Music Gigs

It is a well-known fact that I know nothing about Popular Culture.  Geekdom… I’m ok.  Not that geeky, but ok.  The rest… not a clue. This ignorance extends to music. Except perhaps… after barely five years of being a gig lighting designer, turns out I do have a few things that I love.  They’re a bit all over the place, thematically, with two caveats.  1.  They’re all fun to light.  2.  Odds are very high that the performers were at no time rude to their technicians, since it’s so much harder to appreciate musical merit when you’re seething with quiet …

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Or Don’t?

Walking home a few days ago, and I was a bit of a mess. Firstly: I was knackered.  Just utterly shattered.  It hurt to blink and I kept on catching myself thinking ‘where am I going again?’ even though these were streets I’ve walked down a thousand times. Secondly: I’d had some bad news.  Hopefully not world-shatteringly bad.  One of those bits of bad news that might be sorta ok but a bit grim for a while… or might be terrible.  (I hasten to add: I’m fine, and it has nothing to do with my wellbeing.) In the past, when …

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All the pink

There was a moment at primary school where I categorically rejected pink.  Pink was a stupid colour.  Pink was the girls’ colour.  Girls who liked to prance around in princess costumes work pink.  Girls who weren’t breathtakingly relieved when the local ballet school burnt down after only one unwelcome class, wore pink. Girls who giggled at nothing, and said stupid things, and bitched behind other girl’s backs, and weren’t ever gonna stand on their own two feet, wore pink. That was what my 8-year-old brain decided. Sure, there’s volumes written on how children have their gender identity defined for them …

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Into the Badlands Whoopeee!

So in the future, yeah, gunpowder has been outlawed but that’s ok, because Mad Max has learned kung fu in the Thunderdome and Furiosa stole the breeders and… … no, wait, hold on. So in the future, yeah, the crew of Firefly, we’ll they’re sorta trapped in like, this cowboy-esque version of the Divergent books where there are these clans who all have different colours and symbols which are like, indicative of who they are and… Nope, I’ve got it! So in the future, yeah, EVERYONE KNOWS KUNG FU AND IT’S TOTALLY FECKIN’ AWESOME! Welcome to Into the Badlands, one …

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Cry Girl Cry

Two things make me cry.  One is hugely annoying. The first thing that makes me cry is strictly emotional stuff.  Life, death, love.  The Lion King.  Fall of the Berlin Wall.  Man walking on the moon.  Hell – I get choked up when an underdog wins a race, not because I give two monkeys about sport but because you can see the weight of meaning, feeling and passion it means to another human.  (On which note, Mira Rei might be my new hero.) Then – annoyingly – it turns out that I cry when under heavy physical stress. This is …

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Upcoming Events and Stuff!

EVENTS!  Things that are happening! So first, as of a week ago there were signed copies of The End of the Day available from both Goldsboro Books and Forbidden Planet.  Go grab! On the evening of May 4th, I’m hanging out with Mike Carey at Waterstones Piccadilly, to knatter about his latest (awesome) book, The Boy on the Bridge, and see if I can trick him into yodelling.  Come join us. UPDATE that I forgot to put into this original post!  On May 27th and 28th I’m at MCM Comicon at London Excel, yattering with lots of cool dudes and …

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