Music
Alan and I went to see Baby Velvet play last week. I didn’t know her new album well, but I’m obsessed with Croft’s other band, All Our Exes Live in Texas, and the show was to be held in a venue not far from our place, and I’ve been making more of an effort to see live music since the COVID lockdowns. It still feels special to me to gather in the same actual, real-life room with lots of other actual, real-life people; I’m sure the novelty will wear off soon, but in the meantime I’ll just be over here saying, “It’s just so good to be here!” and dabbing at my eyes like an absolute weirdo. If being stuck at home with Alan and the kids over the last couple of years taught me anything, it’s that I’m less of an introvert than I’d previously thought. When I went to pay for the Baby Velvet concert, I realised I could use those Service NSW parent vouchers, and so the two tickets cost me precisely $0 which felt like a surprisingly lovely gift from a government I’ll never vote for. /