This Saturday I had the good fortune to attend the Harmony event up in a big old hotel near Matlock. Despite having a fair bit of time to get ready, the journey up there took longer than expected. But, the Fates smiled and I did arrive with enough time to park up, pick what I wanted from the menu and get a drink in with the usual suspects. 🙂
How can I describe the event? I think it would have to be: interesting. One the one hand, I had a great time talking to friends, enjoying the meal and, of course, being a disco fiend, the dance that followed.
So why ‘interesting’ and not ‘fabulous’? Well, truth be told and no disrespect to the organisers, I don’t think Harmony was ‘me’. Do you find you go to a film, a club or a venue and find that you don’t quite click? The thing is good, but there’s a little something missing. I mean, I’ve had some killer nights out just dancing the night away at Chams, murdering pop songs at Karaoke or just having a good chin-wag with friends.
I think it’s because I’m one of the lucky ones. I get to go out fairly regularly and visit a great bunch of people (four of which were also at the do: Sandy, two Tinas and Anna-Lou). I don’t need to bottle myself away for a weekend once a year in a place far, far from home. So maybe I’m spoilt and it’s that that’s colouring my perceptions. 🙂
But that’s not the whole truth if I’m honest… and I feel a bit bad about saying this, but the beauty pageant thing they did after the meal felt rather odd. I think there must have been a good hour between the meal finishing and ‘the tour’ starting up. I was asked if I’d like to judge the entrants and I politely said no. It’s not my thing. I don’t like competitions like that. It’s kinda like you’re going to point your finger at the people who don’t win and say “you’re sh**”. Perhaps that’s why I’m not a fan of talent shows that pepper the television schedules.
As I was saying to Rebbecca, and her to me for that matter, we’re all just blokes in frocks at the end of the day. Sure, we may be able to look well presented or stylish on occasion, but 99% are not going to look female. Maybe I’m getting the wrong end of the stick, but to run a competition for the best dressed or prettiest etc, well, it feels – what’s the word? Unnecessary? Maybe, but ‘antiquated’ feels closer to what I’m fumbling for. Anyway, they’ll be a video on YouTube later in the week, so you can make up your own mind if you want 🙂
Other than that intrusion, the evening went well and I had a good time. I just wished they’d run the pageant in another room and just let the folk who were interested in seeing it go. After all, those same folk may not have been interested in being subjected to the Scissor Sisters at full volume. 🙂
I guess you can please some of the people some of the time and all that. 😀
[ Today’s lyric: America by Razorlight ]