I'm Not Asleep, My Eyes Are Just Closed

Music Editors - in the days when they wore loose jeans This month has been devoted totally to the awesome goodness that is Editors (not the) whose addictive tunes and passionate delivery have made me swoon in musical delirium. Thanks to the fan forum on the official website (yes, yes, I go to forums now, let’s leave it at that) and their plethora of hardcore and tech-literate fans, there is an abundance of live footage and live recordings of the band’s performances for one to covetously download and savour. (Especially when yours truly has little chance whatsoever of seeing them live). So, when I'm not skulking on the interweb, I'd be enjoying some of the gems below: 1. Fall (live video recording Pukkelpop Festival 2005, Belgium; London Calling 2005, Netherlands) On record, 'Fall' is hypnotic, morose and almost ponderous. Played live, it’s a different animal altogether – intense and oozing dangerous sexiness that climaxes into a frantic scream of guitars. A favourite

I should have known better than to attempt anything too strenuous considering my family's general history of mishaps when we get too enthusiastic over sport. Sure we may have arms and shoulders that look like they could comfortably haul rice sacks by the ton but we're actually fragile weaklings that break under the threat of a little light gardening. Coz we're city kids and we have no idea what the name of that tree is or what kind of salad we're eating or that is the sound of a frog croaking and not somebody's screwed up car horn. What do you mean go play outside? Do you want me to get run over by a car? Cycling is suicide. There is also the chance that you I could fall into an open drain, like my brother once did, subsequently cutting his head open. I'm not even 30 yet and I can feel my body falling apart already. That's the consequences of physically abusing your body when you're younger and thinking you can get away with it. Yes, you may have bounced