I do. It was a killer night.
I vented so much rage onstage that my vision was going dark at times, and when I got off stage I went arse up. Got cuts from broken glass, a twisted ankle, a fucked neck, deaf as a post, lost my voice, a split lid from smashing into a microphone and I am sore everywhere. When I feel this way after a night out I KNOW that it has been a great one.
I met some awesome people last night, including a busload of over-excited asian dudes snapping away at everything in sight. Lots of cool people there and caught up with some old faces too, and walked out with a stack of material to review. AND the trouble I was half expecting didn't show up so the mayhem was able to rein without a bad taste. I have to say, one of my favourite nights out in a long time.
Finally, a huge hats off to Rowland, fast becoming THE gig promoter of the l;ocal scene. It all came together in the end, huh? We were pleased as hell to be involved in this and will definately be putting our hands up for future shows.