I wish...

Monday, March 26, 2007 10:09 PM by lauranen

...that I had more time to write all my thoughts down, but it's just not happening at the moment. I had a great week last week and the blogging addict that I am, I feel it's half gone to waste when I didn't get to blog about all the nice stuff.

Lukas and I met up with Annie for a lovely lunch and wander around the Hugh Lane Gallery. We had a nice time, the food was delicious and I told her about my sister who's got bipolar disorder. Afterwards I felt a bit worried that I'd just talked about myself and not let her talk at all, as usual. Just as we were leaving, outside the gallery we nearly bumped into a grey old man who was smartly dressed and talked loudly in his mobile phone. "...So I went to the bank and deposited a cheque for 5, 760, 000 ... Yes, I bought the remaining 9 houses on the street. I always said I'd be a billionaire, and now the day has come!" God bless him! In his hand he was holding a transparent blue plastic bag, with another - Lidl - plastic bag inside it.

On Saturday Lukas was resisting the call of the sandman till 10.30pm, but we eventually got him in the bed and the grandparents stayed in post while we sneaked out to the local for the charity gig I mentioned earlier. We met two guys from the band at the door, and witnessed the teenage bouncer asking to check their bags before letting them in. "But I'm with the band," one of the guys tried to reason with a hint of gobsmackedness in his voice, but the young fella pressed on: "I still need to see your bag." There was no bottles in the bag anyway.

I made a bit of an airhead of myself too, when someone pointed the karaoke bar next door and said that's actually where the gig was. Note to self: never say "Oh really!?!" in the company of half-strangers. I just lend perfectly to those little awkward moments.

The gig itself was wonderful, even though we had to leave early to check on the small protagonist of the story of our lives. I liked the Kill City Defectors even when I had only heard them in MySpace, but the music was nothing short of brilliant live. After bopping and shaking enough at the side of the dancefloor, we had to give in and join in. The smell of sweat on the dancefloor reminded me of so many bittersweet night out in town, and the smell of the industrial cleaning detergent in the toilets brought me back to the familiar feeling of going to toilet and realising how drunk you actually are. Also, the (just a quick!) taste of Buckie brought back a few blurry memories from the past :D

Even though the venue wasn't quite the Whelan's, Village, Vicar Street, Temple Bar Music Centre or any other of the tens of places I've been to gig in Dublin, it still had the same music-loving atmosphere. I remembered how going to gigs in Finland always felt poncy and pretentious, and the Dublin music scene opened a whole new world of live music for me.

Even though we were there mainly to see Kill City Defectors and Super Extra Bonus Party, the first band the Isohels was a pleasant surprise. As an added bonus, they also reminded me of something - my old housemate Ellen, who used to play guitar, saxophone and generally what ever she could get her hands on. We had some great jamming nights at the house and I often think about how she's doing nowadays.

Oh and I did indeed see Nialler9 again there, it was nice to see him too, I even got over the embarrasement of being such a drunk ass at the blog awards. It's nice that even if I'm not doing a very good job blogging these days, I still managed to meet up with not only one but two blogfriends in the space of few days!

The changing of clocks has messed everyone's sleeping rhythm in the house. We all got up at 11 this morning, and didn't have our breakfast until it was nearly 1 in the afternoon. Getting dressed after a late shower some time during Lukas' afternoon nap, I was looking for my shoe under the bed and found a Finnish book my mother gave me for Christmas. I started reading it and now I can't stop thinking about the book and reading it. The book is Kjell Westo's Where We Used to Wander, but unfortunately it hasn't been translated into English yet.

I'm looking forward to the move on Friday as I might have mentioned, but there are also a few other things in our calendar that I count days to. Like meeting Brendan and Jess, possibly going to Clare for a couple of days again, Kath and Sem coming over and having a nice dinner on April Fool's Day to celebrate Marian & Denis' anniversary. Ronan's got a few interviews lined up so we'll probably go to Dublin on Thursday again, and I'm hoping get a lift in town with him to meet Derek for lunch.

That's all news from here now, I'm sorry that my posts have turned into total updates lately, but there is simply too much happening at the moment and too little time to write it all down.