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Just go in from the Von Bondies gig. It was a night jumping, screaming, the waving of hands and having bouners' penis' thrust into my face. When we (Mike, Phil b and I) arrived at Lime street we were greated by Sean, Jack H, Phil H, Lis, Liz, Orla and a group of her friends who knew my name. We slowly made our way to the venue. I don't want to turn this update into a review a review so I'll leave the actual gig alone now. After the gig we were faced with the age old dilema of whether or noot to buy a booleg T-shirt in the end Phil B and Orla did. After some walking and buying of drinks we were given directions to the Von Bondies tour bus which we all ran towards, Phil H hurt himself in his fit of excitement by jumping down a flight of stairs, rolling on the floor and doing a backwards roll then promptly landing on his feet. I, however didn't huet myself but stood in excretion which I got on Marcy's hand and was forced to smell. The gig was great, for want of a better word. The support band, Kasabian, did some "Spazmonic" dancing, which was nice.
I haven't updated in a while as my life is too boring to have an event worth writing about most days.
I haven't updated in a while as my life is too boring to have an event worth writing about most days.