Yesterday we went down to Philly and Fin got herself a tattoo at No Ka Oi. On the way some guy appeared and started asking me (in rhyme) whether I would buy his hiphop album. (Fin, to me: “But you don’t even listen to hiphop.” Me: “I do sometimes. Specially if it’s in Welsh.”) I had lost the captive bead of my nose ring while I’d been away: I’d tried to put it back and dropped it, and heard it bouncing away for ever along the floor. I went over to Infinite and asked them to put another one in, which they did, but there was such a queue that I missed most of the tattooing, which I was rather sad about. I was reading Ender’s Game while I waited and didn’t realise how much time had passed. When I came back they were pretty much done. We didn’t get to go to the Shoe, nor did we get to go and eat somewhere, because it was getting late and the snow was coming on quite thickly. So we went home, and Fin unveiled her tattoo. I think it’s lovely, and I wish I could get some of my own (the psoriasis makes it impossible).
And a link for you: The weather forecast, chanted.
Current music: Super Furry Animals – Y Gwyneb Iau (I am amused that that could mean both “liver-face” and “the surface of Jupiter”)
Photo © MikeLeone, cc-by-nc-nd.
SFA like their ambigious Welsh titles. Gruff did a track with Mogwai called Dial:Revenge because he liked that whenever a Welsh person picks up a pay phone it says “Revenge”
Not exactly the best day then?
Welsh rappers, now there’s a thought
No, it was generally a good day, though the weather could have been better and it was a shame I missed most of the tattooing. But there’ll be other times.
Google “rapwyr” (Welsh for rappers) for more information.