Sep 23, 2007 19:54
We got a van and loaded all our shit into it and drove up to Liverpool and played for about 10 people and then all the motherfucking hotels were full and then we had to sleep in the van and I ate an entire FUCKING pizza. But we had a good lunch and drank so much that three of us had to pee on trees and I was laughing at them. You know when you have to pee so bad that you start making sex sounds when you get relief? hahaha. Spoke to a Ladyton person about keyboards. Namedropping! awesome. Also Camille got into a little car accident right outside of the venue, grazed the side of one with the employee's parked cars. Hilarity!
Back in London went to some clubs, and I guess I forgot how incredibly dorky clubs are. And supposedly that was a really cool one, people were crowding around the door fighting to get in. Fucking Shoreditch. Surrounded by douches. We had our own party in an alley by the stinking club with some Spanish, Northern Irish, English, American (obviously), and a couple of bums. More drinking, a teeny tiny bit of coke, ha. The next night we went to another club and our friend got seriously felt up by this guy, he grabbed his tit then caressed his cheek and then patted his ass. But what made us leave was that they played the same strokes song twice in like, fifteen minutes. so fuck that.
Goddamn it I am still farting, is it the cheese?