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So, my staggeringly hard-working, morally upstanding, principled Hindu parents told me yesterday to make sure I don't allow my job to take over my life. That's what's happened. That is how bad it's got, okay. (Four months ago I left New York in a rush of glorious spring. The world has constricted somewhat since then.)
So, anyway, not letting my job take over my life is why I'm on a train back from London, writing this on my phone through something of a haze. I made my apologies to my supervisor, changed my top in the ladies and flew to the station, and by seven Shim and I had got to Union Chapel, which is both a working non-conformist church and a venue for live music, to see the Civil Wars. They're a duo from the American South, and they were totally delicious. I mean, the venue, the venue, a church with all that stained glass and echoes dissipating in grandeur, but also fab red and yellow cheesy boudoir lighting, that was something, but the band. They are just gorgeous: they do their own songs, which are haunting little things for the most part, all harmonies and hanging notes, and also these playful covers that make heartbroken mood music out of "You Are My Sunshine". Of their own songs, I like "20 Years" and "Poison and Wine" and "My Father's Father", but the one that came to life particularly was "Barton Hollow". They made it sumptuous and treacly and can't no preacher man save my soul in the church. It was fabulous.
(This is where I would usually upload samples, but a) on my phone and b) you can get a whole live album of theirs here, also Barton Hollow, don't say I never do anything nice for you.)
I'd say it was totally worth it, except I don't know yet. I have to go in early tomorrow and make nice for leaving early today, and I'm not at all sure you can stop my job from taking over my life. I mean, it would not be nice, to be a person who works and sleeps and doesn't read or write or cook or learn languages or go and see live music like the person I am supposed to be does, but perhaps it is unavoidable. About ten years ago the government agency responsible for maintaining them totally switched over to an automated system - otherwise I would seriously be considering applying to be a lighthouse keeper.
(thank you all who are reading the cake shop AU, by the way. Your thoughts and comments have been very sustaining.)
So, anyway, not letting my job take over my life is why I'm on a train back from London, writing this on my phone through something of a haze. I made my apologies to my supervisor, changed my top in the ladies and flew to the station, and by seven Shim and I had got to Union Chapel, which is both a working non-conformist church and a venue for live music, to see the Civil Wars. They're a duo from the American South, and they were totally delicious. I mean, the venue, the venue, a church with all that stained glass and echoes dissipating in grandeur, but also fab red and yellow cheesy boudoir lighting, that was something, but the band. They are just gorgeous: they do their own songs, which are haunting little things for the most part, all harmonies and hanging notes, and also these playful covers that make heartbroken mood music out of "You Are My Sunshine". Of their own songs, I like "20 Years" and "Poison and Wine" and "My Father's Father", but the one that came to life particularly was "Barton Hollow". They made it sumptuous and treacly and can't no preacher man save my soul in the church. It was fabulous.
(This is where I would usually upload samples, but a) on my phone and b) you can get a whole live album of theirs here, also Barton Hollow, don't say I never do anything nice for you.)
I'd say it was totally worth it, except I don't know yet. I have to go in early tomorrow and make nice for leaving early today, and I'm not at all sure you can stop my job from taking over my life. I mean, it would not be nice, to be a person who works and sleeps and doesn't read or write or cook or learn languages or go and see live music like the person I am supposed to be does, but perhaps it is unavoidable. About ten years ago the government agency responsible for maintaining them totally switched over to an automated system - otherwise I would seriously be considering applying to be a lighthouse keeper.
(thank you all who are reading the cake shop AU, by the way. Your thoughts and comments have been very sustaining.)
