The Dodos, Red and Purple

The gig was actually quite good, I was however not so good after sinking far too many pints to stand up unassisted and spent most of the gig propping myself up on the Merch table, praying there would be no encore, not so much because the music was bad, the music was quite good, I just literally was having trouble standing.

The real reason I went was this charming chap, a Pommy Bastard from way back when who now resides in Thailand working for the Merchant Navy. Jason and I basically became friends because he used to torment raver kids about Smacky Pingas, that and he introduced me to Żubrówka and Style Wars and numerous other things that I won’t disclose on the Internet. He is the funniest person in the world and I am going to miss him when he goes home. How emo.

PS. Never give him a Microphone, if you want to know why go to Summadayze and listen to him tell a group of Greeks they are the Back Wax Crew.

Pre-drinks at the Union, I took this one so when I woke up this morning and said How did I end up so drunk last night? I would remember that Jason made me drink Zubrowka shots, which is why I ended up so drunk last night.

This is the clearest picture I took of the band, sorta what it looked like from my perspective by that stage anyway.

The one thing I don’t love about venues on the North Side is they tend to be filled with Hippy Poem Graff, which I am not down with.

Squinting because of the Agressive Emo Folk Rock

Apres Agressive Emo we headed to Cookie, as it is really one of the decent only places that is open till 3am on a Tuesday night, Jason was drinking Top Shelf Patrón whilst I hit up the Averna and fresh Orange. I love this drink lately, there is a bottle in my bathroom.

I should have been hitting the water by this stage as evidenced by this flick where I am struggling to focus. Cute in a drunky kind of way. Note that I have now stolen Jason’s cardigan so I could see his Tattoo’s.

I fucking love his tattoo’s.

So now my weekend is officially over. I am working Thursday to Sunday so there won’t be much partying for me, which is good because Partying costs way more money than it should and I am sick of spending all my Cash on Pints and 7-11 Munch Sandwiches at 2am. I miss Alex and I think she is back tomorrow so maybe we could all catch up at Pellegrini’s sometime soon. Stay tuned for more adventures.