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Corrosive Shame
Therapy for Life
Phew, back+1 and I think I can make enough sense to get things down on paper.

Whitby is a place that will probably always mean ~something~ to me; even if I actually ever remove this staple from my forehead, but rather than be somewhere I didn't want to be it was very much somewhere I did and for wholly positive reasons.

Enough of the cryptic crap - on with the post.

I've discovered that being borderline obsessive-compulsive over cameras has rather impacted on how I enjoy my nights out - instead of even being tempted by booze I instead huddle and elbow to the front of the stage and point things up passing noses. This is mostly a lot of fun however, and I could add as a postscript that despite getting a "Thanks but no thanks" from a picture agency today I might have actually sold some prints. Anyway back to North Yorkshire.

There are a lot of people who will write a lot more eloquently about the bands than me - but just to say there was nothing truly bad or truly brilliant- though I did enjoy ASF and Claytown Troupe most; and avoided TorsoHorse.

Anyhow, what was especially nice was, as I kept losing people I went knowing, I ended up getting to know some people I knew vaguely a lot better; and some new people entirely. I think I count three LJ-adds as a result which seems like a fair number.

I think I only had one explosive rant too - very well restrained, though it came close with the buffalo hunters and I did get a little irritated with both large off-camera flash units and general flash abuse - which was at the 80s Night. Now, I know that it's a bit cold and everything, but am I the only person in the scene who doesn't mind queueing rather than being a selfish cnut and "joining where a place has been saved" at the front. Moral compasses? Not here mate - we chucked them all in the sea.

I almost managed a famous-Whitby-party but found "Tea and Cheese" much more suited to my temperament (most un-Bumular); and watched a lot of Rolf-Harris-Animal-Rescue-Pet-Emergency-Hospital in the early hours. Went to the Abbey, went inside the Abbey, then left five minutes later to take more photographs of photographers photographing goths.

Did a tiny bit of exercise, but damnit the Great Goth Fun Run will be back in spring. Probably. If quondam does come then she can do a not-fun run of her own while the rest of us go at a slower pace.

Now, what am I going to do with these 359 photos that have made the first cut??

Current Mood: contemplative contemplative

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From: feanelwa Date: November 2nd, 2004 10:06 am (UTC) (Link)
No, I was irritated about it too. However, the irritating shouty woman in front of me managed to push in ten yards further on, leaving us with a half hour where we could hear ourselves think and as a result had a very pleasant conversation with the people behind us in the queue. I didn't see irritating woman actually in Laughtons', so I assume she shouted her lungs out about her lovely rubber chicken and had to be taken away early in the night to have them put back in again. We also drank all the queue-booze that the rude pushy people passed down the queue behind them as they were let in. Free booze!
captainweasel From: captainweasel Date: November 2nd, 2004 11:53 am (UTC) (Link)
the queue thing was a bit silly... we got there at 6.30 and joined the end of the queue, down by the HSBC cashpoint - after all was said and done, we got in through the doors just after 8...
echo_echo From: echo_echo Date: November 2nd, 2004 12:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
I fully agree on queues. Unless there is a damned good reason or if you are leaving the queue for a relatively short period, ie: realising no cash and trip to cashpoint while rest of friends wait, then you have no right or reason to jump in.

There is no such thing as "saving a place". If you want to be with your friends your friends should move back to you, not you move forward to them. Otherwise you are stealing somebody elses place in line who has been waiting far longer than you, and when tickets are very limited that just marks you down as a cnut. *rant over*

Did any of the photos of me turn out ok? I generally photograph pretty badly. :/

I would have loved to have chatted longer but you had disappeared when I finished and I couldn't find you for the rest of the weekend. Pint before PWEI?
kneeshooter From: kneeshooter Date: November 2nd, 2004 03:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
Photos of you are bit shite - awful technique on my part - I'll have a photoshop later and see what comes out. It was mainly an exercise to say hello in a loud club.

I did briefly wave (I think) when you were talking to DeeTee at one point - but you both buggered off.

Admittedly rather than "white and contact lenses" I was doing the "black and glasses" and you didn't indicate any recognition!
echo_echo From: echo_echo Date: November 2nd, 2004 03:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
Oops, sorry. I figured that you might be you only when you were pointing a camera at me! I have only seen your icon with a camera. Black and glasses most definately would confuse me...esp if I didn't have mine on! :)
barrettyman From: barrettyman Date: November 3rd, 2004 05:58 am (UTC) (Link)
Wel done on selling teh prints old chap, you shall be a professional photographer yet :-)
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