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The day began early, which was tougher than I imagined, being on the back of a rather large night at Miss Libertines and the Espy.
Cracked open our first drinks at 10am. That is always a bit of a worry.
Get to the showgrounds at about 2. And then the fun began
HOT HOT HEAT:
Were probably better than their side show. Danced around with the girls with a beer in one hand and Breezer in the other. Laughed at the fashion faux pas in front of us. Realised the bassist looked a lot like Russell Crowe.
CUT COPY:
Having been severely disappointed with Modest Mouse on Wednesday night, we decided to break from our pack and watch Cut Copy for some more dancing. It was my first time seeing them live, and it definitely is better than hearing their cd's, created a total party vibe perfect as the weather was heating up. I think I have developed a school girl-esque crush on the singer.
MODEST MOUSE:
Returned to the group to find MM still playing. Marvelled at Johnny Marr.
Somehow ended up getting interviewed with a few others for Channel V. The presence of an illegally smuggled in giant tequila bottle being skulled will probably ruin the chances of that ever going to air, although made it possibly the funniest thing of the whole day.
More drinks were consumed, attractive boys were looked at at smart ass comments hurled at no one and everyone in particular.
AIR
Sat in the grand stand, the perfect way to appreciate this band. Was a nice change of pace for a bit, relaxing with good company.
CSS
They were the reason I wanted to attend, and Boy! They did not let me down one bit.
The singer is possibly the cutest thing I have seen in my whole life, I wanted to take her home. Danced with friends and sung obnoxiously loud to every tune. The second best band of the night. It was kind of frustrating the way all bands and stages were set up, meant I missed Duran Duran. No Girls on Film for Mikki.
More drinks consumed, becoming more of a public nuisance.
THE PRESETS
Anyone who knows me understands my love for these guys which verges on utter obsession. However fate has got in the way every time they're in Melbourne, making V my innaugural Presets live experience. I have often been informed how spectacular they are live, but each time thought 'its 2 guys playing electronica, surely it can't be THAT good'
I
STAND
CORRECTED
THEY WERE UNBELIEVABLE.
I have never danced so much in my life. We were robot dancing and pulling shapes you have never seen before . My voice is hoarse from singing
Nearly got into a brawl with an even more obnoxious girl than myself. It was quite amazing.
I cannot think of a better live music experience I have had in the last 3 years. Now I hope I can get an Apocolypso Tour ticket.
From there it was into the city.
Being on such a high I thought it would be okay to drink vino and go to the club that K works at, judging by correspondence an hour or so previous, I was dealing okay with it all ending.
We get the and dance more. Nearly spew up my beer.
Then the emotions set it. I tried so hard to hide them to him. But he created a giant ball of confusion inside my little mind.
We left 'round 3. Tried to find a cab and failed for about an hour. The others left.
So many creeps on the street and with the weather becoming mighty cold, it seemed like a good idea to go back and wait for a bit in the club.
Wow, it was awkward. He was being lovely but with me flying solo I was hating my decision. Things were strange. I felt like the crazy girl everyone laughs at.
Then it happened. A girl arrived, one whom I think I recognise from somewhere. The kiss. The hiding my heart sinking, I leave. Gutted. Feel sick. Send a crazy drunk text. Hate myself for being "That girl".
Wake up gloomy. Send a text that I shouldn't.
Went to the city with a friend in a zombie like state (if the undead were infact overly emotional, self depricating trainwrecks)
Layby the most amazing clothing item ever at Alice Euphemia (unfortunately not the much desired Kate Hurst dress... being sold out).
And now I have returned home to the most disgusting state of an apartment. Wishing I had more emotional stability, or better judge of character.
Sigh.
I recently let myself get involved with someone for the first time since 'S'.
From the beginning it seemed like a complete case of being too good to be true.
It was a classic scenario, the older, “cooler” guy who is confident, good looking and knows everyone, and you keep asking yourself the age old question of,
“why is he interested in me when he could have anyone?”
Many sweet things were said. Such things that made me lose my old inhibitions to do with the opposite sex.
It was going swimmingly, I was happy, although in the back of my mind there was always paranoia over the question I mentioned before.
And as it turns out,
My paranoia had a place.
Nearly as quickly and out of the blue as it began, its now over and done with. On his account of course.
I am not sure what is in my head about this.
It was not long enough to be too devastated.
But at the same time I felt so special and fairly content.
And on his side of things, he has been really good about it and i appreciate he told me when he did.
On the major plus side, it shows im not SO completely void of feeling and not so disenchanted with the human race that I still can put myself out there
Back to the drawing board…
SO here lies my new Livejournal.
Ready to be filled with new thoughts, feelings, stories, scandals, obsessions and ramblings.
I guess i figured with everything else fresh i have, i may as well go all out and completely revamp all parts of me.
I am not exactly sure what will go into this blog, nor do i know who will be reading it.
Nor do i really care.
welcome to the insides of Mikki Noirs brain... i hope that you enjoy your visit.
