{"id":554,"date":"2006-09-02T10:43:16","date_gmt":"2006-09-02T09:43:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dickonedwards.co.uk\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/things-at-35\/"},"modified":"2006-09-18T16:46:37","modified_gmt":"2006-09-18T15:46:37","slug":"things-at-35","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/archive\/things-at-35\/","title":{"rendered":"Things at 35"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So much in my head. Where to start? Where to stop? Write it down, that&#8217;s all that matters.<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow, Sunday Sept 3rd, is my 35th birthday. I shall be marking this unpleasant event with a few drinks at The Boogaloo, from about 7pm. Consider this your invitation, Kind Reader.<\/p>\n<p>The next Beautiful &#038; Damned is on Thursday Sept 21st. The Boogaloo, again. Do come &#8211; and do dress up. More info on the News page. Recently, the club was featured in a local newspaper, the Enfield Advertiser, with interview quotes and a nice photo of me. I would scan it in, but I don&#8217;t have a scanner. About time I bought one, really.  <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m performing one epic Fosca song, &#8216;File Under Forsaken&#8217;, at the H-Bird event on Sept 18th at the Betsey Trotwood, 56 Farringdon Road, EC1. Charley Stone is accompanying me on guitar, just as she did on the Fosca recording. <\/p>\n<p>Fosca are still tinkering away on the new album, &#8220;The Painted Side Of The Rocket&#8221; before playing further concerts. Though the end is in sight. The album is now being made on a Mac as opposed to a PC, so we&#8217;ve had to transfer all the bits from the earlier sessions. And Tom&#8217;s bought a more expensive vocal microphone, so I&#8217;m redoing most of my vocals. <\/p>\n<p>What else? I&#8217;m featured in the current issue (September 2006) of &#8216;Inside Out&#8217; magazine. It&#8217;s one of those &#8216;Homes and Gardens&#8217;-type lifestyle publications. I think the target market is people with well-paid jobs who own their own properties and spend lots of money on making them look nice. So having me in there, a technically unemployed man with less than no money at all, who rents a furnished bedsit, must surely be the height of perversity for the editors. But I&#8217;ve always been good at bringing out the perverse in people. I specialise in making darts pause in mid-flight. <\/p>\n<p>My photo caption is &#8220;Dickon Edwards: Dandy, 34, London&#8221;. It&#8217;s in a piece on people who live out of time or somesuch. Nice colour photo of me standing before my landlady&#8217;s curtains, as if they&#8217;re theatrical curtains. Which makes sense: in the interview I describe the bedsit as  a dressing-room with the world as my stage. <\/p>\n<p>The photographer left behind his big silvery flash reflector, collapsed and zipped up in a flat circular canvas case. I phoned him to impart this information about a month ago. He still hasn&#8217;t collected it. Perhaps he&#8217;d rather lose the reflector than speak to me again. When he was taking my photo, his phone rang. A job from the Guardian. He must be far too busy and rich to even pick up his own equipment. <\/p>\n<p>This week I&#8217;m going to be photographed by Time Out for a feature on &#8216;New London Scenes&#8217; or somesuch. <\/p>\n<p>Soon after that I&#8217;m going to be filmed by BBC1&#8217;s &#8216;Imagine&#8217; programme talking about why people keep diaries on the Internet. The programme is called &#8216;Here Comes Everybody&#8217;, which pleased me &#8211; a nice little James Joyce reference. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m also writing up a lengthy interview with Shane MacGowan for a magazine. It&#8217;s a cover feature, and &#8211; whisper it &#8211;  I&#8217;m actually getting PAID. Perhaps the real world has finally let me in, one step at a time. Happy Birthday, indeed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So much in my head. Where to start? Where to stop? Write it down, that&#8217;s all that matters. Tomorrow, Sunday Sept 3rd, is my 35th birthday. I shall be marking this unpleasant event with a few drinks at The Boogaloo, from about 7pm. Consider this your invitation, Kind Reader. The next Beautiful &#038; Damned is [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-554","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-announcements","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/554","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=554"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/554\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=554"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=554"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.dickonedwards.com\/diary\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=554"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}