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Chaps, chaps, chaps!
Oct. 11th, 2014 02:08 amStill running round like headless chicken and finishing one fic (late) at the same time as working on another (not yet late!) (Anyone want to beta a shortish fic next week? Not if you're meant to be writing for anything!), BUT …
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hp_reunion have announced their dates for a massive Get The Fandom Back Together Fest, November 1-16. You can read about the plans so far here>. BRILLIANT idea, though it looks like they could do with an H/D track, you know …
And Bloomsbury have decided we should have the international festival of Harry Potter Book Night, with a whole festival of THINGS next February 5 (I know it should be May 2, book people are crazycakes.) Check out the details and sign up for info here.
And if you're in Australia or New Zealand, you can win a family trip to London and a Harry Potter Tour by answering one simple question right here!
And now, shower and bed. I planted six roses and dug in 100kg of compost between 8.30 and 10.30 last night, wearing a head torch. I fear am going to be That Lady to the neighbours.
OOH! No, one quick anecdote first! Bus back from ukulele tonight was a DEBACLE, 45 minutes late, bunch of kids up the back playing their music very loudly. It was that blah misogynistic rap without even cleverness, musicality or genuine oppression to temper it. I was already eye-rollingly middle aged, and then just as I was getting ready to get off the bus, two of them started singing.
Now to get off the bus, I have to pick up my ukulele case (it's the concert uke, so a reasonably sized instrument in a good case), then I have to swing on my backpack full of music + work bits and grab my handbag and brolly. It's a little bit of a production. I had just done all this and made it down to the centre bus door, providing something for people in the front half of the back of the bus to look aimlessly at, when the singing started.
And it was bad. So very, very bad. And I have perfect pitch and sensitive ears, so there is a face I can't help pulling when things are horribly off key and I am not prepared for them. And I pulled it. And all those other people who had been sitting there silently thinking 'Would you bloody well turn that over to something that doesn't denigrate women in every second line?!' saw me pull it. And there was a surprising burst of laughter.
Bless the kids, they kept singing, because I minded that far less than the crap rap and you should still be allowed to sing even if you're shit, but one of their friends, in a friendly tone, announced, 'Dude, Music Lady judges you!'
I gave them a bright smile when they looked up, to encourage the singing to go on rather than the rap come back (even though I was getting off, I thought of the others), but it's true, I was judging. But I was very pleased to see that just as when I was their age and people would come out and say, 'The Happy Mondays are very good, yes, but it is two in the morning and you are in a city where people live and would you for the love of tiny bunnies shut the fuck up?!' and we would go 'Bloody old people!' but accept that they had a fair point, so too did this lot. Good old Yoof! Now I just need to get a USB stick loaded up with Happy Mondays and pass it over the next time I am in a situation like this. Or else Belgian rap, which is funny!
hp_reunion have announced their dates for a massive Get The Fandom Back Together Fest, November 1-16. You can read about the plans so far here>. BRILLIANT idea, though it looks like they could do with an H/D track, you know …And Bloomsbury have decided we should have the international festival of Harry Potter Book Night, with a whole festival of THINGS next February 5 (I know it should be May 2, book people are crazycakes.) Check out the details and sign up for info here.
And if you're in Australia or New Zealand, you can win a family trip to London and a Harry Potter Tour by answering one simple question right here!
And now, shower and bed. I planted six roses and dug in 100kg of compost between 8.30 and 10.30 last night, wearing a head torch. I fear am going to be That Lady to the neighbours.
OOH! No, one quick anecdote first! Bus back from ukulele tonight was a DEBACLE, 45 minutes late, bunch of kids up the back playing their music very loudly. It was that blah misogynistic rap without even cleverness, musicality or genuine oppression to temper it. I was already eye-rollingly middle aged, and then just as I was getting ready to get off the bus, two of them started singing.
Now to get off the bus, I have to pick up my ukulele case (it's the concert uke, so a reasonably sized instrument in a good case), then I have to swing on my backpack full of music + work bits and grab my handbag and brolly. It's a little bit of a production. I had just done all this and made it down to the centre bus door, providing something for people in the front half of the back of the bus to look aimlessly at, when the singing started.
And it was bad. So very, very bad. And I have perfect pitch and sensitive ears, so there is a face I can't help pulling when things are horribly off key and I am not prepared for them. And I pulled it. And all those other people who had been sitting there silently thinking 'Would you bloody well turn that over to something that doesn't denigrate women in every second line?!' saw me pull it. And there was a surprising burst of laughter.
Bless the kids, they kept singing, because I minded that far less than the crap rap and you should still be allowed to sing even if you're shit, but one of their friends, in a friendly tone, announced, 'Dude, Music Lady judges you!'
I gave them a bright smile when they looked up, to encourage the singing to go on rather than the rap come back (even though I was getting off, I thought of the others), but it's true, I was judging. But I was very pleased to see that just as when I was their age and people would come out and say, 'The Happy Mondays are very good, yes, but it is two in the morning and you are in a city where people live and would you for the love of tiny bunnies shut the fuck up?!' and we would go 'Bloody old people!' but accept that they had a fair point, so too did this lot. Good old Yoof! Now I just need to get a USB stick loaded up with Happy Mondays and pass it over the next time I am in a situation like this. Or else Belgian rap, which is funny!
