... who I'd toyed with going to see at "The Pav" on Thursday (but instead went around to chez
sammywol et
mylescorcoran , for some very nice chili wraps and some especially degenerate-case attempts at roleplaying, that rapidly ended up just being a very enjoyable chit-chat). Rather more excited by the arrival yesterday of a ticket for Ra Biff, next month in Glasgow, which further motivated me to pop into "Plugd" today to buy one for Gary Numan (also at the Pavillion, and also next month). It turns out that they also sell Cyprus Avenue tickets, so I bought a pair for Frightened Rabbit, in early Dec. (I have some social cover for that one -- hi, DGB!) That saved me trundling along to the Old Oak: welcome, given that Cork didn't so much seem to be being rained on, as actually in the middle of a rain cloud.
Now the small matter of that other Biffy ticket, that seems to be caught up in the UK postal strike(s), to say nothing of the upcoming Irish bank holiday. Much as I applaud attempts to frustrate ticket touts -- who are almost as gratuitous an excrescence of capitalism as derivatives traders -- it seems absurd to have ordered this months ago, and now be fretting as to whether it'll turn up in the last three days before I have to go get on a plane, in the general direction of the venue.