best of youth sleep patterns awry

so in fact i did play @ that party last night, there was a keyboard down there, a cheap keyboard just like one of the keyboards i teach on @ college, (cheap so we can have 8 of them). got berated by some nutty guy after i'd played, "if i had a band and one of my musicians arrived for a gig without their keyboard i would be really angry..." comic berating but an edge of truth, how much is my arriving without my instrument an expression of apathy for that band?

well, more apathy for the gig, which in the end turned out really well, but also having seen them play as a 5 piece on thursday night, i know it's an option, playing without me, and i'm interested in how that works, still thinking of not being there. checking out this insane sax rock funk outfit as the time of my last train home came and went, i had that "oh here goes", in for the night again feeling.

we played around midnight, had a nice, nice time for much of the night, chatting, meeting people, laughing, there was man restoring a piano there, he'd been at it since 10 that morning, just before i left to catch a lift home about 7ish i was searching round with him to find a crucial brass nut that he'd lost after he'd aligned all the keys correctly, before he put on the hammers, he said he'd been at it for 21 hours already, i was torn between staying and playing the thing when it was ready, and skipping out and to my bed... my bed won.

crazy mix of punks, hippies, ravers. a little agro, P involved somewhere in it perhaps unsurprisingly, at one point SE was on stage singing this repeating line that he'd been repeating for awhile over a cooking groove laid down by BeatTree, SQ helping out on percussion with one of our drummers B, M on bass and M on guitar. someone asked them to stop because there were loads of police around the front of the party, an ambulance had been called for someone and when they'd arrived a fight had been going on, so they'd called the cops... small amount of quiet which i took advantage of to say my goodbyes, not realising i still had some piano business to attend to before i luckily got a lift home.

and then SN, diplomatic staff, came round to get his stuff from storage here, i had about 4 hours sleep, 7:45 - 11:45am, then i went to the OTHER cinema to catch the last showing of The best of youth part2, part 1 i saw on wednesday with spanna, and it was truly magnificent, i started crying about an hour in and i didn't really stop until it finished 2 hours later. nice moment of kinship with a fellow viewer @ the end, a few words about the film and the emotions...

as i left the cinema rupert street accross shaftesbury avenue from me was blocked off and there was a sound system, loads of ravers, nutty scene, people dancing on those odd cabinets by the sides of the road...

i drifted home and fell into bed, again slept from around 7:45 - 11:45pm, and now i'm slightly stranded here at midnight, the last two nights i've been up till 7ish, my body confused, although i think i'm just going to go back to bed, probably wake up arounf 4 / 5ish, that wouldn't be so bad,

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