Petrol (Cut up mix)/Normal 44
Apr. 2nd, 2007 11:04 amThe way that people in London react when you tell them that you've just turned up for a gig is a bit odd. It's like you've covered some unimaginable interstellar distance and that if the considered such a voyage, they'd fall off the edge of their oystercard and perish in the fiery pits of hell. Or Woking.
Mind you, they probably bussed in some surly troglodytes from Woking's fiery pits to work the night shift at Reading services.
Jabbered, as is my wont, at a random bunch of lovely people. Hopefully didn't scare any of them off.
Was greeted by Uncle Nem thrusting a flyer in my hand. Had it not become quickly obvious that he was out of practice, that and Friday night would have made a chap think that the whole of the 21st century was just an over-long nightmare.
Lurched out of the tab-fume fog at
poggs to inform him that I'd been sleeping in his dustbins. He appeared mildly concerned by this new intelligence.
Today I am going to be mostly asleep. Do try to keep the noise down, there's good chaps.
Mind you, they probably bussed in some surly troglodytes from Woking's fiery pits to work the night shift at Reading services.
Jabbered, as is my wont, at a random bunch of lovely people. Hopefully didn't scare any of them off.
Was greeted by Uncle Nem thrusting a flyer in my hand. Had it not become quickly obvious that he was out of practice, that and Friday night would have made a chap think that the whole of the 21st century was just an over-long nightmare.
Lurched out of the tab-fume fog at
Today I am going to be mostly asleep. Do try to keep the noise down, there's good chaps.