This was the week that was

So Stereophonics were fucking fab last night at the HITEC Starr Hall thing. How could they not be? They did all the hits and gave us a bloody ace show. Kelly Jones is still a god and his voice will be echoing round my head for the next week.

The only thing that spoiled the night was the fact that there were no signs or help to actually reach the venue. When we went to see Muse at the airport, it were posters, signs in two languages, helpful stewards pointing and ushering, the whole nine yards. This time we got out of Kowloon Bay MTR to find we needed to find the Hang Seng tower, which unsurprisingly was not where the map said it should have been. Finding the shuttle bus to the Emax or whatever the hell it’s called now was a trek Shackleton would have been eager to tackle. We just wanted the concert, man. I were missing warm-up act Soler, and I were not happy about that.

Looking forward to a nice relaxing weekend, after last week was all about getting through the trauma of a Chinese wedding banquet. Not that the actual event was a hardship: it were quite pleasant and the food was of course fantastic, as you’d expect from a swanky hotel. No, the only trauma I suffered was having to wear a posh frock and girl-shoes the entire evening (which I had to buy especially, as every other pair of shoes I have is actually Converse in a variety of colours and styles). Did not like. Very uncomfortable, and I felt like the sorest thumb at a manicured hand convention. I kept expecting Mr Barnum to pop out from behind a plant and ask if I wanted to run away and join his circus. Trouble is, I might just have taken him up on his offer if there'd been non-wine spirits at the dinner...

Finished another ‘Supernatural’ fan-fic, but after the last one I were feeling it really really wanted to be similarly off the wall. And it was, but for some reason I feel it's lacking all over. Needs serious amounts of over-hauling, so it's going to be a while before this one gets unleashed on an unsuspecting site. It's currently languishing in development hell while I take a break from it to take time to smell the roses - in the form of season two of ‘Dark Ackles Angel’. Hey, while we wait with baited breath for 18th September for ‘Supernatural’ to start again, I have to get my fix of Jensen Ackles somehow. And the show’s pretty damn funny. It’s like Joss Whedon trying to be the straight man. If Jessica Alba could only act, I’d be a rabid fan…

So that’s pretty much it - got my tickets for ‘The Dark Knight’ (finally!) tomorrow night, and then there’s ‘The X-Files: I Want To Believe’ next Thursday. Would have watched it when it opened last night, but Kelly Jones took priority, even over an older (and so much better for it - I loved ‘Californication’) David Duchovney. We even have tickets for The Kooks next month! Yes, they’re playing Hong Kong for one night only, and we’ll be there.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to nick off to HMV and ascertain if the fab songs Soler were rocking out last night are from a new album I don’t have. Yet. I recognised some fab favourites from the tail-end of their thirty minute set, but a few escaped me. We’ll soon fix that!

Peach and lube, people.

Tags:
Soler ~ Supernatural ~ Stereophonics ~ Dark Angel ~ Ackles