Just got in from our dj set (meths n me).
The decks didn't work... the owners were fascist asses who told me to 'tone it down - this isn't the Barfly' because I was playing some electro...
Most of the crowd talked to friendly meths... (sexist freaks) but perhaps that was the proximity in the tight dj booth...
AND AND AND.. we totally scraped the bottom of the barrel with music - I couldn't play half the stuff I wanted t play BUT - we still had fun. And a couple free drinks. But we got paid, even if that went on the journey home.
Oh well. Fun night all around. But am NEVER going to that place again.
And we didn't play Dolly Parton BUT we did scrape the barrel right at the end with - what was it? HA HA - Brown Sugar. The last half hour we didn't care... (the lowlight of my music career thus far)..
And the lovely meths made me laugh lots so that is worth its weight, I thinketh.
WHY ARE YOU ALL UP?
I think I'm quite drunk. I wasn't supposed to drink but I had 2 pints and 2 vodkas... and feel smashed for some reason!!