Rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated...
Okay, I’ll come clean. I honestly forgot this blog existed. It wasn’t until I saw one Jenny Malone advertising her blog on Facebook that I remembered “Holy shit! I have a blog too!”
A lot of my friends have either began or returned to university this week. Of course, this means gigs won’t be as fun, bands I like won’t be playing, but the fortunate thing here is that its usually this time of year where I meet new people and forge new friendships. Some of my old friends have finished their two years at Uni and have returned. It was good seeing them last month and it’ll be good seeing them again this month. I’m looking forward to the faces, both new and old, of people I have tons in common with.
My brother, Chay will be marrying his long time partner, Dan, next week. I am my brothers best man at this particular wedding. I am both excited and nervous. I’m happy for my brother and his partner, who have hit rough patch after rough patch but have always worked through them as a couple. This civil partnership ceremony (gay wedding is a lot more easier, and descriptive) is the icing on the cake and if one couple deserves to get married, its these two. As a first time Best Man, I’m nervous as hell. I have my speech ready, I’ve timed it, double timed it, allowed pauses for applause or a collective “Awwww” or two as well. I know my role in the ceremony, I’m to read messages, thank guests/photographers/whoever is helping, say some nice words about the happy couple and hold a toast. I’m prepared, my body is ready, and the only thing that I’m really nervous over is the fact that I’ve never done this before. I’ll be fine on the day, I promise not to cry, but I do love a good wedding.
I have a pipe dream idea of getting together with a bunch of local musicians and putting all our collective ideas into one album, with a revolving door of artists for each track. I have no idea how I’m gonna do this, but its something I really want to do.
That’s all. See you next time I remember this place exists. Feel free to Tweet, Like, Comment and Subscribe. I guarantee you won’t regret it.
