dirty little soul frigger...
just spent 2 days doing gigs in the met quarter in liverpool. it's obscene how fucking poseur-ish some people can be and how much they're willing to spend to be like that. the fact that the owner of all saints (the shop i did last night's gig in) saw his arse when we only left 4 foot for his customers to use to get to racks at the back of his shop is a brilliant example of how being a bit of a posh cunt and being in a position of power don't mix. at all. everyone in there act like complete shit-ends just cause the place is "up-fucking-market"
the gig itself was crap and quo spent the whole time telling me who out of the shop customers he'd do :s nice. they were all whores anyway, as per usual. today was a bit better as i got to mix the whole day and did a damn fine job if i say so myself. it was a nice short day, too :) i was home by 5 after a 7 o'clock start. not bad, methinks
missing american football training for work this weekend :( poosticks, probably already lost my place in the starting defence >:( i want to play quite well in the next game, i don't want to shit all over my chances again
in other news, i need a life...amongst other things
the gig itself was crap and quo spent the whole time telling me who out of the shop customers he'd do :s nice. they were all whores anyway, as per usual. today was a bit better as i got to mix the whole day and did a damn fine job if i say so myself. it was a nice short day, too :) i was home by 5 after a 7 o'clock start. not bad, methinks
missing american football training for work this weekend :( poosticks, probably already lost my place in the starting defence >:( i want to play quite well in the next game, i don't want to shit all over my chances again
in other news, i need a life...amongst other things