HJ, Tweety and others have said everything I also would say only without mentioning llamas I noticed, especially Elliots of reflecting on the gig after hearing the album come September. We all take different things from gigs and sometimes the performances merge in our memories but I always remember the before and after gigs shenanigans, I'll remember the gig as it'll stand out but the meeting old board friends with faces sits as the best memory of all. The gig was pure lost in the bliss of strings to me and speaking of um.. "lost"
In the words of Duke Michael of Buble "..cos you are not alone, I'm always there with you, and we'll get lost together"
A point Ping mentioned (I'm sure it was but I'll be corrected) , after the gig and seeing the mirrored smiles of us all, is the shared human experience that drives our blissful adventures without even getting into the nuddy and doing the rudey. These are the things that my dreams are made of (and the nuddy/rudey parts with Alison but that's another story haha)
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"Read my posts and see why we`re not allowed nice things anymore" "Brought to you straight from the People`s Republic of There`s Something Wrong With You . The Hoi Polloi Capital of the World"
You might want to wear shorts and tshirts guys. There is no air conditioning. And if you have ticket stubs or flyers (grab the flyers in the Q!) you will need them to fan yourselves. Not joking!
I've been to hotter gigs and in a mosh but I was younger, it was more discomfort of sweat rolling down body parts than anything else for me. Just take water and regularly drink some (to jealous looks around you) , the toilets are in the basement ie go down before you go up um...oo- er.
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