Planet Smashers! Montreal girls! Too many girlfriends!
So, last sunday, I was thinking to myself that I wanted to see more shows, and that specifically, some kick-arse ska like the Planet Smashers would be awesome. I think to myself that musicdieu probably knows all there is to know about these things. Monday, I forgot to ask him. Tuesday, I went to Old Dublin with blacksquiggles, taxlady and swestrup (mindlessly almost forgetting to pay, thanks to cpirate for covering!). Back to the office, I stop by musicdieu's office of pantslessness, and he informs me that he's going to see the Planet Smashers the next day.
Ain't that grand?
The show rocked (or actually, ska'd), as expected. If they hadn't played a few of their slower and more reggae newer tracks (which are somewhat less awesome, I have to agree), I would have indeed needed a new colon after all that arse kicking they put out. As it is, I'm only left with blue arsecheeks.
It also did much good to my soul to see that there were still people in this world with the will to live, after going to that Autechre gig in Toronto. Montreal girls are quite fine, and I could have swore that a few were looking at me. People who know me will understand the implications of me even noticing anything. But I already had fine company for the evening, so I was quite content to enjoy my time there and leave it at that.
On another note, I found this thing about why having two girlfriends is a really bad idea to be rather hilarious. Some choice quotes:
Ain't that grand?
The show rocked (or actually, ska'd), as expected. If they hadn't played a few of their slower and more reggae newer tracks (which are somewhat less awesome, I have to agree), I would have indeed needed a new colon after all that arse kicking they put out. As it is, I'm only left with blue arsecheeks.
It also did much good to my soul to see that there were still people in this world with the will to live, after going to that Autechre gig in Toronto. Montreal girls are quite fine, and I could have swore that a few were looking at me. People who know me will understand the implications of me even noticing anything. But I already had fine company for the evening, so I was quite content to enjoy my time there and leave it at that.
On another note, I found this thing about why having two girlfriends is a really bad idea to be rather hilarious. Some choice quotes:
- Your only option under these conditions is to burn things, or become gay.
- Your best course of action is to give up, go to bed on your own, and buy some unbreakable plastic glasses in the morning.
- You can expect to be up to an hour and a half late for any appointment.
- [...] and that's a huge Falklands Islands guano mountain of batshit - all for you to deal with.
- If you can afford the only three-seater mid-engined sportscar, you can fuck right off.
- Does having two girlfriends sound sensible to you? Of course not, it's utterly fucking insane.