This is what I do when i have time to kill...

 And so I have just begun my journey from London to Aberdeen. Have to say after all the disruption on east coast yeasterday I'm just glad to be on the train. My day didn't get off to a flying start either, as the handle of my big canvas bag snapped just as I left so I had to make do and mend. Then I had to drag my case which weighs a tonne up and down several flights of stairs (whilst getting in peoples' way). Since I have about seven and a half hours to kill, I thought I'd write a new blog. Plus it's been weeks since my last blog on The National gig, so really it's about time. As I sit here listening to Excuses Excuses by Fans Of Kate, I'm reflecting on the past year, and my god, has it been eventful.


 I suppose the biggest thing to have happened in my life this year was the move to London. Although saying that it always seemed to be other people who were more anxious about it than I was. I never really got that worried. I knew it was what I wanted to do and I was determined to make it work. If I got a tenner for every time someone would comment "You'll get really homesick" or "It's not as easy to make friends in London" I'd be pretty rich. Well, as it happens I haven't missed Aberdeen once. I've missed people from there, sure, but it's never felt like home anyway. I think if I still lived there I'd have worked myself into a depression. And it's a load of rubbish that it's hard to make friends in London, if you are friendly and chatty with people it's easy. I feel so much happier where I am now and I've made some lovely friends.


 I'm not sure if I've changed that much. About the only thing I can think of is that instead of being the one who looks after all the drunken friends at a party, I'm now the drunken friend being looked after (sorry Harriet). Yes, I'm talking about the Rokit Christmas Party. Oh dear. I would tell you all about it, but from about 9ish onwards I can't remember a thing. There are phots and I can't remember them being taken. The worst bit was I honestly wasn't intending to get drunk as I had to work the next day. And I don't like being one of those girls who gets themselves into a state. It isn't glamorous AT ALL. It seemed to happen so quickly. Luckily it was quite quiet at Rokit on Friday as I felt vile.

I had to include the picture above ^ purely for james' facial expression ^

 And so it's just 3 days to Christmas. I can't believe it's here again, this year seems to have gone past so quickly So anyway, I'll sign off now, but I wish you all a very Merry Christmas. Hope everyone gets home alright. Love, Kez xxx

I'll Explain Everything To The Geeks.

 There are many things which in my mind make up a great band. Obviously, they need to be able to come up with some great tunes, but it's more than just that. They need to be able to captivate their audience, with just the right amount of confidence to show that they are true showmen (or women as the case may be) but not so much that they can be classed as arrogant. The singer must have a voice that somehow draws you in; be it deep and melancholy or angelic and haunting. Whatever instruments the band members play, they must ultimately come up with a sound which can be described as electrifying. Something which sends that "Oh my god, this is amazing" shiver down your spine. It doesn't matter if they play a hurdy gurdy or a trombone, they can still be rock n' roll. It's all in the way they play it.


 Last night I went to see The National at Brixton Academy. And I can honestly say that was one of the most amazing gigs I've ever been too. You really felt their sincerity when they thanked the crowd for helping them sell out three nights at the venue. They seemed truly humbled by the prospect that thousands of people could want to come and see them play. The set list went as follows:

 Mistaken For Strangers
 Anyone's Ghost
 Slow Show
 Squalor Victoria
 Afraid of Everyone
 Bloodbuzz Ohio
 Lemonworld
 Lit Up
 All The Wine
 Conversation 16
 Sorrow
 Apartment Story
 Abel
 Green Gloves
 England
 Fake Empire

Encore:
About Today
 Mr. November
Terrible Love
Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks (unplugged)

 It was a really special gig. I loved when they played Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks unplugged and got everyone to sing along, it felt like a really intimate gig despite there being a crowd there five thousand strong. As we came out of the gig it decided it would snow, which despite freezing me to my very core (stupidly I'd only worn a dress, cardi, tights and a leather jacket) got me in the Christmassy mood. Besides, I was still buzzing from the gig. So at 12 midnight until half two in the morning I assembled and decorated my Christmas tree. As you do when you have to get up at 9 in the morning for work the next day. Here's some videos for your viewing pleasure. Until next time, Kez xxx
                                                           
                                                                 Bloodbuzz Ohio

Apartment Story

England (part 1)

  

England (part 2)

Fake Empire

Mr November

                                          

Terrible Love