The Good, The Bad and The Ugly....
...or the story of my weekend!
Friday was a good laugh, djing at Dark Days again. Did 2 sets and got the floor well and truly bouncing both times, and I'm told I even managed to impress Pitbull from TotalRock who was there promoting his new night. Look at www.minervarocks.8m.net for details. Scarily I managed to spend £25 and I only brought 3 (non alcoholic) drinks for myself. Also found out some good blackmail-able facts about my old bands drummer from his ex-girlfriend. I've filed them for future reference!
Piled back to meretrix79's via a few mates places dropping people off. Got a few hours sleep then we both went into Saafend town Saturday lunchtime to get food, check out where blacklight_boi's shop is gonna be and pick up some bits. My Dimarzio pickups for my RG7321 had come in, so they're gonna be fitted very soon. We then went back to Kathy's in time for her to watch the qualifying for the Grand Prix and plotted our night out.
The original intention was to go up to Raindance at SEone with Matt and Amber and meet up with king_of_spook. Except we got up there and queued for 45mins for tickets only for the bouncers to walk down the que and tell us they'd sold out. Spook already had a ticket, so we arranged to meet back at his Sunday morning and fucked off to Slime's. We all had a great night (the even played Slayer on the industrial floor) and ended up at Spook’s a good 30mins before he did, so we had a crazy sleep-deprivation fuelled game of eye-spy, and I got a pic of Kathy trying to sleep in the footwell of my car.
Piled into Spook’s when he finally turned up and so started a day of craziness involving people sleeping all over the place, snoring though the Grand Prix, a dodgy stereo, a trip to the local KFC rip-off and re-arrangement of fake hair. And my knackered voice.
I’ve had a sore throat since late Thursday and it’s got worse since. My voice was starting to get croaky outside Raindance, but it was pretty fucked by the time I got out of Slime’s. It just got worse throughout Sunday and today, so at this point I have almost totally lost my voice. I may need to did out a pen and paper soon! Going to the doctor about it tomorrow morning.
I’ve also managed to fuck up the little toe on my right foot. I stubbed it very hard on the edge of a door this morning. It’s very bruised and bloody, and hurts like hell. Looking at it I think I might loose the nail. Still, the limp gives me something to talk about when (or if!) my voice comes back!
One last bad note before I go (as I’ve rambled a lot!), I seem to have lost my ear plugs. Last time I definitely had them was at Dark Days, but I’m fairly sure I saw them in my bag at Kathy’s. I’ve had a good look in my car and at Kathy’s, but I can’t find them. I’m hoping someone’s found them at the Minerva and handed them in, as they’re custom made to fit me and cost £160. A lot of money, but worth if to save my hearing.
Friday was a good laugh, djing at Dark Days again. Did 2 sets and got the floor well and truly bouncing both times, and I'm told I even managed to impress Pitbull from TotalRock who was there promoting his new night. Look at www.minervarocks.8m.net for details. Scarily I managed to spend £25 and I only brought 3 (non alcoholic) drinks for myself. Also found out some good blackmail-able facts about my old bands drummer from his ex-girlfriend. I've filed them for future reference!
Piled back to meretrix79's via a few mates places dropping people off. Got a few hours sleep then we both went into Saafend town Saturday lunchtime to get food, check out where blacklight_boi's shop is gonna be and pick up some bits. My Dimarzio pickups for my RG7321 had come in, so they're gonna be fitted very soon. We then went back to Kathy's in time for her to watch the qualifying for the Grand Prix and plotted our night out.
The original intention was to go up to Raindance at SEone with Matt and Amber and meet up with king_of_spook. Except we got up there and queued for 45mins for tickets only for the bouncers to walk down the que and tell us they'd sold out. Spook already had a ticket, so we arranged to meet back at his Sunday morning and fucked off to Slime's. We all had a great night (the even played Slayer on the industrial floor) and ended up at Spook’s a good 30mins before he did, so we had a crazy sleep-deprivation fuelled game of eye-spy, and I got a pic of Kathy trying to sleep in the footwell of my car.
Piled into Spook’s when he finally turned up and so started a day of craziness involving people sleeping all over the place, snoring though the Grand Prix, a dodgy stereo, a trip to the local KFC rip-off and re-arrangement of fake hair. And my knackered voice.
I’ve had a sore throat since late Thursday and it’s got worse since. My voice was starting to get croaky outside Raindance, but it was pretty fucked by the time I got out of Slime’s. It just got worse throughout Sunday and today, so at this point I have almost totally lost my voice. I may need to did out a pen and paper soon! Going to the doctor about it tomorrow morning.
I’ve also managed to fuck up the little toe on my right foot. I stubbed it very hard on the edge of a door this morning. It’s very bruised and bloody, and hurts like hell. Looking at it I think I might loose the nail. Still, the limp gives me something to talk about when (or if!) my voice comes back!
One last bad note before I go (as I’ve rambled a lot!), I seem to have lost my ear plugs. Last time I definitely had them was at Dark Days, but I’m fairly sure I saw them in my bag at Kathy’s. I’ve had a good look in my car and at Kathy’s, but I can’t find them. I’m hoping someone’s found them at the Minerva and handed them in, as they’re custom made to fit me and cost £160. A lot of money, but worth if to save my hearing.