It's Getting Colder... Come on Over

Veronica Falls @ Scala, a photo by Park012 on Flickr.

Three shocking things I learnt about zenithed last night at Veronica Falls' gig at the Scala:

• He's never seen a Friday 13th movie ("They look rubbish so I never bothered")
• He's never played any JRPG (Final Fantasy, etc)
• He thinks I'm growing a moustache

We met before the gig at a nearby pub called King's Cross Social Club, with Britpop on the speakers and some decent beer on tap. He didn't believe me when I said Shed Seven have quite a few good songs.

We arrived at the Scala just as Nutella Novella started their support act. I'm still reminded of Smashing Pumpkins when I hear them, but they've definitely moved their sound now to shoegaze waters (with new fringe bangs to match.)

Second support band was terribly-named Male Bonding - four Shoreditch blokes going for a Grunge sound. Terrible.

By the time Veronica Falls took to the stage, I had four pints sitting in my empty stomach. It was over too soon and the new songs didn't leave much of an impression.

We lost Zenithed on the way out and wink_martindale then pressured me into eating some Burger King because he'd "only nibbled on celery" that day. Back at home, the bed span whenever I closed my eyes so I had to sit in the living room and watch Poker Games on Channel 5 until I was good enough to sleep.

Woke up this morning to no water in the flat, including the toilet's cistern. Joy.

Mange Ton Cœur, Katy Perry!