Curing jet lag
(photo from the BBC)
You know, there are certain things you can’t blog about because you just can’t get it right in words. Surely everyone has one of these topics? Right? Right? Well, mine is Sigur Rós. I mention them all the time in strange little stories and yet I can’t explain to you why they are so important. They just are, and that’s that.
Originally I was devastated that my debit card was cloned, not because of the scare of losing my bank balance as much as the fact that it wasn’t working on the day tickets went on sale for this little screening of their not-so-little film. But why pay the original price for something when you can keep stupid ticket touts in business, right? (I kid. We will not speak of how much my morals were twisted on this one. C’est la vie.)
Anyway, it did not matter that I had been awake for far too long or that my brain thought I was in a very different time zone. Because those things don’t matter when you get to listen to an acoustic installment of wonderment and watch a film about tour you actually saw, all from the second row. (Though I hadn’t realised it was going to be on TV and the internet, and if it had…I probably would have tried to look like I was in this time zone. But anyway, the boy is in stripes. I am in the alice band. Whoo-hoo for night vision!) So really, the only reason I blog about this is for your own wellbeing. Because you can watch the set online here until 4th November. And after that, you can buy the film and realise that your life will not be complete until you wander around Iceland with your ipod and a camera.
Or if you read enough scrapbooking blogs, I can put it in perspective: Cathy has Neil. I have these guys. And we call it appreciation rather than obsession, and that makes it absolutely okay.
xlovesx
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