So I went to a screamo gig with a friends little brother tonight, and I have to say it was a bit more hectic than I expected it to be.
Just rock up out the front and chill with a few of his friends that happened to remember me from school, they were a bit suprised to see me because they didn't expect me to be into that stuff. About 5 minutes later an unknown girl kept saying to me 'I looked English' ....how can a person look English? Imran couldn't resist telling them all I was infact Scottish which kind of set off an impersonate-a-thon; everything from Braveheart to Fat Bastard "YOU KEEP YA MOJO, YOU KEEP YA MONEY......AND I GET YUR BABBYYYY" *licks lips*.
Ok onto the gig, it was indeed hectic as previously stated, I had to be alot more alert with what was going down that I thought. There were these guys from Redcliffe there apparently to just cause trouble, which could be backed up by starting two little brawls and one mass fight. Even during an intermission one of them went past me and tried to start me with the lovely vocab of "What the fuck are you looking at cunt?" I wasnt even looking at him.....-.-......he then decided so stand a few metres away from me for about another minute talking some ridiculous trash which I basically rubber eared. Maybe he thought I was a threat because of my Ninja Turtles shirt?
Wish for Wings was sweet, everyone in the pit pretty much went ballistic for half an hour while they played. Great to watch....I really wanna learn to do all of that shit, I just was not keen on getting fucked up tonight by some fat guy doing really lazy cart-wheels that were right in line with my balls.
Oh yea, i stopped like 10 people tonight from getting done for J-walking by the cops, lucky i'm awesome and noticed the situation.
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