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I went down to the city again to see a show at ABC No Rio, but alone this time. I had a great time, walking around, checking out the city on my own. The show was a good one, even if the room the bands played in got over 100 degrees. Witch Hunt was the headliner, and they put on quite a show.

If you ever get a chance to see them, Don't hesitate to go. Hell, don't even miss a grind show, it's amazing.
Marsupialized wrote:I want a piano made out of jello.
It's the only way I'll be able to achieve the sound I hear in my head.

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Dudley wrote:
m.koren wrote:The hostel I'm staying at in San Francisco, is playing Slint's Spiderland in the reception area. No one seems to care.


Shit! Doesn't that mean that the Premier Rock Forum vanishes in a puff of smoke, and we go with it?



Yes, yes it does. I'll miss you.
Marsupialized wrote:The last time I saw her, she had some Jewish bullshit going on

ubercat wrote:You're fucking cock-tease aren't you, you little minx.

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Steve V. wrote:I saw a blowout on an Acura SUV today on the highway and had to use my most Steve McQueenish driving skills to avoid. Caused a big wreck.


Power to you. Part of the fear of driving, for me - and I'm pretty confident - is not what I may do, but what someone else may do, or may happen to their car. Powerless to prevent, and all that.

The Gringo 10 all-dayer made this weekend a persistant good mood. The detail today would be that we were presented with a pub lunch of sheer beauty, in a shady Nottingham pub with a view. It was good to the point that the suggestion was made that should we be troubled for Sunday lunch in Leeds again soon, we should suck up the hundred miles or so and go see our friends in the Queen Adelaide.
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benadrian wrote:I bought a six pack of beer to take to my friends at the bike shop. They started their summer hours. Now they close at 5pm on Saturdays. Now I've got 6 beers to drink.


You poor bastard. I know, find some scraggly guy on the corner, he'll help you out.


Yesterday was Flag Day in Hudson. The whole town becomes a pageant of John Waters-esque Americana. Parade went right past my flat, and I barely curbed myself from sniping the "Jesus Is Lord/Soldier In A Spiritual War" float with my deuce-deuce. All the mouthbreathers came out for the parade, but fortunately the carnival was way down by the river so the fuckers cleared the street by sunset. There was an airshow too, and it was crazy to see planes flip-flopping over the Hudson skyline. At the end of the night, the lady and I got to see some decent fireworks from the bedroom window, precluding the indoor display.
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