23 Oct 2007, 22:20
That is what I said to myself on the 143 on the way back home from work last Saturday night. I tell no lies. Who knew if there was going be a tomorrow? We don't like to take chances, and down with Bang Gang DJs
DJs, we certainly didn't. Mr Fran is 5.2% ABV.
In The City came and went with band after band. Most of them were shit. The Duloks
in particular, were royally shit. But that was unsurprising. The Teenagers
were shit too. That was a little surprising. Pete and the Pirates
were shit. But I couldn't really give a shit. Are Twisted Wheel
any good? Lowlife
are. They cross Doves
and The Jesus & Mary Chain
in a consummately manc rock way.
...There's a spaceman in your garden / He wants you to go to Saturn / No time for packing / You leave some things behind...
Sunday was a strange day. My blood sugar was at critical levels, and glugging an old school pot of coffee too many in the early afternoon cast me into fits of shivers and gutting rumbles somewhere inside me. …