Sunday Bloody Sunday....

So Sunday rolls round again. Sunday Bloody Sunday. Which track by U2 is incidentally covered in a rather poor fashion by Saul Williams on his rather brilliantly titled album The Rise and Liberation of Niggy Tardust. I was, sadly, disappointed with his latest offering, particuarly because he had Trent Reznor on board, and the collaboration has hardly gone off with a bang. It's good up to about track 8 and then it all gets a bit ridiculous - see the U2 and Earth, Wind and Fire cover.

Leonard Cohen was sublime at the O2 on Thursday night. I have possibly never seen such a professional, humble and gracious performer as him and his band. And I really really hope at age 74 I can still run around and bend my knees like he does. Highlights of his mammoth three hour set include Hallelujah (as it should be), First We Take Manhatten, Take This Waltz and some spoken word stuff. The review is in progress...has been since I scribbled a few thoughts down during the show...which I now can't read.

The O2 as a venue didn't really hit the spot for me, and as Leonard Cohen put it himself, it's 'the other side of intimacy'. It literally is like being in a huge cavernous space with some tiny people at one end making a nice noise. It also wasn't particularly loud. It was fine where we were, but an further back and I think you'd be struggling. They also had some huge screens hanging from the ceiling, which I see as a blessing and a curse. I mean, it's nice to see some close up detail, facial features, hell even what colour suit he's wearing. but then it's also like watching the performance on tv, which really does defeat the purpose. And there's no chance of plummeting to your death from some ridiculously steep bank of seats if you're at home.

I (hopefully) have a new job, writing some fashion blogs in Aldershot. The work at the out of school/holiday club is sporadic and unreliable at best, especially as there's no firm rota in place from week to week. So hopefully I can just fit it in around this blogging job, because it's far more like what I want to do, as opposed to finger painting and lego. Although I do enjoy that in my spare time... Might be doing some other (paid!) writing work as well, but I need to come up with 500 word pieces on celebrity trends and fashion, which quite frankly I'm struggling with a bit. Perhaps I need to invest in OK or Hello. Answers on a postcard....celebrity postcards? Probably not.

Also if anyone has a cure for asthma, again, answers on a postcard, because mine is rearing it's ugly head (or lungs/windpipe?) at the moment and I am really struggling with the breathing thing which really is inconvenient.

Toddles