Attune

I have just realised that though nobody comments on my blog, that at least a few people actually read it. I mean, actually read it! This means I may have to stop writing down some of my neuroticisms in here, as people must genuinely think I'm crazy. I know neuroticisms isn't a word, don't worry, it's just that I'm a neologist.

I'm quite disappointed in the past two days of my music world. I bought a great album, Beverley Knight's 'Music City Soul' on Saturday evening, so at least something went right, but just before that, I had learned about where my favourite artist was playing a gig in the UK over the summer. This all spans back to a couple of weekends ago, when I went to visit my sister in her University. The time there was excellent, and during the evening in their SU bar which is about twice the size of ours, I met a friend of mine who I hadn't seen in years. She and I started talking about music, and I told her how I liked this artist Jason Mraz. She remembered her flatmate had got tickets to see him in the UK in June, so she was going to tell me where once she had gone home and found out.

So, cut to Saturday, and I'd read a message from her telling me that he was playing in Brighton. 'Great!' I yelled, quite excited I'd finally get to see him as I'd just missed his tour from 2005 as I'd only recently started listening to him. Tickets were £13, and a quick google search found me a site I could buy them from. This was about 5pm in the afternoon. I get through the search results, and when it gets to the actual ticket purchase page, it says 'Sorry we're currently undergoing problems. Please try again later.' 'Fine' I said, instead I texted my friend to see if she wanted to join me, as we're official gig buddies, thinking I could buy them the next day. Next morning, I get a text saying she would like to come, reminding me to go to the ticket page. Tickets all sold out. I pull my hair out, not literally, and get inwardly annoyed at myself. Later on, I check my myspace and lo and behold, Mr Mraz has posted a bulletin at 9pm advertising a slew of European shows, the one of two UK ones being the Brighton gig.

This may be a case of the tickets being sold out way before I got there, but its never knowing if I'd missed out on tickets that gets to me. And before you [don't] ask, the other gig is a £50 day ticket festival in Hyde Park, with only a relatively small interest in the artists appearing aside from Jason. And there's a couple of times he'll be in Amsterdam, but I hadn't really planned on going there.

I have renewed my interest in going to Europe this summer though, because of hearing so many people organising holidays of their own. Strangely, it never even occurs to me to think about booking a holiday during the holidays, mainly because up until now I've only ever gone away with my own plans once, to that big old country called the USA. Before that, everything was parentally booked for me, or organised by a school. I do love being independent, as witnessed by my going away solo to America, but I forget how much stuff you can do for yourself. Now that I've had a chance to contemplate it though [I have a job and more money than I had last year], the summer holidays looks less like a place to look for, and inevitably not get, a job and bum around, and more like a chance to do something quite exciting. Inter-railing my way around Europe for a few weeks seems like the best choice so far. The real question is, who'd be brave enough to want to come with me? At under £300 for unlimited train ticket round Europe for a month, its going to be within a reasonable budget assuming you haven't blown all your money on a dress for the summer ball or an Xbox. Trust me and everyone else when they say you'll get your moneys worth with these experiences!

Also, while this blog has been reasonably full of music already, I'll finish it off by expressing my joy at Maroon 5's return to form. There's something about the guys voice that gets me hooked on their songs. In a completely un-gay way of course.