Tomorrow, myself, Mrs DD, Goose and Corie are heading off to see the best pure-pop outfit currently making music, and that band is the fantastic, the awesome and the musically gorgeous Fountains of Wayne. They are playing at the Astoria and I'll hopefully be able to post a picture or two of them after the gig. Really looking forward to some good old fashioned British inspired power pop.
Best FoW track? So hard to decide. Little Red Light from Welcome Interstate Managers and Mexican Wine from the same era, as well as Radiation Vibe from their self-titled first album and Red Dragon Tattoo from Utopia Parkway...but then there's the downbeat and beautiful Troubled Times with its melancholic Wurlitzer electric piano... I just can't make up my mind!
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Sunday, May 20, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Birthday
Had my birthday shindig at the Yaki Noodle House (reviewed here) yesterday. No problem with coping with sudden invasion of 15 blindos and three dawgs. The food was liked by all but one of my party. Fortunately complacency hasn't yet set in and they still offer excellent quality food and service. Since Googling for this restaurant, the only thing which pops up as a result is this blog. Surely there must be another review, either a pro or just a humble blogger, able and willing to review it. The lack of a review, even a poor one, just tells me just how parochial the London dining world is. I do know this place is nothing special, but sites like the chillisource.com review local kebaberies. Come on guys.
Afterwards, spent some quality drinking time at the Barking Dog, a Wetherspoons, opposite. As part of their Real Ale Festival, one of the beers on offer was this particularly lurid looking green one below, named Silent Spring.
Sadly, the beer didn't taste especially unusual.
Twasn't a bad birthday overall, especially for a not-particularly-important 38th.
Afterwards, spent some quality drinking time at the Barking Dog, a Wetherspoons, opposite. As part of their Real Ale Festival, one of the beers on offer was this particularly lurid looking green one below, named Silent Spring.
Sadly, the beer didn't taste especially unusual.
Twasn't a bad birthday overall, especially for a not-particularly-important 38th.
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