May 30th, 2006


You are the true lord of the dance, no matter what those idiots at work say...

Wow! So, yeah. My sister Claire came to stay on Saturday, and yesterday evening we went to see Dave (David) Gilmour (Pink Floyd) in the Royal Albert Hall. It was simply *amazing*. He opened with Speak To Me/Breathe, from DSOTM, which he followed with Time. Time! One of my all time (no pun intended) favorite PF songs! To say that it was awesome is an understatement. Then they played On an Island, his new solo album.

Then there was a break. "We'll be back in about 20 minutes" said Dave. We waited. About 40 minutes later, the audience got restless, and finally the band came back on. I think there was a problem with one of Rick Wright's keyboard amps, as a roadie was fiddling around with it during the first half...

The re-opened with Shine On! Wheee!! The real star of the second half was Echoes, though. My actual favorite PF song. I could have died, quite literally. And the light show! Lasers, lights, just everything about is indescribable. But luckily that concert was being filmed for a DVD to come out later this year. We might be on it! That's gonna be just so cool....

The rest of the second half was great, but nothing could beat Echoes. Not even David Bowie coming on to sing Arnold Layne, I'm afraid. Sorry, Mr Bowie. You made a great Syd Barrett, but, c'mon - Echoes! And for the grand finale? Comfortably Numb. With David Bowie. Pwned.

And I now have 2 Dave Gimour T-Shirts, a tourbook and a limited edition poster-thingy. Lithograph? Something like that. I have number 59/1000. Why couldn't it have been 10 later? ^_~

And now for how I am. I'm ok, I guess. Going home briefly, talking to Mum, having Claire to stay etc... Plus a lot of soul searching and deep thinking. And prog. All that helped. I didn't even realise how much I'd lost myself, but somehow I found myself again. And I'm keeping a tighter grip on myself this time. I'm back to normal, in other words ^_^. Well, as normal as I ever was ;)

I spent a really nice hour or two with Viv this afternoon. It was really good to see her smiling again. Don't get me wrong - I'm still in love with her. But I think she made the right decision to break it off when she did. Talking. It's what we didn't do enough of. Billy Joel was half right - "Tell her about it", sure, but she should tell him about it too! The evening when I fell down the hill? While we were walking, I wanted to walk alone with Viv, but I felt that she was being really distant, and didn't want to be with me. Wouldja believe it? She wanted to walk with me, and wondered why I wasn't getting the hints.... *sighs* Too little talking, and too much jumping to conclusions. That's what we did wrong, maybe. I might be wrong, but that's what it seems to boil down to for me. Not that I'm trying to say that it was that simple at all. But I reckon that they were major factors.

Anyway. She might be coming over tomorrow. Or I might be going to hers. Or not at all. But she seemed to want to do something, if she's not busy elsewhere. So who knows? I hope she does want to do something ^_^. I don't know if we'll ever get back together, but then again, nobody knows that. Every relationship has a "when" aspect. Maybe ours got the "when" wrong for lasting. (Am I even making sense?). Maybe that was all we'll ever have. I don't know. You can't expect me to know, and I doubt that you do. But as long as we can stay really good friends, and as long as I can stay by her side, then I can be happy.

And I'll leave you on that note, before I say something stupid or not well thought through. I haven't had much to eat today, and I think that it's starting to affect my flow of thoughts. (3 weetabix + 1 very small pizza = stupid).

Oh, and I've rediscovered my love for banana milkshakes. Spar had a 2 for 99p offer on, bless them. I'm getting cravings -.-

Good Evening!