10/10/05 10:36
On fri got to see deerhoof, who i'd been looking forward to for ages and ages, and they were predictably wonderful. So much great noise for such an unassuming looking bunch! The singer was about 4 foot tall, and came out with the most endearingly terrible dance moves ever, but she played guitar like a mother fucker, had a voice that could shatter glass, and was a totally incredable focal point. Perhaps even better was the drummer, who looked absolutely weedy, and played with only a bass drum, snare and a (broken) hi-hat, and still made the most amazing noise ever. Splinters of wood showered everywhere, wowee it was great. And i got their set list!!!! Hoorah. And autographs, and a t-shirt (which i got the singer to pick for me). This is why independant bands are so good to see live; for £15 (inc ticket + t shirt) i got an amazing gig, a chance to meet the band, and fashion advice too.
And then the next day, after getting up at 7 am ( :( ) i got to see becky!! After talking to a crack head on the train on the way over (why am i a magnet for drug adicts on public transport??) for over an hour, it made seeing her at the platform that much more wonderful. I saw her dingy little room (heh heh), her lovely flat, her quiet flatmates (made me realise how full on living in halls actually is) and the super posh wharf that she lives on. I swear she's turning into a yuppie. Totally amazing to see her, im jumping around even tho i'm knackered and ive got lots of work to do. Bt still, great wekend
I'm pretty sure you actually paid for my ticket too - thanks btw
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