With the end of the summer music festival season fast approaching, and my inability to get to a single one this year, I’ve been thinking about the ones I’ve gone to in the past. Music festivals used to be a regular part of my summer routine. Over the last couple years that’s dwindled, but they’re an experience I always really enjoyed. Today’s throwback is to Coachella 2010. I’d been to lots of other festivals, but nothing quite this size. This was back when Coachella was just one weekend and there were people galore. Unlike a lot of the people there, I was totally sober the entire festival. That makes the festival enjoyable in an entirely different way.
I love outdoor festivals like this, where you can wonder from one stage to another, plop down on the grass and take it all in. It’s impossible to see everything that’s going on. There are decisions you have to make. Deciding not to see Deadmau5 was one of the only decisions I regret. If you’ve seen the Jimmy Kimmel video, you know that this festival can attract some strange fellows (and let’s not even get into the headdresses all over the place – just say no), but overall, it was a really fun, relaxed, tremendous experience.
Here are some of the crappy photos I took of the festival and a couple (but not all) of the bands that I really loved (if there are people in these photos, it’s cause they wondered into them. I don’t know them). What are some of your favourite music festival moments?
So, this is a book I normally wouldn’t review, but it’s an audiobook re-read, and I said for them to count, I had to review them. Would I not normally review this book because it’s bad? No. Not at all. Bad books deserve to be reviewed. It’s just that this book is just a little too middle of the road to normally prompt a review. I actually quite enjoyed it. It’s not bad; it’s just not excellent either.
Immoral is the first in a series about Detective Jonathan Stride, and it has its good points. If you like procedural crime fiction, you’ll probably like it. I read it because I’d read Freeman’s The Bone House and liked it so much I wanted to check out the rest of his books. It ended with me reading the first four books in the Jonathan Stride series. I stopped there because my library didn’t have any more of the audiobooks in the series. I decided to give this one another listen when I went camping with a friend who was on the fence about audiobooks. Our campground was 8 hours, so audiobooks are a great way to kill time on the drive. I brought along a couple that I knew were in a style she likes and weren’t horribly read. As I may have mentioned in a previous post, it was a rainy trip. We got through our first book before the week was out, so we started this one.
Today’s TTT prompt from the Broke and Bookish is books you want to read but don’t own yet. This one is tricky for me. I usually don’t run out and buy books by authors I haven’t read – especially if I’m just curious about the book. I’ve read too many terrible books over the last couple years. I have the first three books in the Mortal Instruments series sitting on my shelf because I decided I liked the covers and the idea of the books and I wanted to own them. Now they annoy me, because they weren’t the books I wanted them to be and now I own an incomplete series. But, that was before I’d gotten my library card. Nowadays, I get most of the books I’m curious about from the library. But, there are some books that I’ve seriously considered buying even though I haven’t read them.
The Bat – Jo Nesbo
Jo Nesbo has been on my list of authors to read for years. When I first started looking, the first book in English was The Redbreast, but that wasn’t the first book in the series. It wasn’t a conscious decision, but that might have been why I kept putting off reading it. I went in the other day to see what I wanted to order with a gift card I had and these books were on my list. I didn’t end up buying them, but I did see that the first two novels are out in English now. These are moving up my list.
In preparation for the series 8 premiere of Doctor Who, I’ve been spending a lot more time watching than reading in the last few weeks. Rewatching the series. I was planning to do it all, but then life, and summer, got in the way, and I only got through the first two and a half seasons (I know they’re called series on the BBC, but I’m calling them seasons, cause that’s what we use on this side of the pond). So, I decided to make the jump and go directly to season 7 (I talked about all of this in a post a couple Friday’s ago), but tonight I’m off to the theatre to watch Peter Capaldi take up the role. It occurred to me last night that I had gotten sidetracked again and I’d only made it partway through the Clara episodes.
Fortunately, my car is in for some repair work today and that seems like as good an excuse as any to stay in the house and watch The Name/Day of the Doctor and Matt Smith’s final episode. Then off for some big screen DW viewing. I love rewatching this show. The storylines are so friggin intricate. I get everything new every time I watch.
Today, I revel in my nerdom even more than normal. Embrace your geek, whatever it may be.
*Update – I went into Deep Breath with high hopes. I like Peter Capaldi, but I loved Matt Smith. I’m going to admit, I wasn’t completely sold for the first third of the episode. It felt a little slapsticky and watching it in a theatre full of people who laugh at weird moments was a strange experience. But, then it shifted. It was the restaurant scene that did it for me. This is going to be a different doctor. I think he’s going to be darker and that’s going to be great. There was one scene towards the end – the phone call – that threw me off. I’ve been on the fence about Clara for most of her episodes, and this episode did not make me like her better. She’s so boo hoo, he’s my boyfriend, wah wah. Obviously, I’m going to keep watching episodes, so we’ll see if this doctor makes me like her more.
Ah, finally. The great HP re-read has moved out of super juvenile books and is inching towards the dark and twisty. This is also where the movies start getting better, and where the distinctions between the two become more extreme. The biggest difference between these two is the growth in Hermione – and not just the fact that in the books she’s still described as bushy haired and big toothed an awkward. They couldn’t help that Emma Watson became very pretty as she got older. Book Hermione is very smart. Exceptionally smart. She keeps appearing and disappearing from classes. She’s doing more homework than humanly possible. This is all typical Hermione behaviour. But what we get in the book that isn’t in the movie is that this girl does not deal well with stress. Seems strange when we think about where these kids are headed. You know that scene in the movie where Hermione punches Draco in the face? It’s pretty rad. It’s exceptionally rad. She’s standing up for her friends. It’s done out of protectiveness. It’s also pretty great in the book, but it’s done for a different reason between the pages. It isn’t so much an act of protection as a snapping point. She’s been buried under her studies, not sleeping, frustrated by divinations, fighting with her friends. Draco has always been a rotten little shit, and he finally pushes her over the edge. And unlike in the movie, we don’t get to see it twice.
The rewind portion of the book is much shorter. It doesn’t happen until basically the end of the book. It’s faster and far less aggravating. IT’s handled much better. When the rewind happens in the movie, I always have to muster up some gumption and prepare. It feels very long and like it might be missing something. Re-reading the book led me to one of missing pieces – Crookshanks. Man, that cat was crucial to the book. We never really get an explanation as to what exactly she (is it s ashe? I can’t remember, so I’m going withit) is and why she’s so intuitive – other than a cat and that’s what they do. I love that persnickety pain in the ass. Crookshanks is a major part of how the gang eventually figures out that Scabbers is Pettigrew. Well, not that exactly, but the cat does lead them to the events that end in that result. And Crookshanks actively pushes Ron’s buttons. The Crookshanks/Scabbers conflict spills over to create problems between Hermione and Ron. Just as that tension starts to rise, Harry receives his new firebolt broomstick. Best one on the market. With no clue as to who sent it. Hermione’s sure it’s from Sirius Black (and she’s right) and wants to make sure it’s safe for Harry to use. The boys obviously just want to use the broom. It’s the best broom in the world! Quidditch championship teams use it. If the teachers get their hands on it, they’ll screw it up. I agree with Hermione’s opinion. I don’t agree with her methods. She told on Harry – to a teacher… there are some very clear rules when it comes to being a teenager, and Hermione fails at a lot of them. She doesn’t just blindly do what her friends want to do – which is a good skill, but she also forces people to do what she thinks is right. All this ‘smartest witch of her age’ seems to be going to her head. I adore Hermione, but in the books, we’re reminded far more often that she is in her early teens.