Besides making fisting kinda awkward since 1979, there was a lot of the above going on this weekend...
We shall refrain from any commentary on the woeful display on the sub-continent.
So. Friday was a night of live metal bands at ROAR. I like going there. The sound is always good and the bar staff rock. I can't even call them that anymore either. They have become good friends. Speaks volumes about my view on "rock n roll lifestyle" then...
Also I live quite close, the road home has parking bays all the way for when one might suddenly need to cease driving due to flashing blue lights in the distance.
The Thundergods opened up proceedings with a tribute to Amon Amarth, after which the vocalist from Mind Assault (100kg plus) struggled all set long to wrestle the mic away from the Birthday Girl (less than 50kg, if that). Was highly entertaining and they still managed to deliver a monumental show. Great time with great friends. Even the EX was there.
Next day was spent convalescing in bed and watching the Sri Lankan cricket team gang rape another pitiful South African cricket team. The one that starts the game off singing "God Save The Queen"...
Off to ROAR again at full speed, only to "hurry up and wait" as is usual. Played an inspired dj set to 4 trannies sitting by the bar. Spent the rest of the night gleefully running up an almighty tab, hanging with the Guitar Guy and Daddy Long Legs, among others. All the while, quietly admiring in a very unassuming way, the wonderfully cute little lady in charge of the merchandise stall. Was very well behaved. Didn't do or say anything stupid. Left with my dignity intact, even after Tarty Farty Tequila Party tried some less-than-subtle persuasion tactics... (She frog-marched the poor girl over for a chat... Oh dear...)
And then she smelled my pants! Gotta love the Tequila Tart!!!
Oh, and Axxon once again had a blistering set. Gathering fans like Julius gathers anti-Julius tweets, that lot...
Yesterday was a write off...
Happy Monster Moanday.
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With the state I was in when I got there, you lucky I just smelt your pants!! Leathers. They look so fine and smell so good! Cheers to that.. Apologies for the frogmarching, being subtle has never been strong point of mine, especially after a few tequila slammers.
ReplyDeleteIt's fine! All seeds being planted until one day I get to do some deflowering! It's just this irritating "nurturing" period inbetween that grates my tits...
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