I love parties.

First update in a little while. I’ve decided to change the format of my blog. Don’t expect straight news anymore. I say that but I can’t imagine this little page being a ‘news source’.  Since I’m not being assessed on this blog anymore, I have a little more freedom, and I’m writing because I want to write, not because I have to. On with the normal stuff…

I love parties.

Yes. I really do.

It’s great isn’t it? When you’re running around a house in Camberwell with a giant tea cup and people keep pouring booze in it just for the novelty of watching a grown man drink out of what looks like part of a Disneyland ride. Funnily enough I don’t even drink tea.

It was like some sort of dream.

In fact, it really was like a dream, because I don’t remember much. Well, I remember some things, namely dancing to David Bowie on a table, and the aforementioned tea cup shenanigans.

But then I lost the tea cup when someone threw it into a giant fire they had started in the garden.

This is why I love parties, because they’re unpredictable, and usually memorable. Now you’re probably thinking I’m some sort of idiotic hooligan for talking about partying on a blog. Honestly I’m not. I’ll leave the incessant party-blogging to the Skins generation. Nonetheless, it was pretty good to get out of the house.

I’m currently on a placement at the London Paper, and a fair bit of interview transcribing has really got me excited about ‘The Story of Anvil’ coming out. If you haven’t heard about it, it’s about 80′s thrash metal band Anvil and their desire to keep going after 30 years despite being horrendously unsuccessful. It’s not a subject which would normally interest me, but from what I’ve seen and heard, it’s like a real life Spinal Tap.

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