Rugby Season Starts

So – a bit of a quiet period recently.

The Pajama Club gig was pretty cool.  Quite different from Crowded House, Split Enz, etc.  This is the only footage I can find of the actual gig – and it’s not even a complete song.  The rest of the links below are from different gigs, but generally pretty indicative.  The gig – really good.  Neil & Sharon certainly showed up their son.  Even made a couple of digs at him through the show – it sounded like Neil had heard about Liam’s comments, and he just kinda seemed a little apologetic for his son acting like a dick.  And other than – a good amount of good-natured banter.  Some much more successful humour and crowd interaction, etc.  And a much more subtle demonstration of Neil’s talent – with a short stint on the drums for one or two songs.  Pulled out a couple of old favourites – 1 from Finn and 1 from 7 Worlds Collide.  And yeah, convinced me to buy the album when it comes out.

Other than that – there’s been two weekends of getting up early to watch rugby.  The two All Blacks games in NZ – I had to get up earlier each Saturday morning than I usually do during the week.  Not cool.  I think all remaining games are at much more civilised hours – hooray.  After the first game – also checked out Bibby’s houseboat, which gave me house-envy.  I am slightly regretting not opting for a houseboat – but very difficult to get one all to my lonesome, I think.  And after that – went to the park to celebrate Malachy’s first birthday – in typical 1-year old style, Pimms and champagne in the sun.

Oh – and I nearly forgot.  Justin also dragged me along to see some punk rock last Wednesday.  The Bouncing Souls, who I’d never heard of before.  That was an experience.  “Punk-rockers” are just so bloody happy!  What’s up with that?  I had a guy in front of me turn to me confused and ask me why I wasn’t smiling.  No word of a lie.  And then a minute later, he was barging through people into the mad melee which was a punk-rock mosh pit.  People smashing into each other with huge grins on their faces, bloody noses, and just an overall feeling of pure bliss.  Nutters, all of them.  With Justin beside me, clearly struggling to contain himself from letting himself loose, and not always succeeding.  Nutters.

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