Monday, 14 July 2008


It's been a long, long time since I was heading into work feeling as spaced out and sleep-deprived, and downright vulnerable as I did this morning. Almost a reminder of the bad old days.

Still, it was a worthwhile price to pay for a wonderful few days in which I made some new friends, renewed some old acquaintances and strengthened some existing ones: all within a framework of hard - and sometimes fraught - work, not to mention a bewildering array of fantastic music.

I took this photograph at 1.30 am this morning, an hour after closedown. It was a last tour of all the different parts of the site just to check if anything else needed attending to. I wandered into this space and, for a few short moments, allowed myself to be enveloped by such a powerful sense of stillness and silence. It was simultaneously eerie and soothing.

I'm often not sure whether one loses or finds oneself at such times...perhaps a bit of both.

Quite a stark (but lovely) contrast to the frequently astonishing musical mayhem of the last 60 or so hours. Not to mention volume - often so dense as to be a physical barrier. The absence of such in the space in the photograph, was almost shocking.

Now, this evening at home, there's silence and solitude: it's much-needed, but somehow I've gotten very quickly used to the intensity of hundreds and hundreds of people milling around, and also of working within what very quickly became a very close-knit team of good people.

It was a blast.


Merkin said...

'Not to mention volume - often so dense as to be a physical barrier...'

'If it's too loud....'

Sounds interesting, though.
Hopefully, I get a chance to hear you before I make my next journey into the unknown.

Caroline said...

Another post that is full of spark.
So glad that you're finding yourself.


trousers said...

Thing is, merk, it was often as compelling as it was loud - difficult to tear oneself away from such an intense experience. Those bands which didn't do so much for me - that's when the volume seemed to become an issue and I would beat a retreat as a result.

Thanks caroline - I've really said little about the weekend itself, other than it's effect on me: so it's nice to know you find it full of spark. But there was so much to take in (and some of it which I've yet to fully take in) that I wouldn't really know where to start.

Bollinger Byrd said...

UUMM, I don't pick up on the spark, more a sense of exhausted contentment and a rediscovery of space and peace.

zola a social thing said...

There " in sin city life is hard "
But no trouble matey-boy - I will give you some government relief.

Reading the Signs said...

It sounds good, Trousers. I like the photo.

I'm often not sure whether one loses or finds oneself at such times...perhaps a bit of both.

One or the other or both, yes, when something gets you totally.

DJ Kirkby said...

Sounds as if you had a great time, a memeory that will linger forever, type of time. That photo is superb.

trousers said...

Thanks all for the comments, sorry for being so general, but see the new post.