June 21st, 2016



The gig by Fields of Nephilim last night at The Forum was excellent. They still are of course a sort of gothic Pink Floyd but I'm ok with that, I like that sort of thing. Intriguing that the venue wasn't remotely full -not empty, by any means, but not filled up to capacity. As has been the case with so many of those things, given my personal history, I was only dimly aware of them at the time, back there then, and didn't really followed their stuff until much later; only belatedly have I been catching up with what they've done.

After the gig, outside the venue, there was the assortment of friends, including some that were going to be going back in for the private party with the band. And the crazy lady* trying to persuade my friend to get her in so she could hand this flyer on some Jehova's Witness related website to FoN's front man. 'Rescue me' my friend whispered in my ear but there was no escape from all that intensity other than they going in and me disappearing pronto and hoping crazy lady doesn't realise I live right there across from the venue. Apart from that slightly uncomfortable episode, a very good evening of music and friends.

* Yes, I know that's not a word I should be using. She probably needs help, she probably isn't getting it. But this is a very difficult person to be around of, makes me (and not just me) spike up in anxiety and stress.