I went to see Pluto, Goodshirt and Goldenhorse tonight. I wasn't particulary in the mood for it. Pluto were ok, just ok, I've seen them amazing, but tonight, they were not amazing.
Goodshirt were fun, as always, but some old woman in front of me kept going on about how Rodney was just an amateur hasbeen popstar (can you be an amateur AND a hasbeen?) and proceeded to slag them off for the whole set, DURING the songs ... and then clapped at the end of every one. I wanted to punch her in the face.
3 days till I head up to the 09, I can't wait, I'm sick of this town, I'd rather be attacked by rabid llamas than stay here much longer.
Death to those who talk during sets.
Goodshirt were fun, as always, but some old woman in front of me kept going on about how Rodney was just an amateur hasbeen popstar (can you be an amateur AND a hasbeen?) and proceeded to slag them off for the whole set, DURING the songs ... and then clapped at the end of every one. I wanted to punch her in the face.
3 days till I head up to the 09, I can't wait, I'm sick of this town, I'd rather be attacked by rabid llamas than stay here much longer.
Death to those who talk during sets.
DEATH TO ALL MID-SET TALKERS!