tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908097480376132531.post6014834684157127480..comments2023-10-28T08:38:32.754+01:00Comments on A layer of chips: All day, and most of the nightA layer of chipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05093396895247679776noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908097480376132531.post-21721477878961505992012-03-04T15:00:15.255+00:002012-03-04T15:00:15.255+00:00I've yet to write up my report of Friday night...I've yet to write up my report of Friday night but I was worried that strange man would figure too highly so I'll chunter on about him here, I didn't really notice him until Shrag were on and then I was intrigued by him for most of their set... he seemed to want to be all lairy and leery and he seemed to struggle to contain it, I think he had taken of drink... he seemed to half want to have fun and enjoy himself and half want to tell us what twats we were for liking this music and enjoying ourselves and then another half (never been good at maths) wanted to be all sexually suggestive... it didn't help that he looked like freddie fisher from off big brother who I'd thankfully forgotten about until reading this adam curtis blog (http://www.bbc.co.uk/blogs/adamcurtis/2011/12/the_bitch_the_stud_and_the_pra.html) a week or so ago... I don't want to disparage anyone but he was a bit of an arse... I think it was only a few people that noticed him because he was so meek in being a dick, I was intrigued by the inner struggle he was clearly going through... clinically fascinating, but it saves time to just call him a 'dick', granteda fog of ideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15682778424637149836noreply@blogger.com