We went to a gig, it was only good because it’s such an exceptional band and I had my crush with me. I’ve never liked the venue; it’s long and thin with the stage at the end so it’s hard to see much and the shape of the room doesn’t welcome good acoustics at all.
However, the music was fab but I have one thing I need to say to another audience member: hello, I’m glad you wanted to stand so close to me that you almost knocked me backwards therefore affording you my spot. I had a good spot in which I could see half the stage between two taller people’s heads. Had I ended up where you were trying to push me I would have been looking at the back of Mr Over-six-feet-tall’s head. So, my lovely, I have twenty years of gigging experience on you and I’ve never lost a battle for space yet. Hope the back of six feet tall guy’s head looked nice.
Because most people don’t realise just how bitchy I’m capable of being, just you guys 😉😂