I recently stumbled upon the magazine that had alerted me to the suicide girls site, and it got me thinking of that crazy nightit started off when I headed out to see stereolab at the garage in london.
I had delayed my flight back to south Africa by 2 weeks, to see the concert, but I hadnt managed to get tickets to the gig beforehand (figuring thered be touts around, I wasnt fazed)after waiting outside for like hour and a half, and with about 30 other people also looking for tickets, it wasnt looking too promising (there where just no touts to be found that night).
By a stroke of luck, about 5 minutes before the band was about to start, I managed to score a ticket bonus! Grabbed a beer and settled in for an awesome gig,
On my way to another club after the gig, someone handed me a copy of nude magazine. Tucked it in a pocket and headed on my way to buffalo bar. A few beers later, I spotted laetitia saedier from stereolab and attempted to have a conversation but drunkenness and sudden stage fright saw that effort ending after only a couple of awkward sentences.
After sliding a couple more beers down the gullet, buffalo bar closed, and after some serious indecisiveness about where to go next, myself, some mates, the dj from buffalo bar, and a couple other people, finally decided to walk to a Russian social club for a game of pool.
It was supposed to be a 20 min walk1 hour laterstill walkingeventually made our way into this dodgy looking placetalked shit, played pool, left and ended up at some dudes place that wed met that evening. I saw him on satellite a couple weeks later on ftv ( he was a hair stylist). Genuine bloke.
Woke up in the morning, headed off to buy some music, some food, made a quick afternoon detour via hyde park for lunch, and then headed off to catch my flight back to s.a. where I read the mag Id been handed the previous evening, and thats where I first heard about sg.
I had delayed my flight back to south Africa by 2 weeks, to see the concert, but I hadnt managed to get tickets to the gig beforehand (figuring thered be touts around, I wasnt fazed)after waiting outside for like hour and a half, and with about 30 other people also looking for tickets, it wasnt looking too promising (there where just no touts to be found that night).
By a stroke of luck, about 5 minutes before the band was about to start, I managed to score a ticket bonus! Grabbed a beer and settled in for an awesome gig,
On my way to another club after the gig, someone handed me a copy of nude magazine. Tucked it in a pocket and headed on my way to buffalo bar. A few beers later, I spotted laetitia saedier from stereolab and attempted to have a conversation but drunkenness and sudden stage fright saw that effort ending after only a couple of awkward sentences.
After sliding a couple more beers down the gullet, buffalo bar closed, and after some serious indecisiveness about where to go next, myself, some mates, the dj from buffalo bar, and a couple other people, finally decided to walk to a Russian social club for a game of pool.
It was supposed to be a 20 min walk1 hour laterstill walkingeventually made our way into this dodgy looking placetalked shit, played pool, left and ended up at some dudes place that wed met that evening. I saw him on satellite a couple weeks later on ftv ( he was a hair stylist). Genuine bloke.
Woke up in the morning, headed off to buy some music, some food, made a quick afternoon detour via hyde park for lunch, and then headed off to catch my flight back to s.a. where I read the mag Id been handed the previous evening, and thats where I first heard about sg.
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visara:
You changed your profile pic? I like it!
angrboda:
When you have a mo, why don't you drop by & sign up with SGZA 