Stops the ache? It’s a bit of a dramatic title for a blog post, but some days…? Ack, I don’t know 🙂 I’m feeling pretty chuffed at the mo and I think it’s to do with going out. No, not going down the pub or taking a wander around the shops – but ‘out’ out. It’s been a while since I’ve been to visit the Ladies at NottsChams. It is over a month – may be even six weeks – since I’ve dressed (what with family and work commitments). Anyhoo, it’s going to be a bit longer before I get ‘meh skit on’ (as some may say), but… and this is the thing I cannot explain, just going out (even in Bob mode) to Chams the other night did me the world of good.
I’ll be honest with you and say I was beginning to feel the pressure a little. You know, that tightness in your head. The one that feels a bit like a miniature thunderstorm building up. It ebbs and flows but it never goes away. There’s only one thing that’ll truly switch if off. Makes me sound like an addict doesn’t it? 🙂
If I think about it logically (Ed: Analysis Spock!) it makes no sense… well other than I get to socialise with people who know who am I and it doesn’t bother them. Are we back to a sense of belonging? I don’t know. If anyone does, answers on a postcard to the usual inbox. 🙂
We also had a visitor – well a number of visitors at Chams the other night. A few new faces (Beth, Rachel and Sophie (??)) as well as a young lady from a nearby university. She was studying a media course she came along to ask a few questions; research to make a programme for her degree. It won’t be for broadcast, so no risk from cameras and I hope she got something out of the evening. She was genuinely interested and I got to have a quick word with her. I’d love to be a fly-on-the-wall when she gives the presentation. I wonder how she’ll look back at the evening in years to come? Who can say eh?
Funny but having someone come along who has no vested interest – not TG nor a partner – it is kinda hard to explain why we do what we do. I guess we’ve come full circle eh? We’re back to the need to do it. For me, and I can only speak of my own feelings, it is the requirement for balance. I need to have time to be both blokey and… ummm… not so blokey. 🙂 I hesitate to say girlie because that makes me sound about 12.
Now the media fluff of Christmas specials has faded away, we’re into a new season of programmes. BBC4 are currently running a series on pop music. I’ve caught the odd episode and from what I’ve seen there’s been some good and some bad. The other night had one on the what makes a good pop song. It was more than a collection of talking heads giving their ‘top five hits’. Instead we had both musical, lyrical and analysis of the performance.
I really enjoy music and my tastes are… mixed shall we say. Maybe it’s the failed poet (!!) in me, but lyrics are my thing. Sometimes a segment of a song will just jump out at you – if lyrics can jump that is – and while I don’t think we’ll find the meaning of life in the Top 40, there are little gems: the odd verse or phrase that seems to speak to you.
[ Today’s lyric…. man, I’m started to repeat. 🙂 Duality by Slipknot. Who says thrashers can’t be poetic? :)]