'Dinner', God Jr, and a brief trip to the ICA

finally got to the theatre this evening, 'Dinner' at the Wyndham with HF. i liked it, nicely un-PC, but got a really numb arse from the seats.


then walked over to the ICA to meet J and brillo. always feel really out of place at the ICA. i say always - i've only been there twice, this being the second. met the boys up the top where J was curating some room. pieces of paper sporadically stuck up on the walls. it looked like scribbles i'd done in lectures when bored. so contemporary art goes over my head. i'm not ashamed to admit that. gimme a good painting any day. the boys were saying that some people had seemed to think that *they* were part of the installation or something, the way they'd been hanging out in there, and J said some guy had been closely examining a smudge on the wall. it's just a dirty mark! not art! but that's the whole point - he obviously couldn't tell if he was meant to be admiring it or wondering what had happened to the cleaners.


picked up a leaflet while waiting down in the foyer and they actually have pretty good stuff at the cinema (for some reason this irrationally annoys me; i feel i shouldn't like anything there. stupid) and the gift shop had some good stuff. a david shrigley book. and looked like they had a good selection of magazines. will have to investigate further.


had an interesting 15 minute hunt around leicester sq and piccadilly to find a japanese restaurant that didn't have an absurdly long queue, ended up in a wagamama's between haymarket and regent st w/ brillo. good food, good company. he rocks.