Well I never wrote about the Kid Loco concert so here goes....
It was ill. I mean as in licensed to ill. I went with my better half, despite the fact we both had final presentations in Project Management due the next day. Everyone was scrambling to get finished but not us because deep down inside we don;t give a damn. Linda had never heard of Kid loco and I had never seen him before. I pictured him a skinny French guy with a widows peak. I don't know what made me think he was French. I think it was the music. He was a skinny French guy with a widows peak.
The venue was 93 Feet East which is in East London on brick lane near all the cheap Asian restaurants.
Kid Loco was spinning when we got there and he wasn;t playing anything off the albums at all. In fact he was spinning standard dance music like remixes of 'pump up the volume' opening for his English band Destination Lounge which is kind of a cross between VU and Blur and Bob Dylan, and worth seeing for sure especially if M. Loco is there.
I drank Becks and Linda drank Tiger until I noticed that my Becks were only 275 ml and her Tigers were 333 ml and so then I switched because they were the same price. Linda normally drinks as much as I do despite the fact she is a girl and weighs 30 kilos less than me.
Well afer the concert Kid Loco came on again and spun some tunes and everyone danced but we left a little early to get some curry and nan to soak up the alcohol because we didn't want to be hungover for the presentations. I never got a chance to tell Kid Loco to come to Seattle like I promised McCutcheon.
And no I didn't buy a tee shirt because they read Departure Lounge and not Kid Loco and I think Departure Lounge sounds like a club night or an airport waiting room and I don't need any more tee shirts that make no sense.