Ch-Check It Out Mother Fuckers...

Jan 29, 2005 17:20

imagine you're standing in a room with thousands of people. its really warm so you're sweating quite alot. there are many multicoloured lights shining in all directions, and it fasinates you because you've been smoking that wacky weed. the lights go off and a familiar afroed ninja appears on a giant screen, he does his thang and cracks his head. the lights come up and three 40 year old dudes in brightly coloured track suits appear on stage. we all expected to hear the familar tune of ch-check it out to be the opening track, but no, egg man has been ripped out, its the best thing you could ever imagine. until they played brass monkey. yes i saw the beastie boys. it was so fucking good its not funny.

p.s. next time you go to sydney don't stay in a crappy youth hostel, stay at the waldorf appartments in chippendale. its a 5 minute walk from central, and a one bedroom appartment that will sleep about 5 people (we did) is only like $140 bucks, plus you get foxtel and air con and a pool, gym and spa. doit.

also, thanks to everyone who hung out at the cricket on tuesday, my house and the club on wendesday and sydney on friday. this week has been too cool for words. tippi tai.
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