Absinthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
this weekend has been a mess.
Friday was spent round my old school punk mates Andy and Janes house. they have kids, so usually i see them mid week, and never get to hang out and drink and be stupid.
So i stayed over, and things got very stupid.
Absinthe was drunk.
the evening ended up with me and Jane dressed as Taliban Members (with tea towels on our heads), playing guitars and singing (yelling) along with tracks from the Sylvain Sylvain solo albums (New York Dolls guitarist for the uninitiated), while Andy, having drunk the majority of the Absinthe, spent most of the time on all fours after smashing his face in on the hard wood floor.
just got back from The Ship from another SGUK meet. The pub was packed. Stella was drunk. Now i feel a bit punchy.
why does December get so fucking ridiculous?
this weekend has been a mess.
Friday was spent round my old school punk mates Andy and Janes house. they have kids, so usually i see them mid week, and never get to hang out and drink and be stupid.
So i stayed over, and things got very stupid.
Absinthe was drunk.
the evening ended up with me and Jane dressed as Taliban Members (with tea towels on our heads), playing guitars and singing (yelling) along with tracks from the Sylvain Sylvain solo albums (New York Dolls guitarist for the uninitiated), while Andy, having drunk the majority of the Absinthe, spent most of the time on all fours after smashing his face in on the hard wood floor.
just got back from The Ship from another SGUK meet. The pub was packed. Stella was drunk. Now i feel a bit punchy.
why does December get so fucking ridiculous?
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aw, thanks for making time to check my favourite bands out
best wishes xox