acwildheart

Down in the gutter, sleepin' with the dogs
Talkin' with the fleas, the rats and the hogs
Drinkin' this grain that's rotting my brain
Leavin' Thunderbird City on the next Nightrain

Dogs D'Amour - "Cardboard Town" (1990)

Ouch, my head...

Last night was supposed to be "a quiet drink" with one of my mates in Bradford. No doubt it would've stayed that way had we not defied all previous form with fruit machines and cleaned 50 out of one of 'em!!

Rest assured that a night of extreme Jack 'n' Jagermeister-fuelled rock 'n' roll debauchery followed at Rio's and my head and stomach are making me pay for it with a vengeance with it this morning...

But anyway, all in all it's been a good weekend. Saw my team put in arguably their best performance of the season so far to beat Bristol City at home 2-1, seem to finally be on the verge of sorting my car out and am off round for an agency meeting with my co-accused (as it were) this afternoon. Basically, the consensus is that with Primitive having been pretty much out of the game for the last six months, we need to start getting to local gigs again and finding bands we like sufficiently to book. This is gonna mean a lot of nights out going deaf in tiny venues around the city centre over the next five weeks but hell, it comes with the territory and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it really.

Anyway, hope everyone else has had a good weekend - speak to (or, in some cases, see ) youse all soon.

Yorkie