Neil Hopcroft

A digital misfit

Steady on, get a grip on yourself, you just can’t act like that in the theatre

Thursday night I found a building covered in chains, but it was dark and my camera couldn’t make a good picture of it…maybe I’ll get to go see it in the daytime.

Then yesterday I shocked Chris and Damian telling them I was off to a lolita show last night – they’ve not encountered the local usage of the word and flipped back to the English net meaning, which, well, you would get arrested for that sort of thing…

We had a toast to the projects ‘completion’, we’ve made a release and you should now (or very soon, depending on distribution services etc) be able to buy a 7610 in a shop near you. Of course there is still more to do – various customisations and analysing of returns etc

I left early, everyone else heading to the English pub for more drinking, off to get ready to go to club hoop for A La Mode. That place is not built for tall people, theres only one corner of the bar area I can stand straight, and there I have to stand with my head between the beams of the floor above.

Alex and Rob were DJing, Alex with a couple of ten minute sets between shows, then 40 minutes afterwards, Rob for an hour right at the end of the evening.

The crowd was more elegant gothic lolita than most of the other events I’ve been to. The shows were not particularly exciting – the crowd sat around on the floor and watched for the most part. One of the bands were kinda like a Japanese Inkubbus Sukkubus with a classically trained opera singer and less paganism, a beautiful voice from a beautiful girl.

Oh, and should I be offended or pleased at being described as ‘so very English’?


Categories: Memories.

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  1. simonsatori

    I guess it depends what you were doing when you were described as ‘so very English’.

    If it was treating the natives with scorn and arrogance whilst wearing a pith-helmet, then it was probably an insult.

    If you were wearing a football T-shirt and wolf-whistling at young ‘lolitas’, whilst shouting ‘get your bits out for the lads’, then again I would guess that it was an insult.

    If you were reserved but approachable , calm and quiet and polite and intelligent and full of weary old-world charm, then it was probably a compliment.

    I always think of being English as a compliment, but I’m sure the ‘Englishness’ in my head is not the same as the Englishness in other peoples.

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    • neilh

      Well, the context of the phrase was that I’d just refused to tell my Australian colleague too much detail about various, erm, kinks, so I would like to think it fell under the reserved but approachable category (I think, maybe my starting that conversation with “ooo, chains!” might have been bad…)

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  2. godgirl

    are you still in tokyo in couple of weeks when sins of the flesh are supposed to be playing???

    will you be bringing back the Dog??

    *woof!*

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  3. neilh

    In a seperate incident I was trying to explain football hooliganism to one of my Japanese colleagues, it doesn’t seem to be the sort of thing they understand.

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  4. neilh

    Indeed, I think we should organise a criket riot sometime, a dreadfully civilised burning down of St Johns Wood, a rampage down the Abbey Road.

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  5. neilh

    Cucumber sandwiches, radio four, what more do you need for a good days anarchy, anyone who isn’t into that isn’t a real anarchist…

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