Weak as a yam

All of a sudden this evening I'm not going to yoga, I'm going to see Skunk Anansie, a band I know nothing about beyond how cool Skin is.

Three people who should be going instead of me are all too ill, so I'm here having an immune system that works but also I spent the 90s listening to John Coltrane and Muddy Waters and shit, I don't know anything cool. I'm just going because D said "we can snuggle!"

He did deliver on that promise! Lots of snuggles, even though it was way too warm in that venue (even if there wasn't a deadly and disabling airborne pandemic, places should have better ventilation!).

I recognized exactly one song, and I had to keep my eyes closed almost the whole gig because the lights were like perfectly designed to make my nystagmus flare up, but I still had a very fun time!

What a funny introduction to a classic 90s band.