alone we stand, together we fall apart

on wednesday afternoon i was on the bus home. i have a funny relationship with wednesdays, my hardest two tutes are on wednesdays and though i usually end up enjoying them, i always get nervous and intimidated beforehand, because i never feel properly prepared and most of the other students seem to really know what they're talking about. but that wednesday had turned out pretty well. i hadn't failed the assignment i'd been so stressed about (i done rather well, in fact) and nothing else was due for a while. i was flicking through my ipod, trying to work out what i wanted to listen to. nirvana was too heavy, kate nash too perky, laura marling too deep and crystal castles too processed. i somewhat randomly settled on the strokes and they were perfect. definitely rock, but not too hard, intelligent but not too complicated. and they build up the perfect feeling of euphoria, they seem to propel you along with them. it'd been a while since i'd listened to them, and i wondered if they had anything new out, or if they were even still together, thinking how great they'd be live. then five minutes ago i finally looked at the "on the bright side" festival's facebook page which people had been liking all week. it's a perth sideshow of splendour in the grass. it's the day before i leave perth to go back to adelaide. it's all ages, so my underage sister/musical twin can come. and the strokes are headlining. this almost makes up for florence and the machine playing my hometown on my birthday, two weeks after i leave it to come back to adelaide.