It's been a long time since I've reviewed a gig- and being battered, aching and bruised, it's now a perfect time to do one!
As in my other reviews, I get to many gigs at ridiculous o'clock to stalk the band. Yay- over-obsessiveness FTW. So that morning I woke up my jolly cohort Patrick (an AA n0ob) at around 8 in the morning.
We got there at 10; we were aiming for 12. And it was PISSING it down. Not a great start, but hey, a bit of monsoon weather never hurt anyone. And damn did that tourbus look warm. :( So we found shelter under the eaves of the venue, took out beer (OFC), made phonecalls. And me being grumpy and drunk from the night before, it was a stressful time for all.
Soon the band started waking up, and it was teim for stalking! Costa seemed to be the place most of them went, and I left with 3 signatures and a dreamy expression on my face. Johan KNOWS me now, let's just say that. …