I fucking love gigs. Pre-gig drinkskies, getting bashed up in the pit if there's a decent one, sweating your goddamn ass off and yelling so loud your throat is raw as hell and you lose your voice so bad that you can barely tell the taxi driver you want to go to the train station. I don't go nearly enough, that's it, next band I see with a Glasgow date that I like, I'm going.