Moving on however. I purchased a new lens for my camera which will allow me to take photos from less than five feet away; my current lens is 40-150mm so is effectively stuck on partial zoom. The new one is 14-42mm; much better for portraits and such. Also it has a larger aperture so it should be better for gig photos that I'll be doing in the very near future.
This evening I nearly collapsed laughing at Ross Noble wrestling Jonathan Ross on Firday Night with...; he's hilarious. On the same show I was disgusted to hear a chap by the name of Tinie Tempah (sic) mutilating the rap section of Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz. It's pretty shocking when it gets to the point that talent is so hard to find that even rappers are unable to keep basic time. Also he apparently kept stopping to consider the next line of his verse; another downside to a rap performance. The lyrics were vacuous self-appreciation, charting his and Gorillaz greatness in a completely ineloquent, drivelling manner, whereas the original rap in the album version is interesting, makes sense and had a degree of thought put into the words. FAIL.
I have also rediscovered Keane's awesomeness, getting hold of sheet music for Bedshaped which I shall hopefully learn in the next week or so.
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