i-want-more

They bought the bullets but there's no-one left to shoot

Soundtrack: Aztec Camera, Haircut 100, Kid Creole and the Coconuts

Cripes, bit busy here. Have been off work for a couple of days with high temperature and general fatigue caused by last weekend's last-push DIY efforts, but am feeling better now. Back at work, the full import of the project management stuff is becoming clear. I have about three days to finish configuring a website...bollocks!

So, the DIY is finished, apart from the building of a couple of pieces of flat-pack furniture. It's a huge relief. I can't wait to have a weekend that doesn't revolve around sanding, painting, more sanding, more painting...it's been tiring, and stressful, and messy. But goddamn if those rooms don't look gorgeous. JJ looked at me last night and said 'it's a bit like living in a really nice hotel isn't it?'. He's right. The bathroom in particular looks like an expensive spa. We rule.

On Sunday night we went to see the man who invented Disco DJ at a do in East London. We were so exhausted it was impossible for us to properly enjoy ourselves, but I can vouch that it was pretty good stuff. Mancuso is a short, paunchy, hairy chap with his spectacles on a chain, like an old lady. He takes it seriously and rightly so, he's good. There was no mixing as such - just looooong 12" mixes and some well thought-out segues. The only song I recognised was 'Miss you' by the Rolling Stones. JJ knew rather a lot of the tracks and spent a lot of the time cheering and jumping about. I had a painting-induced bad back, so shuffled gamely about until I could shuffle no more.

A week today at roughly this time, I'll be landing at JFK, and to say that I can't wait is the understatement of the century.

posted by deafdisco @ 4:02 pm