So, some Punk Fucking Rock was needed to shift my mood from the post-Cardiff meet downer, so me and Carmel saw THE BRONX tonight...
Loads of stellas and some moshing later, me and Carmel were covered with beer, I'd had a full (plastic) glass of whiskey thrown at me, Carmel had headbutted a full unopened bottle of water, and when I turned round at the end of the gig, she was standing there with the singers towel on her head...
Punk. Fucking. Rock.
Indeed!!!
Loads of stellas and some moshing later, me and Carmel were covered with beer, I'd had a full (plastic) glass of whiskey thrown at me, Carmel had headbutted a full unopened bottle of water, and when I turned round at the end of the gig, she was standing there with the singers towel on her head...
Punk. Fucking. Rock.
Indeed!!!
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crackheidi:
Good seeing you again last night, now I'm really kcicking myseld over Cardiff, definitely up for the nex time. As ling as the bottles are full of shiskey and not piss, it all part of the fun.
big_dave:
Insanity, pure and simple. Soz for rubbing your head wound, ooer missus, etc 