Can one truly say one has lived until one sees a polish dude playing the didgeridoo in an empty swimming pool in London? If not, then last night I lived for the first time. We went to see Dominik and his band play up in north London, a a place not far from my grandmother’s, as it happens. it was quite an awesome evening: there was quite a lot going on at the venue, such as very interesting piece where five performers stood in a room, singing yet reacting to those watching. It was really freeflowing and dynamic. It reminded me of how Tolkien discribes the creation of the world, with the gods singing to each other; so much so that I played an extract of the Silmarillion on my Ipad. Dom’s piece was next, more musical but still postmodern, set, as it was, in an empty swimming pool. Interestingly, one member of the group used a device which allowed him to control his instrument simpy by thinking. Dominik was playing the didgeridoo he bought on our trip to Brighton, giving it an australian feel. I was struck by the eclectic feel of it, and the odd combination of elements – very cool indeed.

After that we went to the after show party, and danced the night away. That turned out to be quite epic to, as it became an all night affair. We didn’t get home until about six. It reminded me very much of university – the performances were quite like those I saw at university, and the after-show party was a lot like Brandies (including the bit where I nodded off in my wheelchair). All told then, a really good night out…I’m knackered.