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Who would possibly refuse an opportunity to go to the beach? When mentioned generally you wouldn’t, would you? Okay so normally the question refers to a beautiful sandy beach in the south of France, or Spain, or maybe Italy, just generally somewhere that people often go for a holiday. Definitely not Northern Ireland.
Of course I would have to be different wouldn’t I. This time though it isn’t purely to be different. There a few reasons…
a - I haven’t been on a train in 2 years.
b - I haven’t been outside Belfast in a long long time, maybe even two years!?
c - I haven’t been to the beach in 2 years.
d - I want to take photographs of the beach
e - I want to take photographs of trains
f - Its sunny. Perfect time to go to the beach, right.
In reference to point ‘f’, I did think ’sun’ and ‘heat’ was what brought people to the beach, but I guess people native of Northern Ireland, or at least Belfast, only go to the beach between the months July and August and when they are not in Northern Ireland.
So enough repetitive nonsense. In short - I have crazy ideas, generally with motive of taking photographs and no one else is generally in the least bit interested in doing half of these things. Very few people really do things purely for the aesthetic reasons. Point being. No one wants to go to the beach with me. I didn’t expect anyone to want to join me and rarely do.
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Kitty and the Can Openers, fresh out of the practice room, where it seems they have all been locked for the last few months, had their second gig this evening in just as many days. Last night they got a last minute slot at a Knights of the Round Table gig in the Pavilion. The debut public performance for drummer Bongo John and I was quite pleasantly surprised by just how much of a difference it made. Ronan’s lyrics are great, Ciara’s singing, beautiful. Baselines, perfect. But the drumming just added another dimension to the band.
Then this evening, they played in Common Grounds Café. Not to say that the gig last night was not good, though I almost thought this was one better, but it could be due to the fact that it was in a quieter atmosphere where everything could be heard much better. It was awesome.
After we went for a few drinks. Planning on not drinking alcohol, I went to the bar and said, “A pint of Hard please.” Immediately after the words came from my mouth I remember I was going to not drink alcohol. At which point I decided my next drink would be water. Then a pint. Then water. Then a pint. By the time it came to my next drink, which should have been water, my watch read 00:59 - bar closing! I ended up getting another pint. Which I regret as I had to down it quickly when we were rushed out at 01:20 or so.
To end on a completely different note… White Stripes. Anyone in Belfast have any idea where this wall is?
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