london/nottingham pt. 2: and a really depressing show in manchester.
well, it wasnt that bad. check out the crowd below. (pic # 4) the first band was funny. thats all i can remember. oh, the stairs. i always remember the stairs. fuck stairs.
oh yea, proglegs and i walked around for at least two hours trying to find a bar to get a nite cap at. nothing was letting people in. we tried to go into a club, but the door guy said, "you know what kind of bar this is, mates?" he meant it was an uber-gay bar. we didnt care, really, just desperate for a drink. long story short, we ate at burger king and went to sleep. the end. here's what left of the nite(s):