Public Art

I have to say, I love the idea of a field of fluorescent tubes that lights up as darkness falls, merely by being in the vicinity of electricity pylons. On display until 29th February, near Junction 18 of the M5, the installation has been designed by Richard Box, the artist-in-residence for the University of Bristol. Utterly superb, I love this type of public art.

Didn’t Miss Much

Well, according to the MEN’s review, the Gary Jules gig on Thursday was a) pretty wank, and b) fucking deserted. I’m surprised, following the Christmas success, but not all that surprised. Mad World’s very different to the rest of the music he does, and I suspect we won’t hear very much more from Mr Jules.

So I’m not too disheartened about not going to the gig – and besides, I’ve got some excellent ones still upcoming this year. Reel Big Fish, Zero 7, Pink, Chris Rea, Peter Gabriel, and probably several others. It’s going to be another good gig year, regardless of the way it’s started.

A Decision

So many things this week have been left up in the air, so for once I’ve made a decision. It’s partly on a “why not?” kind of theme, but also I’ve been looking at lots of pics lately, have just found two places I can get cheaper flights from, and well keff it, I need some kind of plan for a break to look forward to.

Timing is still unplanned, but I’m going to go to Toronto during the spring/summer. Sounds like a plan to me.

Self-fulfilling prophecy

I’m pleased to say that it looks like finally the terrorists prisoners from Guantanamo Bay are beginning to get released, with five UK citizens being released in the next week or so. Of course, they’re now going to face investigation by British anti-terror detectives too, but at least they’re more likely to be questioned legally, rather than interrogated and “persuaded” to tell the “truth” that the US authorities wanted.

However, it strikes me that if, as I suspect, these people are actually keff-all to do with terrorism etc., the US has done a top job of creating a bunch of people who really do have a stupendous reason to now hate the US with a passion, and who would happily see it crash and burn.

Eyes

I’m not sure if this is something that only I experience, or if it’s common. I’ve just been rubbing my eye, and it felt like it cramped – does that make any sense? Very sore, and quite unpleasant – it always eases off again pretty quickly, but it’s still definitely on the queasier side of “yick!”

CBA

Yes, I was supposed to be seeing Gary Jules tonight at the Academy 3. I did well – got most of the way there, and just decided I couldn’t be bothered. Just not in the mood.

I don’t know why the mood isn’t there – but it’s not. Instead I just want to curl up and sleep, or something. I do feel kind of crap for not going, but sometimes I just know I wouldn’t enjoy it, no matter how good it might have been. It doesn’t stop the crap feeling though. Wasted money, the idea that the ticket would have better gone to someone who actually went to the gig, that kind of thing. Ah the hell with it, it’s over and done with now, and in some ways I’m glad I didn’t go, but in others I just feel like a wanker. All part of the fun and games, obviously.