Big Yellow Tutu

December 26, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — helenium @ 7:59 pm

The world and his wife have posted the same thing about Christmas – they’ve eaten too much, drunk too much, not gotten along well with their families and are missing the outside world somewhat. I doubt my post will be much different but I’ve reached that point of boredom I guess everybody else did when they wrote their festive round up entry.

I came back to Chichester on Wednesday with big plans to try and relax for two weeks. I was feeling very stressed and going rather grey in London. It’s starting to work, I am chilling out a bit. Seeing all my old friends has helped enormously, as has going out to Chichester’s only club and dancing to a Will Smith megamix at three in the morning. The kind of stress relief you just can’t find in London really.

It’s been a good Christmas for hot men gracing our screens. I saw King Kong last week (good but long and too much monkey on ice) and Adrien Brody looks amazing in it. I never thought I’d find myself saying that, especially after how ropey he looked in The Pianist, but my god, he’s sexy. They’ve made him all beefy and tanned which of course helps, on the Brody stakes I think I’d even choose him over Adam. Also David Tennant – surely I’m not the only LJ woman to find something appealing about him?

I’ve spent the last few days making some new year’s resolutions, thinking them to be more practical than an end of year summation. So here goes…

1. Drink less. This being somewhat obvious but I do tend to come home from work and have a neat gin (or two). It can’t be good for me. Though my mother claims that a glass of brandy a day has the same levels of antioxidants as green tea, so maybe I’ll just switch spirits.

2. Wear heels more often. I have a cupboard full of the prettiest shoes that are never ever worn. I now own two pairs of very good jeans that need to be worn with heels and so have no excuses any more. I don’t care how much The Swish complains about me walking slowly.

3. Be better at my job . Well, maybe not better, just more involved with the company and getting myself noticed as the future CEO.

4. See more films. I miss the cinema, I barely go anymore. I used to know about films and directors and whatnot. I have a Blockbuster membership and am going to use it too.

5. Dance more often. This might prove difficult if I’m wearing heels all the time.

6. Buy earplugs. I’m starting to get really worried about my hearing. I’ve been in orchestras since I was 10 and going to gigs since I was about 14, as well as having walkmans/ipods etc since I was about 8. My ear drums have suffered and I’m really starting to notice it. I really don’t want to de deaf at any age, certainly not an early one, so this is quite high on my list of priorities.

7. Keep RSVP promises. I’m a terror for saying to people that I’d go to their gig, or party or meet them for drinks and then backing out at the last minute or even worse, just not turning up. I do it with guestlists too – asking for tix and then preferring the option of staying at home cooking, eating and falling asleep. I must either make the effort or be honest with people in the first place.

8. Walk home. As soon as its starts being light at 8 in the evening I am going to get off the tube at Liverpool St and walk the extra half mile home. The Swish always suggests walking home from L’Pool St and I complain about the cold and dark, so when it gets warm and sunny I’ll make sure I take him up on the offer.

9. Go to more gigs by new bands. A new rule that if I’ve seen them twice before then I’m not going again. Test Icicles are to blame. I want to take more risks on the choices made on gigs. This might mean actually using my Artrocker card on Tuesdays, I don’t think its left my wallet since February.

10. Walk slower. Of course, this is helped by the second resolution on this list. But I’ve realised I’m turning into one of those horrid London tube walkers, the kind who push old women out the way and swear at people on the wrong side of the escalator. I need to slow down and be in less of a hurry.

That’s about it I think. I could probably double this list but these are the essentials for now. So if you see me on the tube escalators pushing an old women out the way and if I’m not dancing, I’m wearing trainers and not earplugs, have a drink in my hand and am at Bethnal Green tube, so clearly not keeping my promise to meet you nor my intentions to walk from Liverpool St then please do come up to me and give me a big yelling at. Especially if my excuse isn’t CEO or cinema related. Thanks.
xxx

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December 21, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — helenium @ 12:06 pm

It’s been yonks since my last update. I’ve been busy but not doing anything particularly exciting I’m afraid. Well actually that’s a bit of a lie, I just went through my Outlook calendar and remembered loads of fun stuff.

Its my last day in London today, and I’ll be bored back in Chichester so shall be updating often and avoiding these lazy monthly overview updates.

I may also update again this arvo with some thoughts, theres not much to do at work today after all.
Xx

2nd December

The Strokes came into work to record a gig that’s going out on MTV2 on News Years Eve. Only 120 people in the studio, one of which was little old me. It was great, looked really stuning. Unlike Nick Valensi who is looking a bit ropey these days, not loving his new hair. The new songs sounded great, a bit more vocal lead than the other albums.

7th December

Work xmas party. At a Walkabout of all things with the added surreal ness of the Glasto Lost Vagueness team doing the entertainment. This involved hours of cabaret, strippers and some Barbershop Quartets. Needless to say I drank a lot to put up with all this nonsense.

9th December

I went ice-skating with one of my very favourite old friends. Hotfooted it over to Greenwich for their beautiful outside rink. I felt terribly festive, they’d put up trees, big lights, played xmas music and even had non pikey skates that didn’t cut your ankles into pieces. I wasn’t as shit at ice skating as I remembered, ok so I didn’t let go of Dan’s hand but I didn’t hold onto the edges much either and did manage to stay upright the whole time. Quite a triumph.

10th December

Over to Somerset to play a concert. Not that interesting really, but very pretty, I’d forgotten what fields looked like. Saw lots of completely un-interfered landscapes where you could turn 360 and not see any other roads or houses, just hills and early morning mist.

12th December

Artrocker xmas party, full of mulled wine and mince pies. I got insulted by Emmy The Great and her not so great jokes. The first thing she said to me after being introduced by Chris was – “I’ve heard loads about you, apparently you never let Chris go out”. I didn’t really get it. It threw me somewhat and left me feeling quite prudish.

14th December

Swish and mine’s xmas dinner. I made 12 kilos of nut roast, dressed up in a pretty dress, served nibbles, we drank champagne and forgot about port.

15th December

My graduation ceremony. I wore a big hat. Pictures will doubtless follow soon. Including some in the prospectus. Great.

 

December 1, 2005

Filed under: Uncategorized — helenium @ 6:14 pm

uk_usa_flagPop has gone all a bit topsy turvy in the last week. The Americans want to be British and the British want to be, well, Americans.

Last Thursday was the Son Of Dork album launch. For those of you living in caves, SoD are James from Busted’s (or JB as Swish’s dad once casually referred to him as) new band. He’s auditioned a whole load of boys and found four that don’t make him look too ugly.

The whole evening was just like we’d travelled thousands of miles across the Atlantic, not stepped inside the Mean Fiddler. It was expected though, even their logo font is that classic American college footie one. But really – did we need white picket fences framing the stage, baseball memorabilia everywhere and a popcorn machine? James’ faux American accent doesn’t help much either.

They sound amazing though, just like Busted but with one more guitar. Its like one big extension of the ‘James Bourne Break Up Album’, he’s clearly still quite embittered. They may take themselves a little too seriously, which is worrying. The guy who shares vocals with James is also a bit of a prick, looking like an over stylised, eyebrow-crazed freak with the shortest legs in pop; but that can’t be helped.

I got excited at the aftershow when I shook pinkies with the drummer and then I BRUSHED ELBOWS WITH JAMES!!! I had to squeeze past him to get to the toilets and we touched skin. It was amazing.

Tuesday night was the lovely Kelly Clarkson at Koko.

kellyclarksonAgain, for those of you in caves – Ms Clarkson was the winner of American Idol a few years back.

She was amazing, I love her. She kept talking and talking and talking. Of course, she complained about the weather, but she did harp on about how much she loved England, or “overseas” as she put it at one point.

About half way through the set she took a union jack flag some fans had given her and proceeded to wrap it round her waist – pausing to ask if doing so was wrong and if she’d be in the papers tomorrow slated as hating England. After some reassurance that there was no law against wearing the flag as a clothing item (she clearly hasn’t spent much time watching old Spice Girls footage) she continued to don a St Georges flag as a belt and then a rather stunning plastic bowler hat with again, a union jack on it. She looked stunning.

What with all this and Art Brut taking over America, we may just as well pile loads of earth into the Atlantic and join up into one big country. Maybe not.