Monday, May 18, 2009

End of February

So, backtracking a ways: February ended pretty great. I did a couple really rad things that were worth mentioning:
- On the 18th, I took the train up to Manchester and met up with Phil. He's from just outside of Manchester and gave me a tour of some key spots. Like Morrissey, he grew up in the suburb of Hulme and went to the same school as Ian Curtis-- right across the street from Curtis's grave. That night, Phil took me to the Manchester United-Fulham match. Glad I got to see Ronaldo and Man U play during a season where they've now gone on to win the league. Old Trafford was pretty amazing and the fans really give it a confident, Yankee-esque atmosphere. I'm not a huge Man U fan, but they're an undeniable dynasty.
- That weekend, Tom and I hit five Wetherspoon's on our way to a Sheffield Wednesday match. The next morning, we caught up with Jamie pretty early-- he and some friends from Manchester had been out all night and were still boozing.
- I finally got to check out the inside of Sheffield's most historic building; the Lord Mayor of Sheffield hosted a dinner and reception at the Town Hall that was pretty cool.
- And, finally, on the last day of the month, Tom and I got to catch a Sheffield FC match-- known as the oldest football club in the world. They're a non-league team that play just outside of town and celebrated their 150th anniversary two years ago. On the way back into town, we stopped by the elusive Wetherspoon's in Woodseats, before meeting up with Beth and some of her friends to hit some local pubs.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

3 Days of Nostalgia

This figures to be a pretty revealing (read: embarrassing) post.
First, I should mention that I have loads of photos from the past month that I'd like to post soon, but I thought I'd put up something a little different while it's still fresh in my mind.
Over the past 3 days, I’ve been able to see some (a lot) of really odd blasts from the past. It all started when I was down in London after Brooke flew back to the US on Sunday. I met up with the Heat for some boozing and then caught up with Gray and Tom. NOFX was in town playing the last date of their tour. I realized that I got my first cassette tape- a dubbed copy of their Punk in Drublic- about 16 years ago. Soon after, they were on the front of my first band t-shirt. I’d seen them years ago, but decided to go see them again with Gray, Tom and Beth.
I got back to Sheffield on Monday, after what was essentially three and a half weeks of traveling. I took a day to unpack and chill out, but then headed to Manchester last night to see Jesse Michaels’ new band: Classics of Love. My first vinyl ever was Operation Ivy’s Energy, and seeing him close the set with “The Crowd” was among the most special things I’ve ever seen at a show.
Probably even more bazaar than any of the “firsts” mentioned above was that Mike Park played support. The first show that I ever went to was sometime in '95 or ’96: Mike Park’s band: Skankin’ Pickle at Fitzgerald’s in Houston, TX.

It’s a little bit of a stretch: but I should also mention that the supporting band, Virgins, covered “She,” the first Misfits song I ever remember hearing—on a DiamondHead Records compilation cassette. And, since Tom decided to stay in Sheffield, Gus and I took advantage of not having a vegetarian around and went to Wetherspoon's Grill Club for the first time in a while.