[friends only] the biggest fuckup of the centurey
I cant believe whats happened. one moment we were at Dans nans gettin fed three million diferent types of cake an it was well sound then Chaz phones me Sunday afternoon an is like did you SEE the news only we never cos it was different local news up there? then Aisha text me an all an then i couldnt get through to Dajve an I was climbin the fuckin walls so we drove back.
I mean aint like... well I'm GUTTED cos that place was prime but realisticaly you know you only got a short lifespan on a basement bar an it was good while it lasted so it aint that. Only gutted cos all our stuff got siezed not just Dels decks an PA but loads of my equipment an discs too an Dajves jellyfish all the artwork, everythin... well, just evidence now innit, fuckin philistines.
its not even that though. I just feel bad. My mates takin the rap for me. I know it wasnt JUST my club i mean it wasnt even MAINLY my club cos it was Perran who first set it up then Del an me on board but it feels liek i should be shoulderin some of the weight like, only I CAN'T cos if they get onto me then they'll dig up loads of other shit, the house an that, an thats not just me its affectin then is it? its my family, Dan an Clare. Thats how it feels now, specially seein Dan's nan an that, we're a proper family now an I cant just land people I love in it, out on the street or banged up even, just cos I hate seein my mates in shit.
I just dunno how far itll go is all. I aint the most rational person when the laws involved so I reckon itll be Ok an Im just freakin out a bit. We got off on the premises thing cos Aisha proper sweet talked the guy whose got the lease on Larabies (hes so sound i swear down he is a fucking lege) an hes backin us up on he said we could use the basement for private partys so thats breakin and entering and criminal damage an trespassin out. So yeah were sayin its a private party so even though the filth been watchin us for a bit we never actualy charged entry an it was password an word of mouth an that so were not in a fraction as much shit as if we'd actualy made any cash off it.
The only thing there still proper lookin into is the drugs thing (only we always said no drugs even if we never proper meant it so we SHOULD be ok...) an licensing. Cos we charged for booze even if it was just coverin costs. be smarter next time have it be bring a bottle, proper underground rave...
fuckin hell what am I sayin 'next time'?
I feel like I should shape up an try to do it properly, get a real job, but you know what? I CAN'T. Anythin i do nows gotta be on the low down, cash in hand if I can so i can keep my head down. it aint like ive ever took more than I needed, I aint never claimed dole even never mind fiddled it. The house is mine in 2 years if we can just sit tight. But you can tell when I apply or whatever well for starters bets on they just slam me with 14 years back pay council tax, Claire and Dan too. It's all fuckin red tape. I feel like im stuck in mud like if I do nothin I'm sinkin but if I struggle tryin to get myself out then I'll just sink faster. Damned if I do damned if I don't.
One thing I know, when i save any cash now its goin straight to Del and Pez for the fines, least I can help cop that one.
Dajve i am SO SORRY an Pete I am SO SORRY an everyone who got busted, this never happened at any basement bar i been resident at all an i know it aint my fault but i feel well responsable. An Dixon, i owe you badstyle - cheers for all the help man.
Anyway. Ive been thinkin an I'm tryin to come up with a plan. in the meantime anyone wanna hire me for anythin? :-\
I mean aint like... well I'm GUTTED cos that place was prime but realisticaly you know you only got a short lifespan on a basement bar an it was good while it lasted so it aint that. Only gutted cos all our stuff got siezed not just Dels decks an PA but loads of my equipment an discs too an Dajves jellyfish all the artwork, everythin... well, just evidence now innit, fuckin philistines.
its not even that though. I just feel bad. My mates takin the rap for me. I know it wasnt JUST my club i mean it wasnt even MAINLY my club cos it was Perran who first set it up then Del an me on board but it feels liek i should be shoulderin some of the weight like, only I CAN'T cos if they get onto me then they'll dig up loads of other shit, the house an that, an thats not just me its affectin then is it? its my family, Dan an Clare. Thats how it feels now, specially seein Dan's nan an that, we're a proper family now an I cant just land people I love in it, out on the street or banged up even, just cos I hate seein my mates in shit.
I just dunno how far itll go is all. I aint the most rational person when the laws involved so I reckon itll be Ok an Im just freakin out a bit. We got off on the premises thing cos Aisha proper sweet talked the guy whose got the lease on Larabies (hes so sound i swear down he is a fucking lege) an hes backin us up on he said we could use the basement for private partys so thats breakin and entering and criminal damage an trespassin out. So yeah were sayin its a private party so even though the filth been watchin us for a bit we never actualy charged entry an it was password an word of mouth an that so were not in a fraction as much shit as if we'd actualy made any cash off it.
The only thing there still proper lookin into is the drugs thing (only we always said no drugs even if we never proper meant it so we SHOULD be ok...) an licensing. Cos we charged for booze even if it was just coverin costs. be smarter next time have it be bring a bottle, proper underground rave...
fuckin hell what am I sayin 'next time'?
I feel like I should shape up an try to do it properly, get a real job, but you know what? I CAN'T. Anythin i do nows gotta be on the low down, cash in hand if I can so i can keep my head down. it aint like ive ever took more than I needed, I aint never claimed dole even never mind fiddled it. The house is mine in 2 years if we can just sit tight. But you can tell when I apply or whatever well for starters bets on they just slam me with 14 years back pay council tax, Claire and Dan too. It's all fuckin red tape. I feel like im stuck in mud like if I do nothin I'm sinkin but if I struggle tryin to get myself out then I'll just sink faster. Damned if I do damned if I don't.
One thing I know, when i save any cash now its goin straight to Del and Pez for the fines, least I can help cop that one.
Dajve i am SO SORRY an Pete I am SO SORRY an everyone who got busted, this never happened at any basement bar i been resident at all an i know it aint my fault but i feel well responsable. An Dixon, i owe you badstyle - cheers for all the help man.
Anyway. Ive been thinkin an I'm tryin to come up with a plan. in the meantime anyone wanna hire me for anythin? :-\