This is What I Did Today and Last Night.
Went to a barbequeue in Westhoughton, I was content with that, but everyone else felt unfulfilled for some reason so we had to go to Bolton.
Now I know a lot of people think their hometown is the worst place on Earth, but Bolton really is an awful night out, it feels like everyone there is looking to fight you, the bouncers and cops are all horrible (who have thought it) and it’s just not a nice place to be at night. The only decent place is Kico, and none of my friends go there for some reason cos they don’t like paying to get into places.
So I’m resolving never to do that again, I wasn’t that bothered at the time, but looking back, it’s just rubbish.
Got back to Chris’s house about 5 am, got up at half 10. Not nice.
Went to Manchester to film this flashmob thing for Oxfam.
There are some weird street performers in Manchester, there was a girl singing, she was only young and actually quite good, fair enough.
Then there’s some breakdancers, now, even though I think good breakdancing is impressive, I still think it’s a bit wank. But these lot weren’t even good.
The same can be said for beatboxing, can be impressive, but it’s still shit. The kid doing it reminded me of Steve from American Dad, he might as well have had “desperate dweeb” tattooed on his head, and his beat boxing was just awful.
Then there was some smug looking twat literally just singing the chorus from You Need Me I Don’t Need You by Ed Sheeran, but splicing in a couple of lines from Where Is The Love by The Black Eyed Peas. just over and over again. There was some line where he tried to say “mobile phone” but he fucked up and ended up saying “Phobile Mone”, which was hilarious cos he was such a berk.
The flash mob was a load of people in St. Anne’s Square holding up signs about arms trading and they had these gravestones with the statistic about how many people are killed by guns everyday, which I can’t remember but it was in the thousands.
They were wearing masks that looked a bit like V for Vendetta/Anonymous masks, but they just weren’t.
The main guy shouted “bang” down his loudspeaker, but the loudspeaker wasn’t very good, so some of them didn’t hear it, so he had to do it again, and they all pretended to drop dead for a few minutes.
It was a good shoot though, quite enjoyed it.
The Oxfam guy gave us some Mr. Men jelly ice lollies, which is a thing that just doesn’t work. You can’t combine jelly and ice lollies, it’s just weird.
Then I went in the Lomography shop in Manchester which was interesting, may have to pop in when I have more money.