Mask bloc gig

[cosmolinguist]

I've been so excited for the last few days since we found out about this Mask Bloc folk-punk gig that we could go to.

A gig where D and I weren't the only two wearing masks!

I had a great time, particularly liked two of the acts, Albatross and Octavia Holyoke. When D's girlfriend asked us if Cheap Dirty Horse were playing, this was my introduction to that particular musical group, but then after Albatross's set when we were all outside drinking and/or smoking, they made an offhand reference to playing the washboard for Cheap Dirty Horse so we saw I guess one-seventh of them after all!

Albatross played a sweet song called something like "Song I Will Never Sing for My Mother" about being trans, they (don't know their pronouns, so this is the Unspecified they) introduced it by saying it includes their deadname but they don't think of it as a deadname, so it was nice to get some representation for my own experience there. The song also referred to their testosterone gel as smelling like gin, which made me a little sad because I think it smells like hand sanitizer (which is why mine is known as planned manitizer); I'm used to a better class of gin I guess!

The pub's gammons were clearly a little unimpressed with those of us in the side room for the gig. When D and I went to the bar to get a last pint, still wearing our masks of course, an older white guy next to D challenged him about why he wore a mask. D mildly offered that it was because of the ongoing covid pandemic, and the guy got weird, saying stuff like "they won't work" and trying to tell D he'd developed one of the vaccines but also people's immune systems were good enough. We just ignored him and went outside, but very sweetly the lady who'd been serving us at the bar (who was wearing a mask when she did! all the bar staff did when I saw them) actually came out to apologize for this and assure us that that guy doesn't normally come there, she'd never seen him before. It was really above and beyond, I wouldn't have expected any response from her at all, we also had never been there before, so I was touched by the support.

It was a great nice, after a great day of helping plant trees and fruit plants for a "forest garden" near us, having a cider in the sunshine, taking a nap, we even got to cycle to this gig.

Comments

[otter]

That sounds like a near perfect day. Except for the gammons, of course.

[otter]

That sounds like a near perfect day. Except for the gammons, of course.