nynnyindie nights in turku
mmmm my sleep was as thick as pancake.
the frost was sweet but we were late and only heard four songs. dynamo has never felt so small & chilly! a bunch of kids packed in the attic of an old wooden house turned into a bar to hear a band play on a wednesday night. we were left responsible for turning up the heat. i kept fingering the cold radiator. it was practically mindless to sit without a scarf & mittens. but my slavheart loved it!
spring in prague, someday i have to experience that. love is in the air, yes? i'd love to hear kids rant about their spring crushes. at the moment it's only secretive little me ranting to myself. shhh!
(i need to raid my father's cotton pickin' blues tapes soon! shhh!)
the frost was sweet but we were late and only heard four songs. dynamo has never felt so small & chilly! a bunch of kids packed in the attic of an old wooden house turned into a bar to hear a band play on a wednesday night. we were left responsible for turning up the heat. i kept fingering the cold radiator. it was practically mindless to sit without a scarf & mittens. but my slavheart loved it!
spring in prague, someday i have to experience that. love is in the air, yes? i'd love to hear kids rant about their spring crushes. at the moment it's only secretive little me ranting to myself. shhh!
(i need to raid my father's cotton pickin' blues tapes soon! shhh!)