impressedQueues at the oor, but the bouncer still remembers me. This is a good thing. There's sellout crap playing. This is a bad thing. Lots of vodka later, I no longer care. I hand over a list to the DJ and wait. And wait. The place is getting far too crowded and the night is far too hot, sweating like a bastard just stood there. THen...
"Woe to you, O Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the beast with wrath..."
I actively hurt people to get to the floor. Fortunately, there's a core of people back from university who are also fans of proper music. Thus, we growl at the DJ whenever tripe comes on and he changes it. I end up punching the floor and generally air-guitar-playing like I was an extra in the next Bill and Ted movie. So yes, I enjoyed myself, even though I was burning up and sweat a lake.
So, England are 245-4 at tea, 150 from the follow-on. Vaughan has done good at 131 not out. Ahhh, Iron Maiden and cricket. This is a good weekend.
