Friday
Met with Perdy, Zombieelvis andSickophant, Littlebleeder and some others, from widness apparently. One of them was already drunk, it being his birthday. And he managed to spill my pint.
Nevermind.
He also had tonsilitis.
Bless.
Upon reaching our fill of The Swan, and moving to Korova, i discover, to the disdain ofZombieelvis that in the gents now sits a man. For the pleasure of paying him one British Pound (i hear your anticipation...) said man will wash your hands, dry your hands, and squirt you with a multitude of aftershave lotions. Oh...and he has lollipops too.
I left the others, now at a gay bar where Zombieelvisdrinks Shandy to return to Korova and shoot a gig for a band called Pop Levi.
Its a difficult venue to shoot is Korova, the lighting is not camera friendly, and its is so small that movement is immpossible at the sardine tin sized stage front. It was so hot in there that my eyes stung from my own sweat.(And possibly that of others around me.) h.
Perched over a bass bin, my ribs and eyballs were vibrating like fuck. PopLevi rock though, as described by themselves, "Prince making out with Dylan in Syd Barrets bedroom".
They forgot to mention Syd's addiction to acid though.
Returned to find the others now at K2 in the usuall spec on the dance floor (some of them now minus shoes) . We definately seem to have our own space in there, and they give us a noticable girth around said space.
Not sure if its just because of the spectacle that is us, or if all the emo's are scared of the love (that is zombieelvis)
Ate chips.
Returned home around 4;30 am
Saturday
Grumbled lots about a sore head and spent time in the recovery position...(spread eagled on my bed.)
Sunday
Did Easter stuff with family. Chocolatey goodness all round. Godbless that bunny. May the fruit of his fury little loin grow plentyful in the belly of his woman. (As the fruit of rabbit loin tends to do.)
Monday
Mondays are always headfuck...
Tuesday
Met for coffee with the sweetest girl, whos every motion betrays the angel of grace walking at her side.
And she insisted on paying too.
Swooooon.
Wednesday
Swoooooooon
Met with Perdy, Zombieelvis andSickophant, Littlebleeder and some others, from widness apparently. One of them was already drunk, it being his birthday. And he managed to spill my pint.
Nevermind.
He also had tonsilitis.
Bless.
Upon reaching our fill of The Swan, and moving to Korova, i discover, to the disdain ofZombieelvis that in the gents now sits a man. For the pleasure of paying him one British Pound (i hear your anticipation...) said man will wash your hands, dry your hands, and squirt you with a multitude of aftershave lotions. Oh...and he has lollipops too.
I left the others, now at a gay bar where Zombieelvisdrinks Shandy to return to Korova and shoot a gig for a band called Pop Levi.
Its a difficult venue to shoot is Korova, the lighting is not camera friendly, and its is so small that movement is immpossible at the sardine tin sized stage front. It was so hot in there that my eyes stung from my own sweat.(And possibly that of others around me.) h.
Perched over a bass bin, my ribs and eyballs were vibrating like fuck. PopLevi rock though, as described by themselves, "Prince making out with Dylan in Syd Barrets bedroom".
They forgot to mention Syd's addiction to acid though.
Returned to find the others now at K2 in the usuall spec on the dance floor (some of them now minus shoes) . We definately seem to have our own space in there, and they give us a noticable girth around said space.
Not sure if its just because of the spectacle that is us, or if all the emo's are scared of the love (that is zombieelvis)
Ate chips.
Returned home around 4;30 am
Saturday
Grumbled lots about a sore head and spent time in the recovery position...(spread eagled on my bed.)
Sunday
Did Easter stuff with family. Chocolatey goodness all round. Godbless that bunny. May the fruit of his fury little loin grow plentyful in the belly of his woman. (As the fruit of rabbit loin tends to do.)
Monday
Mondays are always headfuck...
Tuesday
Met for coffee with the sweetest girl, whos every motion betrays the angel of grace walking at her side.
And she insisted on paying too.
Swooooon.
Wednesday
Swoooooooon
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