What is it about Christmas shoppers that makes me suddenly despise everyone? Instead of feeling festive, all I can think about is the hideous amount of waste, disapointment and debt that a lot of people will feel afterwards. Maybe this has been brought by the fact that I was in town today and I blocked out all the noise around me with metal on my iPod. I allowed the rage to travel through me. It was a good feeling.
I do actually enjoy Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with my family but this time I'm not even feeling a trickle of excitement. I'm just looking forward to the Solstice tomorrow and the thought of a fraction more daylight everyday. Nuff waking to darkness and getting home to darkness. Give me dusky warm evenings, new things growing and sunkissed sessions at the BMX track.
Was in Brussels this week and saw a pretty cool light display in a city square. It was cheesy and Jean-Michel Jarre-esque, totally Euro, but I was loving it. As much as I love Sheffield, it ain't gonna put on a show like that even if we caught a glimpse of the Steel in a parallel universe! I remember seeing some reindeers in a pen in Shef city Centre a couple of years ago. Mmm, beautiful creature, captive in a cage for the eyes of unappreciative Moor consumers.... how completely FUBAR is this culture?
Night x
(Listen to: Baroness, 'Red Album')
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