I find myself caught at the talons of a dilemma.
There was once a time when Carina Round meant more to me than quite a lot of things. Nowadays… well, I don’t know. I don’t mean that euphemistically; I’m genuinely not sure. Her most recent album was a definite step down in quality, although not by any means bad. For a slightly lengthier exposition of my history with the woman and subsequent sad realisation that she’s not who she once was, read this. Then read this.
Right, so, after not having played in this country for quite a long time, she’s doing two local gigs (so she should, being from round here and all) in December – at The Bar Academy (spit) on the tenth, and at The Little Civic on the eleventh. The trouble with this is that the 10th also sees MIA playing at Rojac, and the eleventh has Gogol Bordello at The Wulfrun (my first choices for those nights, but other potentially fun artists playing locally over the two days include Rolo Tomassi, Rihanna, and The Young Gods. They’re not quiet weekdays).
So, what does a righteous frood do? I mean… it’s Carina. But… it’s present-day Carina, and there’s other luvverly stuff.
* Kelly Rowland. Do I have to explain everything?