The Most Beautiful Boat-Empty.
It would seem someone from Twitter.com, a site I see no use in unless you have a life/ideas you want to share 24/7 (something I don’t, yet I signed up to see what the buzz was about), has posted a link to my other blog. Whoop-de-doo. “The most beautiful boat-empty” was the Google translation of something like “some lovely bootlegs” or something.
Additionally; I know you really shouldn’t blog about two things at once, but I really wish that I took another nom-de-plume with which to publish my personal blog under, as there are things I’d lie to say right now, yet am unable due to the fact some people I’d rather not read certain things could easily be brought against me in a court of law. Or something.
Went to my hometown (Abergavenny, if you must know) ‘folk evening’ tonight, and as can be expected from a market-town, performers were rather hit-and-miss. The earlier artists were quite good, then came a very good singer, it would seem a rock singer in some band from a terrible little town near my hometown, who was very good at least vocally, he certainly did seem to get the biggest round of applause of the evening.
Yet; A guy I know well played also (prior to said very good singer) who was less than impressive vocally and guitar-wise, yet bigged me up to some other punters as very good (even though I know well that both my vocal and guitar abilties are somewhat lacking), really embarrased me by just being in my general vacinity. I know that with a bit of practice, I can be okay in both disciplines, but at the end of the day I am really not in the league of many, many people (although I have my own merits), who perform in such small, local venues, so I really do not need some fuckwit saying how fantastic I am to people who have just listened to actually rather good performers (and believe me I am very honest and brutal when grading musicians) when I am there as simply yet another punter.
I’ve done okay I think, not mentioned what I didn’t want to, yet said enough to pass off this as a post worht reading. Whoop-de-doo! Oh wait, I nearly forgot the mention of ‘form 696′ a government legislation where all live perfomers must be…blah! It’s a racist issue (at least myself and others think so) where venues where people of race perform are subject to close scrutiny by the police and other officials, as to whether any people who’ve ever broken any laws might be coming to the event; something you’d imagine near impossible, as you never know who’ll knock a door until they do. The reason I mention race, or at least the first reason for doing so, is due to the ‘sample/example’ musical styles given on the form as erm, examples. When someone asks if there’ll be rap/grime/r&b music at an event at a local pub frequented by older white people, then I kinda take notice as to what the agenda might be.
Please do look up ‘form 696′ if you’re a UK resident and interested in any kind of live performance, as it may well be something you’d want to oppose, something where the internet also has loads of options. Take a look at the FB and MS social sites if it’s something you’d like protest against without having to be arrested for being within one mile of Parliament.
(this post may weel contain technical errors. I am rather drunk, as ‘weel’ shows)
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