New Young Pony Club

Last night I managed to shelve the depression and go to The Carling Academy (formally The Zodiac) in Oxford, to see the New Young Pony Club. It was just because the boyfriend likes them, and I thought I would hate it, but I didn’t. It was really very good. The venue is small but also only holds a small volume of people, so we weren’t pressed against other people and our view of the band wasn’t obstructed by tall people. NYPC were supported by the Ting Tings, who were also pretty good, but both were so loud I could feel the drum beats actually vibrate through my chest.

Anyway, I had fun. Yes fun. Sometimes depressed people have fun. Sometimes it is possible to laugh and be normal. For some reason there are brief reprieves, when you can almost forget yourself. I found my mind fully occupied with the music, and also my fellow gig goers. I love people watching. It was mostly young people/students, wearing a wide variety of fashionable clothing that I admired from my little corner. I felt odd, not part of the crowd. I have quite bad hair at the moment, due to my shocking lethargy and inability to actually get myself into a hairdressers. It’s long and lank and goes erratically wavy overnight. If I try to tie it back I look like a fat man, so I tend to keep it loose.

I suppose in my rather retarded way I’m trying to say I experienced something new, and it was good, and I must have been slightly over stimulated because last night I had a series of intricate and complex dreams.

This is a list of gigs I have been to:

1. PJ Harvey – Shepherds Bush Empire
2. Evanescence – Hammersmith Apollo
3. Lily Allen – Hammersmith Apollo
4. Regina Spektor – Oxford Town Hall
5. New Young Pony Club – The Carling Academy

Forthcoming:

6. Kate Nash – The Carling Academy
7. Arcade Fire – Alexandra Palace