moonspell and a few other bands (including such as the mesmerizingly melancholy anathema, the rolling dark charon, and the up and coming black leaves) played at… a kind of mini-festival round here, about a week ago. they did rock in many senses of the word (including even some pratchettian ones), and we had a truly great and memorable evening.
we met a few friends as well, of course. some of them even took photos of the bands (like this one, of moonspell*), and of the audience (like this one of the silent gathering of the watchful zombies*). the reason why i mention this, the friends and the photos here is… let’s say: hidden. somewhat. i’m, like, sending a link to my future self to remember, okay? that’s the main function of a journal, isn’t it? theoretically, at least?
right, i guess that’s all about it. oh, i almost forgot – thanks to all who were there. bands and friends as well.
and now, back to work. there’s a short story to be finished tonight. with some moonspell songs playing in the background, perhaps. (guess what, this has been another hint at something.)
*btw these photos were made by a stranger, not a friend, and they’re courtesy of shockmagazin.hu