WAY OF THE BAT GUANO
yup, without even planning it that way, this weekend wuz thick in bat shit.. freaking bats everywhere.. climbing the walls.. projected onto screens.. blasted out've loud speakers.. drunk out've tall glasses.. it wuz like some kind've insidious marketing exercise.. keep bats on the brain.. beat me senseless with it.. repeat it like a matra drilling into my skull until all I could say is "BAT" over and over like Dustin Hoffman in that movie.. (no, not the one with the bats.. if he ever WAS in a movie with bats in it.. the other one.. yeah, that one..)
so wot exactly did I do? and why weren't YOU there? what the hell were YOU doing this weekend? staying at home? hiding indoors from the icey cold and pouring rain? building a little home entertainment cave for y'self to hibernate in? yoooooo wimpy whiny little bitches.. yooooo make me sick.. HA!
yeah.. have a look at my photos.. THIS is wot you missed out on..
and now for the post mortem..FRIDAY NIGHT
a cold miserable crap of a night but I went out anywaze.. heading out to see the new BATMAN movie, "Batman Begins" (and yeah.. go see it coz it really rocks.. it's got like mutha fucking ninja's in it n shit.. yeah!).. after the movie I went for a vague wander into various venues in Rundle St looking for trouble.. walking into the Austral whilst they were showing the 'ol Tim Burton directed "BATMAN" on the video screen.. (damn near freaked me out it did).. I eventually found a few freaks at Jade Monkey.. sunk a few beers at the Crown N Anchor and got totally destroyed (once again) at Shots.. (yeah, it's a cheesy place.. but at 2AM - 4AM Friday nights its the best place to get totally fucked up on the dancefloor..)SATURDAY NIGHT
I was really planning to stay home, no really I was.. I mean, did you SEE the weather out there that night? it wuz a freaking shitstorm out there.. and yet.. at the last minute.. somebody SMS'd me mentioning "Bit By Bats at Enigma" and "Cheap Beer" (yes.. AGAIN with the bats..) and I wuz on the next bus in.. oh, and apparently they were playing support for some band called "FAKER".. but yeah.. I didn't really give a shit about them.. 2-3 vaguely decent songs and a whole bunch of emo happy filler? eh.. fuckit.. about 6-7 beers later, I think I vaguely remember making a sequel to the "spoz dog" at some Felafel house in Hindley St when some nameless idiot thought it'd be hilarious if I combined a meat pie with a hotdog + cheese + bacon + onion.. and yeah.. despite wot you may be thinking.. it tasted FUCKEN good.. (not recommended for all pissheads tho'.. coz it really makes a complete mess of a hotdog..)
around 2AM I ended up at the last night of "BANG!" at Fowlers Live wooping it up like a retarded llama.. (translation - this fat bastard of a wacky DJ - "Ian Bell" cranking a mix of indie funkiness and really shite 80's cheese in a huge cavernous sort've warehouse type venue.. and yeah.. don't the kids just love it..) finally catching a very drunken taxi home at 5AM..
not a huge weekend..
quite a random weekend..
a icey cold weekend..
yeah, I can kinda understand why YOU wimps stayed home..
but, at least I fought on regardless..
you know WHY?
coz I freaking KICK ARSE.. that's why..
yeah.. where's my damn medal.. you ungrateful stinkers!
..end weekend rant..
Previously on Spoz's Rant: Lo-Fidelity Allstars