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Sunday, 31 March 2013

I made an effort to adjust all the clocks in the house before going to bed last night, in an attempt to cancel out all of the confusion that comes with the morning after a clock change. Of course it was a complete waste of time, because I woke up wondering if I had changed all the clocks. On my bedside table sat my phone, which doesn't automatically change the time twice a year in the same way that computers or the television does, so that set my mind into an off-kilter angle. As soon as Mandi woke me up to tell me that we were late getting up for my lunch at my dad's house by telling me that it was twelve o'clock, I uttered the phrase heard around the country on this day every year; "In real life, it is eleven o'clock". Mandi doesn't subscribe to this theory, and doesn't get confused by the time change twice a year.

What struck me while walking to my dad's was how nice the weather was. The sun was shining over a crisp spring morning, and for the first time in a long time, it was actually nice to be out. I started to ponder if this was just good luck, or whether the start of British Summer Time had actually started thanks to the simple act of changing the clocks. Why didn't we attempt this a few weeks ago to get rid of the snow?

It was hot in Rock City last night, and as such was freezing cold when we left. The Selecter were amazing, although I can't help thinking that Rescue Rooms would have been a better venue. Rock City was busy but not full, whereas they would have filled Rescue Rooms, as did The Beat and The Wedding Present to give two examples.

It was an early doors type of a gig, finishing at ten o'clock, (another factor in an already stressful day was looking online for the door times and realising that it was half past six, as it was twenty past six when I found this out. There's no obvious reason for this, I just assume that Rock City were using the club for a late club night.

The review took a few hours to write, (I take extreme care when writing reviews, and I hope that it shows, sometimes one word makes all the difference), and I assume it will be in Monday's paper although with the bank holidays, I'm not sure.

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