East End Noise
One problem with having impeccable taste in music is finding people to go to events with. Most of my friends are tone-deaf morons who would rather listen to Scissor Sisters than Sissy Spacek, so I'm chuffed as nuts that my mate Ben has agreed to come to an all-day noise festival in Bethnal Green with me. "That's a lot of chin-stroking", he said, "I'm up for it".
And should eight hours of earnest young men screaming at their laptops prove too much for one sitting, we can always pop out for a quiet pint - just as long as we're back in time for Testicle Hazard.
And should eight hours of earnest young men screaming at their laptops prove too much for one sitting, we can always pop out for a quiet pint - just as long as we're back in time for Testicle Hazard.
posted by hungbunny at 2:04 pm
5 Comments:
If you're there early you should get yourself some brekky at Pellici's on Bethnal Green Road - well nice.
Wouldn't count on it....they eat media-types like you for breakfast.
Oh dear.
Scissor Sisters = Testicle Hazard?
Never question the existence of squawling Nords. I'll podcast some, then you'll be sorry.
By the way Uncle Mikey, that was the best punchline I've never thought of. You bastard.
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