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After a couple of years away, K & I had arranged to go to one of the days of Victorious festival again. We selected the Friday once we saw that both my favourite band (October Drift) and her favourite band (The Charlatans) were both playing then: when the stage times came out we were aghast to see that, not only were they playing at the same time, but they were both playing very early on in proceedings, at 1pm. So I headed down to Waterloo pretty early on Friday, caught the train to Fratton and wandered down to the familiar Southsea sea-front site on another sunny day. En route, K had got in touch to say that she was having a child-related crisis [well an emotional crisis on the child's part, anyway] so I headed over to The Castle stage to say hi to some of the other OD nuts and watch Man/Woman/Chainsaw, who were playing there before them and I once again enjoyed. I was pretty familiar with October Drift's half-hour festival set at this point but that didn't make it any less enjoyable: there were quite a few people there, given the time of day and clash, but it's quite a big space so hard to feel full. In honour of K I popped over to the Common (main) Stage to catch the end of The Charlatans, then stayed there for most of Sprints before heading back to the Castle to watch first The K's and then Ash (I'm noticing the patterns of with which bands are doing the rounds at this stage of festival season!)

K had resolved her crisis but there was little point her coming to the festival now (especially having missed, what was for her, the main event), so I bailed to go back to hers: to be honest, our plan had been to probably only stay for one more band after that point anyway, one of the options for which would have been The Mary Wallopers, so I missed all the drama of them having the plug pulled for displaying a Palestinian flag. I ended up Uber-ing all the way out to K's, did a run to her local shop with its perky young shopkeeper, and then we immersed ourselves in our usual entertainments before crashing out at around 4a.m. Neither of us had to be anywhere Saturday morning so we did a whole lot of lazing, counting down to when the pizza delivery places opened; around lunchtime she took me to the station, I headed back to London and home for a nap. I had a gig booked in the evening, which Ketch was coming to, so I was committed, and by the time I got there I'd perked up a fair bit. We got to the Camden Assembly during a band called Cereal Milk, who seemed refreshingly to be in perhaps their late 30s, then watched The Number Twenty, young Essex lads who ticked off covers of Oasis, Arctic Monkeys and (delightfully) Killing In The Name Of, but whose own songs were good too. We were there for The Pedals, who I'd only seen once before: their songs kinda blended but it all made me want to dance.

It was sunny again on Sunday (it seems to alternate at the moment) and N & I had brunch in Stoke Newington, the headed over to the Heath where we had a pleasant wander and sat on a bench outside Kenwood with the Bank Holiday crossword before moving on and meeting up with M. N headed off whilst we headed to the playground and paddling pool, chilling while E played. We eventually went our separate ways and back home I had Family Zoomtime in the evening. Monday was the August Bank Holiday and I had a relaxed morning doing Stuff and my shop, then I met N after lunch at Abney Park Cemetery, where we sat and did more of the crossword before tea on Church St. Back home I cooked in the evening.

I was once again due to meet my guest at the Polish Consulate on Tuesday morning but it was once again a bust, although he swore he'd sent me a message cancelling. I didn't hang around long though before heading over to the office and was at home in the evening. I was covering the Earls Court day centre again on Wednesday then we attempted to have our Round the World Dinner (sans N, who's been fighting off some lurking lurgy for a couple of weeks now): I'd booked an Angolan place in Brixton but once we got there, the guy told us that they only really did the Angolan food at the weekend and his Mum (the chef) was on holiday in Portugal. We decided to bail and walked round to the Algerian place we'd been to before: after much sucking of teeth, the one-man-operation who runs it gave us a table; it was great food again, although we felt slightly like we had to rush it. Thursday I was back covering the Stamford Brook drop-in and home in the evening.

09/08/25 - 14/08/25

Sep. 3rd, 2025 11:05 pm
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I did my shop in the morning on Saturday then headed down to Russell Square, an atypical assembly point the latest Palestine solidarity march: I managed to locate PFW and the masses finally got away. It was another hot day and what seemed like a very large crowd made its way in fits and starts from Bloomsbury down to Trafalgar Square, fairly uneventfully. I peeled away at Charing Cross into the station and made my up to Stoke Newington to meet N for cake in a cafe-cum-record store there before we both carried on home. In the evening I went back out to Paper Dress Vintage for some bands: first The Havocks, who seemed to have come along way since I last saw them, no longer including any covers and dealing in some enjoyably bolshie lyrics; then came Another Day, who had a rawer sound than their tousled hair and fitted T-shirts had led me to expect but also threw in some random acrobatics- there was also a fifth guy with them who really didn't fit their mould but interspersed poems with their songs and Bez'd away at the side of the stage the rest of the time. I was there for headliners Gingerella: the crowd finally got lively towards the end of their set and I left feeling invigorated. I spent Sunday morning doing Stuff at home, then headed out after lunch to join N in Clissold Park, where we sat for a while. He went straight home but, barely having moved all day, I walked along the New River from there to Finsbury Park, before carrying on home, where we had a little BBQ with J and his friend A. Then I joined Family Zoomtime.

I was back at work for the first time in nealy two weeks on Monday, covering the drop-in down in Clapham, then came home for D&D in the evening. Tuesday was another baking day, although it's often hard to notice from within the office. I was home again in the evening, where I cooked and did a crossword with N before having one of our online catch-ups with L and R. I came home from work on Wednesday but then headed back out again the Sebright Arms for a gig. I got there during Battery Point, a five-piece from Bristol, who were a bit niddly and awkward ("thanks to the other bands and the promoter" didn't inspire confidence that they knew who any of those people were) and didn't really connect. Next up, Big Head Tea Drinkers, were a grungey outfit from Brighton: they had some good sections of enveloping noise but the vocals seemed a bit ropey at times. I had come for King No-One: it was supposed to be a 'close up' performance, a chance to see a band that usually filled bigger venues at close quarters, but even the smaller space wasn't that packed and technical issues seemed to predominate (which they kept suggesting were the result of not being used to fitting their show into such a small venue anymore), although they played a couple of new songs, which it was good to hear, and seemed to have a different drummer.

I had Thursday booked off work (despite an abortive attempt to sneak on for an external meeting at lunchtime), then N & I had our online mortgage application meeting in the afternoon, after which we headed to Finsbury Park for a drink and then food at the same Mexican place we'd been to before. I travelled over from there to The Troubadour, meeting up with Ketch for a gig: we saw Am Shanley an American in the classic shades and leather jacket who played some delicate, beautiful songs, a female singer joining him for the last couple. Next up were The Rants, who were down from Scotland and impressed with the intense, emotive indie they played. Headliners were Dead Freights, who had a fourth member again (albeit potentially only temporarily) and the gig generated a good energy, even with a crowd of thirtyish.

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Aug. 31st, 2025 07:37 pm
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Per the [site community profile] dw_news post regarding the MS/TN blocks, we are doing a small code push shortly in order to get the code live. As per usual, please let us know if you see anything wonky.

There is some code cleanup we've been doing that is going out with this push but I don't think there is any new/reworked functionality, so it should be pretty invisible if all goes well.

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A reminder to everyone that starting tomorrow, we are being forced to block access to any IP address that geolocates to the state of Mississippi for legal reasons while we and Netchoice continue fighting the law in court. People whose IP addresses geolocate to Mississippi will only be able to access a page that explains the issue and lets them know that we'll be back to offer them service as soon as the legal risk to us is less existential.

The block page will include the apology but I'll repeat it here: we don't do geolocation ourselves, so we're limited to the geolocation ability of our network provider. Our anti-spam geolocation blocks have shown us that their geolocation database has a number of mistakes in it. If one of your friends who doesn't live in Mississippi gets the block message, there is nothing we can do on our end to adjust the block, because we don't control it. The only way to fix a mistaken block is to change your IP address to one that doesn't register as being in Mississippi, either by disconnecting your internet connection and reconnecting it (if you don't have a static IP address) or using a VPN.

In related news, the judge in our challenge to Tennessee's social media age verification, parental consent, and parental surveillance law (which we are also part of the fight against!) ruled last month that we had not met the threshold for a temporary injunction preventing the state from enforcing the law while the court case proceeds.

The Tennesee law is less onerous than the Mississippi law and the fines for violating it are slightly less ruinous (slightly), but it's still a risk to us. While the fight goes on, we've decided to prevent any new account signups from anyone under 18 in Tennessee to protect ourselves against risk. We do not need to block access from the whole state: this only applies to new account creation.

Because we don't do any geolocation on our users and our network provider's geolocation services only apply to blocking access to the site entirely, the way we're implementing this is a new mandatory question on the account creation form asking if you live in Tennessee. If you do, you'll be unable to register an account if you're under 18, not just the under 13 restriction mandated by COPPA. Like the restrictions on the state of Mississippi, we absolutely hate having to do this, we're sorry, and we hope we'll be able to undo it as soon as possible.

Finally, I'd like to thank every one of you who's commented with a message of support for this fight or who's bought paid time to help keep us running. The fact we're entirely user-supported and you all genuinely understand why this fight is so important for everyone is a huge part of why we can continue to do this work. I've also sent a lot of your comments to the lawyers who are fighting the actual battles in court, and they find your wholehearted support just as encouraging and motivating as I do. Thank you all once again for being the best users any social media site could ever hope for. You make me proud and even more determined to yell at state attorneys general on your behalf.

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