Am I the only person that leaves the Polling Station feeling like I've probably made an awful mistake? Like accidently voting for the BNP? I feel so nervous making a simple cross or two...
Today, I made four. Yes, Green, Green, Green. Well, I hope I did.
So, will my vote count or should I have put it here?
Me and a bunch of school kids jumped around like loons. Was it chaotic? Yeah, too right!
Best Coast's decision to play an unprepared cover of Blink 182's Dammit, with support acts in tow, created mayhem.
Band members took to crowd surfing and a girl from the audience found herself on stage, looking somewhat disoriented. We could all see her thought process, "Should I get off or should I pull a friend up? I sure as hell feel exposed up here alone." Cue the invasion: kids clambering over each other to fill that gap. If that wasn't today's number 1 topic in the school yard, I'll shoot myself in the toe: a stage invasion with 2 songs to go.
Best Coast played a natural set, lacking in pretension, and the crowd offered adoration. I like a gig where band and audience unite and, in doing so, create something special. The kids are fucking ace.
I hope Bethany enjoys having a wank and petting her cat. She said that was her homecoming plan. The last night of the tour was tops.
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