Newcastle
Loosest day of my life perhaps? Spent the most part of 12 hours rioting hard with my buddy 'fun tom'. Spent 8quid on an oxygen bar only to discover it was sobering us up, bought loads of burgers and screamed scottish abuse at jordy locals. Definitely my favourite day of 2010. Jah bless blue pills and there sleepy ways.
In a way these two pictures sum up the entire affair. A guy in a frog mask, almost reminiscent of the trippy scene in fear and loathing. Followed by this unfortunate chick which had fallen from its nest high above onto a floor covered in bird shit. Irony and death in one fluffy little basket. A bit like how my soul felt for 24 hours after all of this occurred.
standing around looking shifty
Backstage at BFW was full of creepy old dudes and other pervy looking dudes and dudes that just looked so scared like they had never seen a tit before but so scared that they immediately suffered from erectile dysfunction disorder which saved them from some embarassing fashion boners. I was stood around for half of the time with what looked like a questionable piece of crap camera which probably looked even more like a lame excuse to do all of the above but infact it was not true, I just wanted to try out my new Olympus.
Departure 2
Having actually left John Street for good we now have no fucking internet! George has spent what seemed like 3 hours on the phone to the royal mail and bt trying to get our phone line connected. They were useless. Now i'm skanking internets from pubs around town and i'm so glad its sunny
Music - Funkier Than A Mosquito's Tweeter by Nina Simone
Music - Funkier Than A Mosquito's Tweeter by Nina Simone
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