Last night I was immersed in the London Indie scene.
One of my brother's friends work for a kind of arty/studenty film magazine called 'little white lies'. They had a Christmas party thing (with absolutely no reference to this holiday season, HEATHENS). It was at the legion in Shoreditch (notoriously trendy).
So, we turned up, and it was a pretty cool. Just a bar with a little dancefloor at the end. They were projecting graphics from the magazine onto a screen, and the dj played some amazing hiphop for the first hour and a bit, but then it went all 80s and a bit lame.
Anyway. Both Nick and I were standing in blazers. Chatting. Drinking beer. Surrounding us in all directions was a sea of plaid shirts (done up to the top, Jack Penate style), high tops, 80s patterned leggings, addidas, .. all drinking cocktails. We didn't know anyone, apart from nick's mate who we chatted to for a while. Felt so uncool.
Anyway apart from not knowing anyone, expensive drinks, and the 'free gifts' being copies of the magazine, it was a good night. Nick and I spent most of the night talking like pretentious indie twats..cause..if you're in the main stream you're not in the culture prism, ..my band..sur culture tambourine man..we do robot political sound demonstrations..in many ways it's the newest frontier..
All in all a good night though. only got 4 hours sleep last night oddly, then went into school for revision.
Anyway, apart form that I've not been up to much except missing my girlfriend a lot. Saw her in London on Wednesday for a few hours, we walked around the south bank, got soaked jumping over puddles, had dinner and coffee, and ended up walking over the bridge by the london eye. London can be a pretty place.
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