boats and hoes
france…..i hate you, we were all super tired and rocked up to the venue in some small weird town called decines (turned out to be just out of lyon but who would’ve known).The town is weird,kinda like being in romania or something like that,no english.no open stores..10000 hair dressers and noone with good hair..someone needs training i think!!!
the people at the venue are less than helpful like every other baguette eating asshole.. “wifi” no we dont have it…the network is clearly showing up with a connection under the venue’s name, we aren’t that dumb mate..so fuck you we’ll make coffee instead,the next issue..we’re all so tired we’re excited for some drip pot coffee scum,Me and Jay notice theres some leakage from the pot “fuck it, we aren’t cleaning up” jay picks up the pot and it starts leaking…then the bottom drops out and spills 1 L of hot coffee all over the table and floor..soaking Klint’s iphone..bummerrr..the show was suprisingly OK.
the supports played for about 2hrs a peice, me and klint hung out doing merch and invented a new game.
welcome to gypsy fishing, equipment required – 1 straightened coat hanger and duct tape.
mission- to hook your hanger on random by passers causing theft or annoyance
i hooked this one girl “give me your back gypsy” turns out gypsy is a BAD word in france..the girl is pissed at me and storms off..not my fault she was wearing nasty hippy rags and looked terrible.She appears after the next band holding a whack old video camera “gypsy no have camera”…sure they don’t but you could have stolen it from somewhere.
ahhh Paris..romance capital of the world..fuck you to anyone who thinks that..rainy,grey,cold and dismal.My jeans are too long and the bottom gets all soaked and gay.We skipped the train and went to check out the eifel tower for an over priced crepe filled with nutella,for some reason i forgot its not a burrito and i get covered in chocolate.The gypsys selling their wares are out in full force,rain ,hail or shine..this nigerian rocks up to us in a CANADA hat.turns out hes not from canada..REALLLLYYY?
billo starts asking them for shit for free..they start to get pissed at him..”annoying??” now you know how we feel!! funniest shit.
we see some sights,get more wet and drink more coffee and head to the venue,at this point i fail to inform you that the venue isn’t a venue..its a boat..like a weird flat bed barge..have you ever tried to load an 8×10 ampeg cab down a wet cold gangway onto a boat? anyone say gay??
the show ended up being wild,my long lost cousin from the UK currently living in france came out with some weird international students or something and gets upfront for the start of our set…BAD MOVE!! i saw her get the shit moshed out of her and fall onto the stage a handful of times hahaha…the boat was definately rocking at this point.
