The week in music

- Sang "Die Fresche Lola" with Kine in various locations around London, at least the two lines or so we could remember (something something Pianola zu Hause in meine Salong).
- Became addicted to "Pon De Replay" years after everyone else, and spent a lot of time walking to and from various events in flipflops, listening to it on earphones. (Trondheim was much more summery than England is; it's chucking it down and I can in no way wear flipflops. On the upside, my hair has reacted to the moisture by becoming awesome.)
- Listened to Swedish reggae at Storås and was delighted. During a vaguely romantic song someone in the audience tossed a purple tulip up to the singer, Syster Sol; she sang the rest of the song in his direction.
- Playing Scrabble in Vegard's new apartment, we decided that if Amy Winehouse doesn't end up doing the new Bond theme (unlikely now that the Cambridge English tripos (or possibly just Eric Griffiths) has taken her into its arms), it should just be a half-speed version of "Moskau" by Dschingis Khan.
- We went to the Futureheads concert in Cambridge mostly for the support band, Operator Please. Once the Futureheads had done "Hounds of Love" we pushed our way out of the crowd, then danced for a few songs in the unaccustomed space in front of the bar before leaving. (Incidentally, the bar at the Junction is not great; the beer was terrible and they kept carding us, unwilling to believe that if Becky's identical triplet sister was over 18 then Becky must be as well. "They're the same! The same!" we shouted, pointing at Olivia and Becky in turn.)
- We got back to Old Court and sat quietly in the bar for a while, Becky and I swaying gently to "Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots". "This is a joke song, right," said Vicky.