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| Current music: | The Business: Smash the discos |
Once again, nobody had a problem except for me.
Okay, the psyche-dance night went as it was suppoused to after all. People said I worried too much and I admit, I did but hey, I also had no clue what we were suppoused to do there and in case "something went wrong". Would you have me use my common sense?
Well, Joni and I had all sorts of funny plans to use our common sense if we would get bored or something. Like giving them hippies the old ironbar justice, stealing their money and their drugs, using scissors on them since they obviously cant themselves and all that jazz. But we didnt get bored. In the end of the day we were just too damn.... Lets not go there, shall we.
But they knew we were opossed to this when they agreed to these people to have this. And we havent changed our views but... and...
More people showed up at work than we were prepeared so we didnt get as much beer as promised. But hey, so what? There were no fights, nobody tried to steal anything, nobody tried to fuck with us and we actually sold more beer than we thought we would. And soda pops. And the house is gonna get a good cut of the action. So everything was worth it afterall. Not to mention we got the thumbs up from the people there. Actually, I havent been thanked so many times during my shift before. And so on...
But if you ask me. This was the first and the last time. Didnt this place get rented becausce there was no decent place to have PUNK shows? The history has shown that if you give your little finger to them, they will eventually take your whole fucking hand.
So when is the next DECENT show, then? Hmm...???
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