08/03/2025
Last night I did something I have never done: leave a venue before church began. I had been looking forward to catching , , .the.dune.official and live at for quite some time now. Alas, after the last few days of feeling incredibly low about myself, I made the executive decision that I had to leave, that no amount of rad heaviness was going to pull myself out of, well, myself. I had hoped being there and having a drink would be enough to rally myself to the call of the riff but it wasn't.
Here I am, at enjoying 's OPA on a deceptively cold day with the sun losing out to the chill in the air. I'm reading László Krasznahorkai's sophomore novel - The Melancholy of Resistance - at the moment which somehow befits this chilly early spring day.
Life is funny. One moment the Ibex's momentum is unstoppable and the next it has stopped completely to a grinding halt. Realising I'm back to introductory terms with bands I had been in good contact with before has made me all too aware of this fact and having been to church only three times since October '23 sucks. I enjoy the work I've been doing, love the people I've been working with, but it's not enough when I miss my London buds and miss the riff's inimitable sermon.
So, instead of ending on a blue note, this drink goes out to you all. Stay rad to each other, and to yourselves, and keep doing whatever s**t enriches your very being. I love you all!
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