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it was WELL SHIT. so i stayed til 6.
I didn't see you at all. It was generally rubbish though.
or did i talk to you for like 8 hours?
my heads a mess.
think i left about 4.
think i saw 2 bands!
i saw like EIGHT bands or something
how come we lost you last night?! i think i saw 3-4 bands but can't remember any of them being particularly great. good shoes maybe. and art brut.
there were too many people for my liking. but i had a good time though and made it till 5!
into the mando diao 'moshpit'
spec to the MD man wearing a St Pauli tshirt
they're now one of my new favourite bands
I think I only saw 2 bands, but only remember 1 of them.
How did that happen?
I have no memory of about 5 hours of the night.
Plus I lost my jacket.
And why have I got "PARANOIA" written on my arm?
you took your honey ouzo, didn't you?
PARANOIA is quite apt in situations like yours.
and my hands are shaking for no apparent reason.
I didn't take the honey ouzo, no.
I drank wine.
BEST IDEA EVAH!!!!!111
in the new issue of Vice they've got the guide to Russian home-made cocktails.
pretty informative stuff.
it tasted foul.
literally the worst thing ever made.
when i was 16, and the thought of honey ouzo doesn't inspire me to give it another chance :D
is a BAD one.
but more "slithers" out of the bottle.
my Cypriot mate's family-brewed grape ouzo is a paltry 42% and tasted rather 'nice'.
of ouzo (in which he drank it with orange squash...) culminated in him tipping the bottle down the sink, almost in tears, saying "i'm never drinking again".
at a flat in london. it was at this point that i realised that beer was foul and that i hated it, so I started on the whiskey. When that ran out, I started on the ouzo. Rest of the night is kindof a blur..
i could drink half a bottle.. easily! haha
aaaaaa, surprisingly i feel really ok considering the state i was in last night. i'm going to have a pizza now.
the place was not NEARLY full enough of cunts for my liking... must have nearly got in, like, 15 fights with pushy motherfuckers spilling my admittedly smuggled in booze...
still, the near stage riot against the bouncers who didn't understand what happens at a rock gig during the good shoes set was certainly a highlight...
about 6 minutes of Art Brut, 8 minutes of Good Shoes, 12 minutes of Black Wire, and am roughly seventy quid worse off, brilliant
were TERRIBLE... I swear they were great last time I saw them... Still, gotsta see them at Le Garage as Punish The Atom are das support...
Both were impressively pulled off, but hardly filled with bands I like.
That said, Long Blondes literally owned Fabric last night. The crowd were eating out of their hands. Amazing stuff.
Red Bull + Vodka = death.
I wrote PARANOIA on your arm, Tom, whilst a DJ played 'Paranoiattack' by The Faint.
Sean and I managed to play Saves the Day, Man Man and Take That and get away with it.
Then I played the Arctic Monkeys.
I feel incredibly shit.
i only played bands ive released into the wilds.
and dandy warhols.
i bet you wouldnt feel shit if you didnt play arctic monkeys...