Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Cry Me A River 

The Great Manchester Blog Off 2007 had already started when we arrived.

We ordered pizza and found a table near the back, where we struggled to hear the readings above the sound of a young couple at the next table. They were enjoying what some newspapers call “Full Sex.”

Actually they were doing no such thing: they were just talking in hushed voices. But in the rarefied atmosphere of an otherwise silent bar, full to bursting with the region's finest blogging talent, The North West's Most Introverted, the young couple might as well have been engaged in seriously vigorous humping for all the difference it made.

There were eighty or so in the room, and if I'd known there was going to be that many I'd have put a clean shirt on.
Day Of Moustaches man gave a reading (which I missed most of due to the Shagathon), followed by Airport Diaries man, and then the gongs were dished out:

Best Personal Blog: Single Mother on the Verge
Best New Blog: Rent Girl
Best Arts and Culture Blog: Mancubist
Best Political Blog: Politaholic
Best Writing on a Blog (the one I was up for): Day of Moustaches

Then there was an interval to allow disappointed nominees to flounce off in pointed fashions, and then I gave a reading, which I think went OK. I read the post where Stella says “Boobs and teeth” a lot: it got a few laughs, which obviously wasn't nearly enough for my liking, but I was grateful for them all the same.

Published Author Elizabeth Baines read the final episode of her citizen novelist piece What Would You Do? and there was a reading and interview with Published Author Caroline Smailes, whose Amazon reviews for In Search Of Adam are positively interstellar.

Girlfriend chatted about music a lot with The Indie Credential Two (all of Blur circa. The Great Escape were wankers except Graham; Michael Stipe is a bit stinky), and I chatted mostly with Crinkly and his friend, although I did speak with Chris Mancubist (I'm very envious of his job) and the Airport Diarist (I now know what he did at the airport. Blimey!) and Kate, of course, who ran the whole shebang.

Banging tunes were provided by Yer Mam and Black Country Grammar, and then by what I presume was the Matt and Phreds House Band, who were good but WAY TOO LOUD, and who played Cry Me A River far too jauntily for my tastes. But then again, you know what I'm like.

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