A DARK BLACK PAST IS MY MOST VALUED POSSESSION


(photo above by my buddy Guy Eppel)

So far so good. Have managed to get through two of the five Art Brut nights without falling over and without being late to work. I think we've collectively matured to the point where I can announce an early exit (early being say... 2 am), and the guys are quick to follow (not literally). Maybe we relish being able to greet each other each night without the cloud of hangover that used to permeate our friendships. Maybe it's just that vice is expensive (fucking hell, who knew drinks were so expensive at Mercury Lounge! Or anywhere else for that matter! Plus Jasper informed me that the cigarettes he bought last night set him back 11 bones! And I thought my xanax fund was exorbitant... jeez...). Whatever the case, I think we've set a good pace and I'm actually not dreading the rest of this week the way I thought I would.

Team Rubin, aka Aaron and Ilan, arrive in NYC tomorrow which kicks off the NIN weekend of joy. Cannot fuckin' wait. Apart from the fact that it's been nearly a year since Ilan and I have shared a backstage debate (or ten), extra bonus hilarity points for my plus one on Sunday - an old buddy from high school. Nothing says "reunion success" like trying to integrate one's childhood with a life side-o-stage.

L'Amour La Morgue is getting better all the time. Ian's version of "Death" by White Lies is getting an official release at the end of the month which I'm not even remotely surprised by considering I wept with joy upon first hearing it. As much as I want to kick his ass a lot, I am so fuckin proud of him.

And finally (for now), I don't know if Kim and Davo read this anymore, but if they can take a break from celebrating their feckin amazing news of joy, I beseech them to rally their London friends (and anyone else that may happen upon this blog whilst in London) to attend this gig:


Chief is beautiful. Both musically and facially. And while I'll probably be flogged for mentioning this, every time I've gone to see them in New York an Olsen twin has been in attendance. So you never know who may turn up in Kilburn. Could be... like... I dunno, Posh Spice?