I am not one of those people who suffers from FOMO as such – i’m happy for other people to have fun without me (as so often they do). But what does make me sad is the sense that I am letting the side down by not going to something – the fear that by not going to things I am turning prematurely into a pipe-and-slippers person when I should have decades left of activity before I settle into staying home all the time. Or that something that people have put effort into organising will go unattended because I stayed at home sitting my arse instead of heading out. I know you do get people who stay at home all the time because allegedly they like staying at home, but for me it is often bound up with low-grade depression and/or a general sense of exhaustion from attempting to burn the candle at both ends. So like I say, missing things that sound good make me sad, and here are some interesting things that torpor led me to miss.
1. The Chromatics
. They are a popular band. I do not really know anything about them but there was a track by them on one of those Rough Trade end of year compilations, a cover of Neil Young’s ‘Hey Hey, My My’, and it was amazing and played a big part in jollying me along to see Neil Young
when he played here a couple of years ago with Crazy Horse (and he was great, proving that it is still possible to be edgy with stadium rock). Beyond that I am unfamiliar with their work but when a gig by them was announced here I thought I would go to it, but in the end I was too lethargic to get a ticket and did nothing whatsoever instead.
2. Tinariwen. They are the well-known band of Tuareg musicians from Mali or Algeria or somewhere (or perhaps Libya – some of them are reported to have served in a pro-Gadafi militia at one point). I have seen them before and they are great and on the basis that it is worth going to see things that are good I thought it would be good fun to see them again this time – but I was too *tired*.
3. Robert Forster. Not the actor who recently died but the guy from the Go-Betweens (not the dead one, the other one). I’ve never been a massive Go-Betweens fan, not through an active dislike of their music but more through never fully engaging with it. I mean I love ‘Cattle and Cane‘ (what kind of fucking weirdo doesn’t love ‘Cattle and Cane’?), for which Forster apparently did not write the lyrics, and I feel like I would love the Go-Betweens music if I properly listened to it, but I am a busy man. Nevertheless I thought it might be nice to go and see Mr Forster play. It’s nice to catch these musical legends and they won’t be round forever, so give them some props while they’re able to appreciate the respect, right? Only I was again too *tired* to go.
There are many more things I have not been to.