Monday, July 03, 2006

Last Train Home (Never fall in love again)

Tonight after a hot and sticky day at work, it was a very hot and raucous concert at the Apollo Manchester. Joining a full house Phil and I went to see the Lost Prophets. They are a pretty hard rock band interspersing quiet slow pieces with loud fast rock, they played a really good set a lot of songs of the new album (which I don't have yet but ordering now) interspersed with their old classics my personal favourite were last train home and last summer.

I didn't realise but a large part of their fanbase seemed to be teenage girls which made me feel a bit like an ageing rocker surrounded by young women. It was fun event, the band really got the crowd going. The whole place screaming along to the songs, my ears are really ringing. Thanks to them being young girls they were shorter than me, a rarity at gigs so I could actually see really well bonus!

During the last song the crowd went mental a huge human whirlpool dragging more and more people in front of us into a human vortex, were were all drenched the high temperature coupled with lots of people jumping around really made the temperature soar. I am horse thanks to shouting I ache and I am tired but it was worth it, I had a great night though.

I've actually got this post finished there are currently two sat in the drafts folder and a load of pictures I need to upload, hopefully Ill find time soon, but I have been out a lot this weekend,
Rock on!

More Bbqs and leaving dos

I felt a bit rough this morning after the excesses of last night it had been a good one though. I woke up this morning sweating alcohol, not good I had a breakfast and sat and read the paper drinking some orange juice think that sorted me out a bit so stupidly i decided to go to the gym, I dont think I have ever been so hot and sweaty I felt like I was going to collapse by the time i finished. One of the big beefy bastard asked me to spot him whilst he lifted, felt like a proper gym goer.
This afternoon there was a bbq at Andy's house, in celebration of Andy's birthday tomorrow, Emiliy's leaving to work in London (and also the birthday of Emily's friend Kay).
Ian, Faye Paul and Danny turned up all hung over stayed long enough for a chat a few sausages cooked by Will (he wouldn't let anyone else near the BBQ, though he did a reasonable job).
I spent the day there, chatting to Kay, Andy, Emily, Will Lennie and the others. I did try and avoid Dan a rather odd looking chap in a dog collar apparently he is Kay's housemate, I think I would move out.
There were some funny moments watching Andy run around with his silly string gun spraying (silly string) all over the place. Laughing out loud as Lauren punctured a can of WD40 with a dart, Lennie managed to get it out of the house and Andy has to stand outside with WD40 pissing out all over the place.
After the first wave of bbqing there was a massive electrical storm we had been able to feel it building since I arrived the sky darkened and a few drops of rain fell so I was treated to the spectacle of Ian, Emily, Will and Danny putting up a gazebo talk about too many chiefs!
When the rain came it was incredible, the volume of rain thunder and lightning was simply ferocious, the temperature dropped from 27 to 19 in les than 30 minutes lights flicked and we covered inside as the thunder and lightning rolled through.
A late arrival Chris said the lights went out in the Trafford Centre, he said "I wish I had thought on and shouted loot loot!".
After a couple of hours the storm slackened off enough for us to resume BBQ activities under the cover of the gazebo, Will immediately go cooking the burgers, essencial bbq food sadly missing from the menu upto this point.
About 9.30 I started to fade away fast and people were either drunk or on the way so I made my excuses bid a fond farewell to Em and set off home, I pondered on the drive home whether I can really fit in with all the arty types I had found it hard sometimes to feel part of the group but then thats just me I guess.