Much has changed around the area. The gig I did tonight was not organised in the same way or even by the same people as the one I used to attend. The pub has been repainted, even. However, the friends who came were still good friends. The people running the gig were people I knew when I lived in Newcastle - I saw two of them do their first ever gig in that very room. I had had lunch, even, with an ex-colleague that day, whom I'd not seen in two and a half years.
What I'm saying is that, though the circumstances may change, the heart of a place does not.
I don't normally perform with any alcohol inside of me, but tonight was a special enough occasion not to worry too much about that. I had a couple of pints in me. That was ok. I did my set. It went well. I had friends to chat to, other acts to watch and the night was really enjoyable. It felt like a mini home-coming.
Temporary of course.
After the gig we went out for curry.
Then a taxi home.
A bit cheeky on a school night, but while it had been enjoyable, it hadn't been too extreme or excessive. It was good to be back.