tequilaraymax

Gig last night. With Drunk Granny, who were really good. They picked up an androgynous drugged-up drifter in a shop before the show. I think the idea was he was gonna sing (wail into a microphone) during one song, but what actually happened was he kept crashing the stage and tried to have fully clothed sex with Debi Granny mid-song. The girls kept shooing him away and I had to pull him off stage at one point. When they were done, the "compere" announced the name of the band and the end of the set, at which point the drifter threw his arms back and shouted "But what about meeeeee!?!", clearly feeling cheated for being denied his two minutes of wailing. Hey, that's what you get if you try to fuck the singer, I guess.