I insist the day begins late, with a long sleep on the couch of my friend's flat and a tidy of my thoughts and things. Then I head out to meet my friend at Wood Green tube station, where we take a free shuttle in the shape of a double-decker bus to the Alexandra Palace. I watched a new band, The Editors, with an old friend and marveled at the venue, once a Victorian "environment and recreation centre".
Grand archways, double-ballroom-sized concert halls, glass domed ceilings. The venue grows grander each year, 133 and counting. The tribute to the combination of old-age and beauty you don't find in Calgary's tear-down downtown.
I insist the day begins late, with a long sleep on the couch of my friend's flat and a tidy of my thoughts and things. Then I head out to meet my friend at Wood Green tube station, where we take a free shuttle in the shape of a double-decker bus to the Alexandra Palace. I watched a new band, The Editors, with an old friend and marveled at the venue, once a Victorian "environment and recreation centre".
Grand archways, double-ballroom-sized concert halls, glass domed ceilings. The venue grows grander each year, 133 and counting. The tribute to the combination of old-age and beauty you don't find in Calgary's tear-down downtown.
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