Well, I'm feeling really tired out. Since the weekend I've had so many chores about the house - well mainly making sure all the carpets in the house are de-flea-ed (it's a cat thing) using this special spray I got from the vets - and it's taken it out of me. To do each room, of course, means emptying it. It took me all of last night just to do my bedroom, and because I had to air the room after vacuuming, I had to sleep downstairs on the hard floor. The cat thought it was great fun and climbed under the duvet with me.
Work has been really hectic too. I spent a whole day (well, yesterday afternoon and this morning) doing one job that should have been simple and do-able in half and hour if only other people had been following procedure. Grrrrrr...
Not much else to say. I'm going to go collapse in a heap now, thank you very much.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 7:55 pm
Monday, September 29, 2003
The Cramps - more...
Sounds like Ghost and I got lucky turning up early and getting right down the front by the stage. Here is a report on the same gig by our friend and fellow Damned-ite Nigel Horror Taxi:
Stupidly we didn't look closely at our tickets to see 6.30pm til 10pm printed on the bottom! Anyway when we arrived at the Astoria there was a queue of about 100 or more people ticketholders filing slowly inside! This was at 8.25pm!
When we finally got in THE CRAMPS were onstage into the 3rd song of the set how early! The gig was clearly oversold there wasn't an inch of space anywhere ! we spent ages trying to find a spot to see but it was impossible! At the back bar there was people fainting girls being trampled on lots of fighting and pushing! We decided to try upstairs; the situation was the same, people spilling out into the upstairs bar. We fought our way up inside and at each side there was a roped off section being heavily manned by bouncers! Thease areas were for VIP & guest list on the right side there was 4 people in this area and about 12 empty tables and loads of standing room! I offered the bouncer £20 to let us in this area. The animal's reaction was to violently push me down 2 flights of stairs!!!!!
By this time we were pissed off to say the least! We returned to the upstairs bar where there was about 50 fans fed up and having the same trouble as us. In the end we decided it was a waste of time and us and a few others returned to the box office to demand a refund. Of course this was a waste of time they didn't want to know!
I think they should have played 3 nights at Brixton Acadamy - a bigger venue. Not the band's fault of course. I hope they come back soon after the success of this tour. There's obviously still a great deal of interest in the band.
Such a pity that others didn't get to enjoy the gig as much as we did. Actually, it was a very early one. The doors opened shortly after 6:30, I can't remember when Queen Adreena took the stage, but The Cramps came on at about 8:45 and played until 10:00. It took us about twenty minutes to get out of the venue though, seeing as there were so many people trying to get out of so few exits. But it was good in that we didn't have to worry about missing the last train home. I actually got home at exactly midnight - that's the earliest I've come in from after a gig in a long time!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:02 am
Sunday, September 28, 2003
The Cramps, Astoria, London, 27 September 2003
Ghost and I were lucky and managed to get a spot as near to the front as dammit. I was quite disturbed to see a white wicker-frame chair on the stage, as I recognised this as the prop of the singer of Queen Adreena, which meant they would be the support band. I have already commented elsewhere on this blog about how terrible a band they are. They were a little better this time - I think they have a new bassist and he was much better at driving the band along. However, I could do without the stupid-little-girlie-on-heroin antics of the singer - she was truly annoying. Also, the choreographed fighting with the bass player? What was that all about? Promoting violence against women? Very strange.
As to The Cramps, well they certainly put on a good show. Lux Interior is truly scary. He came right towards us at one point, and I thought "Oh shit What if he grabs me?" I think I involuntarily flinched.
Poison Ivy on her Gretsch guitar looked well mean. I hadn't realised how petite she was. Quite interesting to watch her guitar playing - basically she was playing quite simple stuff - often one note lines with just a single finger - but it was extremely effective. Ghost reckoned she smiled at him. He must have been lucky as that was most likely the only time she smiled all night.
The new bass player is a good addition to the band, and did justice to the earlier songs (which previous bass players have fouled up) where there was no bass part as such, just a second fuzz guitar. He recreated some of those fuzz guitar solos (such as on "Garbageman") very effectively using a bottleneck on his Hofner bass (that bass has been with The Cramps for years... reckon it comes with the job).
New drummer guy was cool too and fits the band right down to the ground (although I hear he's just a temporary replacement for Harry Drumdini on this tour).
Loads of great songs, I can't recall them all, but included were "You've Got Good Taste", "Psychotic Reaction", "Lets Get Fucked Up", "Dames, Booze, Chains and Boots", "It Thing Hard On", "Domino", "Human Fly", "Garbageman", "A New Kind Of Kick", and - of course - an extremely fucked up version of "Surfin' Bird" which ended with Lux smashing a bottle of wine and cutting his pvc jeans to shreds with the broken bottle. And cutting his leg too by the looks of things. Sheer madness.
Not too sure about Lux constantly playing with himself on stage and pulling it out during "Human Fly". Hmmm...
One the way out I heard one Ted saying to a couple of girls that "they are basically just a 50s covers band". Obviously he's not quite right there, as most of their songs are their own (with a few choice covers thrown in - "Domino", Surfin' Bird", "Psychotic Reaction"), but I kinda know what the guy meant. Basically, The Cramps are one damn fine rock'n'roll band.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 3:14 pm
Friday, September 26, 2003
Well, as predicted, it was near impossible to get the cat into that box. He just did not want to go in. The visit to the vet was quite traumatic; the poor little thing was so scared and kept meowing the whole time we were in the taxi. However, at the actual vet's surgery he was very quiet and settled down nicely.
Anyway, it turns out that he has not got a hormone deficiency, but has very sensitive skin and after the summer's flea attacks he's been left with all kinds of nasty scabs that have been itching him. He had a couple of shots, and has got to go onto antibiotics for a while. Also, I've got to make sure the house is totally de-infested - I've got this special spray - but it's going to be a pain trying to do that this weekend seeing as Karen works nights and sleeps through the whole of each morning.
Today I bought the cat a new flea collar, as apparently they don't last that long. He looked most alarmed when I took it out of the bag, but I realised it was the bell that was worying him, so I simply removed the bell and then I had no trouble putting the collar on him. This time it's a gold coloured collar, which perhaps doesn't suit him as nicely as the purple one did, but it was all the pet shop had.
In other news, I'm off to see The Cramps tomorrow. Once upon a time I would have done all the pvc and make-up, etc, but these days I don't have the energy.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:26 pm
Thursday, September 25, 2003
"I'm not going in that box"
Eeeeeks! Thursday already and I've not posted yet this week (until now).
I'm feeling a bit apprehensive today, as tonight I have to take the li'l kitty to the vet. He hates it so much and gets upset about having to be put in a box, and then have to go in a taxi, etc, that I actually get quite upset and stressed for him.
Still, he's not been well recently, so hopefully we'll get him some pills or an injection or something and he'll be back to his old self.
I bought the cat carrying box after work on Monday at Argos. Gawd, their new computerised queuing system is shite! It took AGES. It was much simpler when you just strode up to the counter at the back, presented your ticket and they went and looked for your item for you.
Anyway, the cat box came in two halves, but it was still really awkward to carry home. It would have been much easier if it had already been assembled and then I could have used the handle in the top.
I got home and assembled the box. It was very easy to clip together. I fitted the door, put an old jumper inside that the cat likes and left it on the living room floor.
"What's this?" thought the cat, and went and had a good sniff at it. On previous occasions when I've borrowed cat boxes to take him to the vets in, he has been inquisitive and has almost immediately gone inside without any encouragement and made himself comfortable. And if ever there is a cardboard box lying about the place - perhaps from a parcel that has arrived in the post or from something I've bought like a DVD player or guitar amp or whatever, you can guarantee that the cat will get into the box. Even when you're trying to pack your bags for going away on holiday, the cat has to get involved and climb in himself.
But on this occasion he was NOT going in that box. Perhaps he has a memory of previous occasions when confronted by a cat box. "No, you've caught me out with this one before. Last time I went in a box like this, you locked the door on me and took me off in a car to a strange place where this strange man prodded me. I'm not stupid, I think I'll stay outside of that box, if it's all the same to you, thank you."
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:16 am
Sunday, September 21, 2003
Not much to report this weekend, boys and girls. Sherri came over but we didn't do much really, mainly chatted, I suppose. Shel brought me a printer (I swapped her three pairs of heels for it) and we also connected up a scanner. Oh, and a replacement monitor because the old one was on the blink and was either going to go PING and die by itself or else it'd keep on flickering so much that I'd get really pissed off and throw it out the window.
I did have a few things I wanted to talk about on here, but as is so typical for me these days, I've completely forgotten.
Had a talk to my mum on the phone, and she reckons that my cat might be suffering from hormone deficiency as apparently he has all the symptons - a "baggy" tummy (although he is not actually overweight), baldness around his tail and back legs, and lots of scabs on his skin (poor thing). One of the jobs this week will be to get him a cat-carrying box and take him to the vet.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:03 pm
Nice to see my old friend Lynette on telly last night. (Terrestrial telly, that is. We're not talking about some tin-pot cable channel). Obviously I can't give you any more details, because she was in her other self's role at the time, if you know what I mean.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:45 am
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Well, I did get the connection to my ISP working last night after a while, but I didn't get around to posting anything because I wasn't feeling too well. Spoke to my Mum and Dad on the phone for a while, and then watched a couple of episodes of the new series of The Osbournes on MTV. (And why did no-one tell me that the new series had started?) Ozzy arguing with his new car was very funny.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 12:11 pm
Wednesday, September 17, 2003
Please forgive me if I don't manage a longer post this evening, but I've been experiencing ISP connection problems at home so it's possible that I might not be able to get through.
I don't post much during the day as I don't like posting from work.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 1:35 pm
Tuesday, September 16, 2003
Another aide memoir, as I have to keep track of these somewhere:
Saturday, 27 September - The Cramps, Astoria
Saturday, 18 October - Super Furry Animals, Carling Academy Brixton, 7.00 PM (still waiting for ticket)
Tuesday, 28 October - Goldfrapp, Carling Apollo Hammersmith
Friday, 31 October - Julian Cope: "Rome Wasn't Burned In A Day", Lyric Theatre, Hammersmith, 7:15 PM (waiting for ticket)
Wednesday 26 November - Blondie, Shepherd's Bush Empire (still waiting for ticket)
???? December - The Damned, Somewhere (still waiting for details, but I'll be there!)
I dunno what it is, but I've been experiencing this impending sense of doom; a sort of feeling of dread. It's quite disconcerting.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:59 pm
Sunday, September 14, 2003
Ghost came around half two-ish on Saturday afternoon and we then went and caught the train into London, and then the tube from Paddington to Shepherd's Bush. We then installed ourselves in O'Neills and had a beverage or two and a bite to eat.
We somehow ended up in part of the pub that was partitioned off after we had been at our table for a while, and supposedly reserved for "Patrons of The Bush Theatre". Whatever that is. There was a door, mysteriously signed with the name "The Bush Theatre". As far as we could work out only the Shepherd's Bush Empire should have been there, although possibly it was for some venue upstairs above the pub.
We were also wandering who the blond guy being interviewed by a journalist at the next table was. Ghost was trying to listen in, but lacking bionic hearing he was unsuccessful in finding out anything. Then we spied Pippi and Tef from the Damned message board, so we left the area reserved for the Elite of Shepherd's Bush, and joined them. We were gradually joined by other Damned-ites including Steve F and Nitegrrl.
At half seven we went around to the Empire itself, where we met Psycho Cat (a.k.a. Sue) and her sister New Rosie (not sure of her real name). Even though we were all Damned-ites, we were actually gathered to see a non-Damned gig, the main act being Penetration. We had another reason to be there too - namely the first band on, the lovely Teasing LuLu girls.
The girls came on and played their hearts out. Unfortunately the sound - especially the vocals - was shite. I've seen them before and on previous occasions have been able to hear every word, so it was no fault of the girls themselves. The soundman must have been crap. Afterwards, Louisa commented that at soundcheck, Penetration themselves had been extremely pissed off with the sound.
The audience for the Teasing LuLu set wasn't enormous - most people would still have been in the pub (the bar prices in the venue were astromical - £3.05 for a pint of Guinness for example). However, those that were there for their set seemed to enjoy it. I even saw some old skinhead-type punks down at the front who seemed to appreciate the band.
After the LuLus set, the girls came out and said hello. Captain was also there with enthusiastic son Syd in tow. Captain mentioned the bass guitar I had sent him photos of. On the Damned website, he was offering a 12-string electric to the highest bidder or possibly a swap for a bass. I sent him pics of my bass, but I don't think he was impressed. (It's a nice instrument, honest Guv! "Did you paint it yourself?" he asked).
Next band on were Los Paraliticos. Or someone. They were HORRIBLE. Nasty tuneless shouty punk rock. They had a very fat guitarist who was obviously very pleased with his impression of a fountain. He kept spitting a cloud of something (beer?) up into the air. Actually, that was most likely the full extent of the band's talents. They were truly crap. Oh well. At least Syd seemed to enjoy their set.
Then Chelsea came on. They were horrible too. They were worse than I remembered them being, and for some reason insisted on playing a couple of Clash songs (badly). Steve commented that they'd always wanted to be The Clash, and obviously hadn't grown out of it.
Nitegrrl was very generously handing out pints of beer to all and sundry. I later found out that she had found an unattened pump at the closed bar at the rear of the venue and was making full use of the facilities that it offered (i.e. dispensing beer!).
Penetration came on, and were a breath of fresh air after the previous two HORRIBLE bands. I realised that the singer Pauline Murray had been out in the audience near us bunch previously, and we hadn't twigged. Unfortunately, I know nothing about Penetration so can't really review the gig. They were entertaining enough, but (a) I didn't know any of the songs, and (b) the sound (vocals) was still shite through no fault of the band. I think with a decent sound and possibly in a more intimate venue, their set would have been very enjoyable.
Ghost and I had to leave when they returned for an encore, as we had trains to catch. Managed to get home not too late on a crowded train full of people with Union Jacks who had obviously been to The Proms. Chatted for a while to the woman sitting opposite us who had been to a Queen Fanclub Birthday Celebration for Freddie Mercury. Somehow the conversation mutated from talking about gigs and bands, and took on a more surreal tone as we discussed cats and furballs.
Oh, and how could I forget? Louisa fetched me an item of their merchandise as a freebie - a Teasing LuLu t-shirt featuring the logo that I designed. Cool!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:55 pm
Saturday, September 13, 2003
Hurrah! I received the new David Bowie album in the post this morning - two days early (it's released on Monday). Listening to it now - sound great so far - a lot more guitary than recent albums of his. (Mind he does have three guitarists in his band). Great to see him on the Jonathan Ross show last night too, although I would have preferred a second song from the new album rather than a dodgy new arrangement of "Modern Love".
posted by Gina Snowdoll 10:42 am
Actually, I was too busy to post yesterday. Sorry about that.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:05 am
Thursday, September 11, 2003
Comments are back, so...
I'm not saying a word until you guys start talking to me again.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:17 am
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
...very quietly now, so as not to scare them off again. Are those comments I see once again roosting on this blog?
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:31 am
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
Further proof that with over-exposure to the internet you run the risk of turning into a very very sad and pathetic individual:
Ebay Nudes Reflect New Web Craze When you use the Internet regularly it doesn’t take long before you run across your first ‘craze’. Internet users love fads and will often go to great lengths to make themselves noticed within the web community. The latest craze for web-aholics is to appear naked on Ebay, however due to the fact that sales of anything considered remotely erotic are banned by Ebay potential nudists are being forced to hide themselves within the reflection of the goods that they are selling. So far naked sellers have been seen on knives, guitars, pictures and an array of other reflective surfaces.
Dear oh dear oh dear... I have to ask: Why? Are people that keen to expose themselves in "public"? Does it give them some kind of thrill? And do they seriously think someone is going to search through hundreds of thousands of items on eBay in an attempt to find a picture of such a mentally-atrophied person?
Oh my God (or "Oh my Dog" as my friend TinTin would insist on correcting me), I've let a couple of days slip by without writing anything again.
I suppose I feel I haven't anything to write about at the moment. I feel that I am just existing right now, and don't have anything insightful, amusing and/or witty to offer.
I had considered writing about David Blaine in his perspex box down by the Thames at Tower Bridge, but rather then go to all that effort I'll simply summarise in one word: Prat.
I do get ideas for things I can write about on the blog. The other day I composed in my head this brilliant piece about Religion. Can't remember much of it now, though.
I suppose that this year the blog has changed from being a blog about a Transgendered person to being a blog about a sick person (sick as in ill, that is, not sick as in twisted). I'm still battling with trying to get myself better, but this is an existence where tiredness reigns and apathy is a close companion.
Furthermore, all the good work I did last year on the Mega Diet has gone to waste; being ill and having no energy meant no exercise and so I have regained all the weight I had lost.
So, I am trying to diet again - no miracle schemes like SlimFast or HerbaLife or whatever - just sensible eating. This is probably not going to be enough. I think the key is going to have to be the dreaded E word. That is, exercise. It's always at the back of my mind that I need to go and join the gym. I don't know what's holding me back. Feeling awkward most likely; the expectation that I'll walk in there and these fit young things will take one look at me and piss themselves laughing. "What - YOU? You want to join this gym?" I know it needs doing but I'm hesitant about taking that first step.
So anyway, that's the way my mind has been working recently. Sorry about that.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:56 pm
Saturday, September 06, 2003
I've not got much to say really. Karen is back from Greece, so the house is not always so quiet now.
Today I went to the Record Fair at the Town Hall in Oxford and came away with loads of goodies, and spent a while today trying to fit them into the correct alphabetical order on my CD shelves, which meant a general re-shuffle in all the pigeon-holes as one inserted CD has a knock-on effect and means that you have to move along all those following it.
I was going to try to buy CDs recorded by acts beginning with the last few letters of the alphabet, so as to lessen the chore of moving all the CDs along, but I only got as far as buying the latest album by Venus Ray the other week and then I forgot all about my cunning ploy.
The idea was to get into The Who, and Yo La Tengo, and Yello, and more Wreckless Eric. I can't think of any good acts starting in Z. (Not really a Frank Zappa fan, before you suggest him).
Today I ended up buying CDs from artists widely dispersed throughout the alphabet - The Cramps, Depeche Mode, Gong, Goldfrapp, Super Furry Animals, Placebo, Joey Ramone. I also bought a really good quality David Bowie bootleg on DVD. Splendid stuff!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 9:39 pm
Thursday, September 04, 2003
Well, we did have comments very briefly last night. What is up with YACCS at the moment? I don't want to have to change my commenting system yet again. I hope they get it working soon.
I went into work late today as I had a Doctor's appointment mid-morning, which was basically a post-Seroxat follow-up. He asked how I was and how I'd been coping, any panic attacks, etc. I said that I'd had moments of anxiety but nothing I'd call a "panic attack". He advised that I still steer clear of tea and coffee, and I told him that I haven't had any caffeine since February anyway. I mentioned that I'd had the odd alcoholic drink or two since coming off the pills, but luckily for me he didn't seem to think this was a problem.
Actually I find now that I am simply unable to drink very much any more. I've gone right off wine for starters, which is unlike me, and if I ever crave anything alcohol-wise it is usually a beer. I've found some nice bottled beers that I like such as the ones from Badger's Breweries, but I find that I can only manage the one bottle.
Also today I received lots of parcels in the post. First of all there was a Danelectro headphone amp for the guitar - which I have been trying out tonight and it is well impressive for such a tiny little thing - and then there were a bunch of DVDs of movies in the Ray Harryhausen signature series. I love all that stop-motion stuff - it totally blows away those ghastly CGI special effects you see in modern movies.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:45 pm
Tuesday, September 02, 2003
Fussy little man
I just watched "At home with the Eubanks" on Channel 5 featuring ex-boxer Chris Eubank and his family. What a fussy, conceited little man he is! I think the only reason his wife manages to stand him is that she just can't take him seriously.
So, is the the UK's answer to "The Osbournes"? I don't think that somehow the Eubanks are going to be anywhere near as interesting. But apparently this is a series of 10 episodes. Eeek!
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:31 pm
Yeah, I know about the situation with the comments not working. YACCS has been down for a few days, and the holiday in the US today has delayed things being fixed.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:26 pm
Letting it slip again...
Eeeeks! Looks like I've been letting the weblog entries slip for a few days. Well, the thing was that I was busy Saturday, tired out Sunday, and feeling apathetic Monday. Is that a good enough excuse?
Saturday was busy because Gillian and I did a long walky-type thing. Well, long-ish anyway. We walked from Oxford alongside the river Thames to Radley, via Ifley Village and Kennington. In all we walked half of the Hanson Way. Plus we stopped off at a couple of pubs, but let me point out to you all that I was on the juice; it wasn't an excuse for a pub-crawl.
Anyway, the weather stayed lovely for us, so it looks like we chose a good day for it. By the time we had reached Radley we were both quite fatigued and my poor feet were well and truly aching. (I couldn't find my trainers and so had to wear a pair of heavy boots... Ouch!)
At Radley we took the train to Didcot, went back to my house for a beer, and then we went to a Chinese restaurant in Didcot for dinner.
I walked back to the station with Gillian, trying to point out Mars in the sky to her, and falling off the pavement and most likely looking for all the world as if I was drunk the way I was falling all over the place. I wasn't, honest guv'nor, I was just trying to look at the stars. No sooner had Gillian got on the train and I was walking back home than I saw the real Mars straight ahead of me. How had I missed that earlier? It was enormous.
Sunday I didn't do very much - I felt so very tired after all the miles and miles of walking on Saturday. I watched a DVD of "First Men In The Moon" - a fab 1960s Sci Fi pic with stop-motion special effects courtesy of the genius that is Ray Harryhausen. I've got a whole bunch of his other films on DVD on order at play.com, so they should keep me happy for the next few weekends.
posted by Gina Snowdoll 8:21 pm