Epic

A couple of us people with good taste in music went to see Plaid, DMX krew and Luke Vibert this Saturday. Epic. Yes, even if everyone but me would fall under the category of "orutinerad" and almost slept on the dancefloor. Ok ok, they had been out for half a drink the night before. But really? Are we not grown ups? Are we not trained in the art of abusing our internal organs? Well I know I am. Anyways, despite having to take a taxi to Guildford (just to clarify, real men would stay up dancing all night then take the early train back. And yes, I think of myself as a real man) it was simply ACE. Nah, I didn’t get to offer Plaid my bag for their heads as was the plan, but I have a feeling the taxi would have been replaced by a police escort if I had jumped across the stage swinging my bag towards them. Also come to think of it I did spend most of my salary at Cybercandy at Covent Garden that same afternoon. My bag was so full of Japanese and American sweets (read artificial food colouring and stuff probably labelled as poison in higher concentration) that I doubt it could have fit even a small head anyway. But hey, I managed to get a one eyed Mikeymo's head in there. Not too bad.

Ehhr... I think it's called a "Whazoo". It said "artificial flavours" on it but I'm sure thats all lies. I ate one before I went to bed and had apocalyptic dreams of the universe unfolding. Yeah. Good stuff.