Sunday, March 7, 2010

sad (two) state of affairs

Going to a gig tonight. I used to go to gigs three or four nights a week. Then two nights a week. Then every Saturday. Then now and then. These days I barely gig at all.

I discovered just how little I gig on the realisation that if I wanted to last the evening in the mosh pit I was going to have to strap my ankle.

And I'm leaving a pair of glasses in the car, because I know I'll never last all night with the contacts in (glasses are contra-indicated to moshing).

Worse of all, as I'm leaving my glasses in the car, I guess that means I'm driving. No beer.

..... mercy, when did I turn into this person???