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John Butler Trio - never heard of them? That's probably because they're not all that good. Anyhow, we managed to score 2 free tickets to see them, which was a good thing, cos they sold out in days 7 or so.
I wouldn't have paid to see this band, but we're connected like a lego block To another lego block. Fudd was nice enough to get us some
Ok, in preparing for a concert, you need 2 things well 1 really you need beer our beer of choice? The Pale Ale Sidey. While beer is important in any diet, providing something to soak that beer up is also pretty important Sausages were that substance today and fuck, they were good.
After eating, the third member of our team for the visit arrived. Kath. She was going to be handy for photo's at the concert. A guy can not get away with pushing through a crowd and yelling to the lead singer "Can you please smile for the camera? ". But chicks can do that I think it's cos everybody wants to fuck chicks. The venue for the concert was the "Wild West Sports Saloon". They played a lot of sport back in the Wild West times they especially liked Ice Hockey. Anyway, as a venue, the Wild West Sports Saloon kinda sucked. It was small and full of ferrals. But with so many ferrals around, we looked fucken good.
The support band was a band called "Waiter" they were fantastic I can't wait to see them again. Anyway, while they were on, we watched the cricket, Tasmanian Jamie Cox was playing for Somerset against Yorkshire unfortunately he pulled a full toss off his hip down the throat of a fielder and went out for 64, Somerset lost, Waiter sucked. We saw a few people we knew Megan, the Wing Defense of our netball team was there. She's a bit of a sexy bitch, so it was cool to see her out, when her mind isn't purely focussed on protecting her wing.
Chicks really like hugging us I've determined that a good way to get them to smile is to pretend that you can't get the camera to work it even works on cowgirls.
So after some photo's with chicks and a whole lot more beer, it was time for the John Butler Trio. "Wooh" yelled one member of the crowd. "You rock!" yelled a ferral to my right. And the John Butler Trio arrived on stage with just one member John Butler.
This fella played a couple of cool songs by himself, perhaps he was playing by himself cos his band is shit. Cos it all went downhill from here. Their music basically consisted of him singing some hokey country and western ballads, with the band rocking out like some punk band in between his ramblings. This seemed to appeal to many of the ferrals perhaps they didn't even mind his American accent, though the fella is Australian.
Midway through the concert, Tara came to chat she's an old friend of Sammi. She was a bit of a dirty slut. I used my "oh the camera doesn't work" method to get her to smile. Ok, so we talked to her briefly and by this time we'd had a lot to drink so we're both starting to feel like we'd like to find a shag and go home. I suggested Sammi could take Tara, but he was not interested "She wears ugboots".
We'd had enough, we decided to leave I don't know whether it was the thought of sex, or that the band sucked, but we headed to Club Surreal, a well known meat market.
We stayed at Surreal for maybe 20 seconds, long enough to take the photo and have security come after us to ask why we were taking a photo. While not a successful evening concert wise, we used our drunken state to our advantage, we began The Se7ens Project, bought a pizza and went home. We'd forgotten Kath, she came around later, she wasn't very happy with us, apparently, she "could have been raped". She probably could have but these are the risks you take when you go out with the boys from ahouseneayou.com. you
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