||[Apr. 9th, 2007|10:46 pm]
Listen in, listen Ian!
Meh. It's nearly finished isn't it? That's rubbish.|
I went to Brighton today. I woke up this morning thinking I'd like to go to the sea on a whim, but all the whims were cancelled this weekend due to planned engineering work so I went on a train instead. No, you fvck off. It's the first time I've been there apart from a gig in February 2006, and it was dark then so I didn't see much of it. Anyway, I saw it today in its full glory, and I have to say I wasn't especially impressed. Perhaps I was spoilt being brought up where I was, but it seems perfectly clear to me that BLACKPOOL IS FIFTY MILLION TIMES BETTER THAN BRIGHTON.
For one, Brighton doesn't have any trams.
For two, Brighton doesn't really have much at all, does it? I mean, yes, it has the beach and that - which is great if you want to sit on really uncomfortable looking rocks - and it obviously has all the tattiness and grimness of Blackpool, but it has approximately none of the fun. Things improved slightly when I went on the pier - there were doughnuts for a start, but there isn't an awful lot to entertain all those people is there?
Brighton's most spectacular fairground ride, yesterday.
Also, I thought it was supposed to be a bit posh. Well, someone should tell the council that having a few stalls on the edge of the beach that look like refugees from Camden doesn't really cut it. Other things Brighton doesn't seem to have include donkeys, and planes flying along the beach with big advertising banners trailing behind them.
Brighton is better than tomorrow though, because Brighton doesn't have me trying to make some consolidated tax vouchers print properly.
Well, there you go. Score another one for Blackpool.
In what way are big advertising banners a *good* thing?
It's a low flying plane with a big banner trailing behind it. What's not to love?
i've always wanted to go to Brighton after i read Brighton Rock by Graham Greene.
What you need is to watch the TV programme Blackpool
- has it been on anywhere in the US? - then you'll want to go to Blackpool! Which is loads better.
it hasn't been on in the US to my knowledge. i do watch BBC america but mostly all that comes on is "Life on Mars" and "Footballers Wives".
i just read up on the place on wikipedia and it seems really exciting! someday when i make it to the UK i'll have to visit it. of course there is so much i want to see in the UK i'd have to stay for at least a month. hahaha!
I'd heard it was a bit of a hit in the US, possibly under the alternative title Viva Blackpool.
> I thought it was supposed to be a bit posh
Then you were sorely misinformed. It can be useful to mine, especially if you’re a fan of second-hand shopping and you have time on your hands, but it’s very rough around the edges. Hove, just next door, likes to think it’s Brighton’s posh cousin, but the locals constantly remind it of its true status by ensuring every new sign the council puts up on the outskirts of the town saying “Hove” has the missing “L” at the end.
2007-04-10 08:00 am (UTC)
Isn't it pronounced Hoveactually?
I've never been to Blackpool but it looks like hell on earth to me.
Tsk. It's lovely, look:
I found this
while I was looking for those pictures. I don't think it shows Blackpool at its best.
the whole place looks like it smells of fat.
*drums fingers testily*
You just haven't, like, *got it*, maaan. Brighton's fun involves strange arts events and excellent food and spending all night talking to someone you just met round a fire on the beach and being able to restock your party at three in the morning via the Booze Brothers you know, samba bands instead of brass bands, and being scummy because everyone's too busy to get round to cleaning up rather than because no-one really cares. The posh bit is, as someone else pointed out already, Hove Actually, and that's where people retire to.
Go again in the festival in May, is my advice.
yeah, but it's still not blackpool, is it ;)
No, no it isn't. It's six times more likely to be sunny rather than drizzling, there's no quicksand, the sea doesn't retreat eighteen miles at low tide, there are other foods available besides soggy fish and chips and, fundamentally, there's a much lower incidence of Lawrence Llewelyn-Bowen. Don't get me wrong, I'm from Wigan, I know about Blackpool - spent many a childhood evening waking up in the back of the car halfway through the illuminations, but Blackpool is for Fun, with a capital F and a manic rictus and Fun wears thin.
do you hate fun?
2007-04-10 10:24 pm (UTC)
*claps hand over eyes*
*gives out tearing groan*
Oh, did you have to? See, the problem is, Brighton's got to have a tower to keep up, doesn't it? So we're getting one, oh yes.The Party LineThe Awful Truth