The wind has picked up and it's bloody cold. Could there be a storm brewing?
A storm of a different kind could well be in the offing, but it's possible we may be warming up in it. Later this afternoon we hoof it (or perhaps take a bus) up to Kentish Town for MySpaz's "secret" gig at the Bull & Gate.
Enter Shikari are the not-so-secret-at-all band being offered in the 100-capacity boozer. Already wristbanded wanderers are to be seen pointing their feet in a northward direction.
For now though, time to get out of the vox pop media circus and see some of the afternoon's events. At the moment I'm listening to The Good, The Bad & The Queen - a band I first saw in Camden, up the road at the Roundhouse - on the Buck's Head's jukebox. The people from Bloody Awful Poetry are programming the afternoon's festivities - every table has a laminated poem for our delectation, and heartfelt strumming by boys in hats seems to be the order of the day.
As for the schedule for this evening, there are some unfortunate clashes, but we'll do our best.