Watched Yobs last night.
Blurry fuzzy shouty garage punk.
Was ace
Would have been better to get the last train home rather than doing shots of Sliwowica in the AM.
It appears I'm not one for learning repeated lessons.
Yeah well I saw Joan Jett and Billy Idol last night, and was home and mostly sober before midnight.
I may be having a midlife crisis but I still identify as a middle aged man.
Listening to Songs From The Big Chair for the first time in years. The Working Hour is still a song of timeless brilliance.
I didn't choose it! It was just someone's (very) random playlist. And in general, no - he's not for me.
On my way back from. Seeing massive attack. Having a quiet moment because I didn't think anything like that was possible. My inner cynic is in trouble.
They're amazing live. But you took drugs tonight, didn't you?
Was also there, also my first time. Truly amazing performance.
Found some dusty stale mushroom chocolate in a drawer that was probably not going to work. I was wrong. A hint of MDMA as well. These were good choices.
Sat next to a fucking mental guy from Stoke and his thankfully sober twin brother. He took umbrage at middle class twats in front of us. Had to step in front of him at the end and urge them to fuck off quick.I hate arena gigs because they are emotionless spaces with little connection to the experience. Massive Attack were complete masters of using AV to completely immerse you.
And also Elizabeth Fraser who I had never seen before despite Cocteau Twins being all time favourite band.
