Petting Party

Yep, it’s a kitten. Would you like to know why there is a picture of a kitten headlining my review of Boys Noize? Well, the answer is simple. I didn’t take any photos. The reason I didn’t take any photos is because [my camera broke] there is no way I would put any photos of me and my friends up from the night we had. It was rammed in Fire. Rammed and absolutely baking hot. I’ve never been dripping with so much sweat in my life. Literally touching the back of your neck your hand came away totally wet. And to top that off people were knocking/throwing their drinks all over me [I was totally wasted and fell into loads of people] so I was covered head to toe in beer as well.

To be honest, there were so many casualties there [yeh, us amongst them] that after a while it became a bit much. Being shoved around so much that you’re no longer dancing, you’re merely being pushed in time to the music does lose it’s appeal.

There were too many people there and at times it was impossible to move. Which to be totally honest was a bit of a shitter when you needed a fag/fresh air. You *had* to take little breaks. I guess you could call them ‘sanity breaks’. This meant that at any one time we’d lost one of our friends. When it was my turn to be lost [actually one of several] I found my way right to the front of the DJ booth and tried to dance by myself. The good news is, after a minute he played his remix of Para One- Dundun Dun which was understandably amazing. The bad news is the crowd went mental and I weigh about 7 stone and became a human pinball.

It was a good night but it was also a total headfuck.

*Edit. I’ve made this sound awful! It really wasn’t! It was actually amazing. Just really fucking intense. Seriously, I had a wicked night

***calming and peaceful kitten image from www.thedailykitten.com***

Filed under: music, night life