Hmmm, I must have been somewhat trolly'd, because my note pad the day after the gig was a beer stained mess of indecipherable scribbles and I was suffering from a wicked hangover. So, for better or worse here's some images from the night.
"dead......... the king of pop is dead" _lady dressed like micheal jackson (haircut and sunnies anyway) speaking on the phone in a packed train, a number of the passengers showed looks of surprise, for them, like me it was the first they had heard of it. R.I.P.