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If any people reading this havent seen the Foo Fighters live yet, I suggest that you get right on it (I know one person looks at my blog... i'm just assuming a second person may pop in at some stage). Those dudes friggin rock! It was crazy to think that, last Tuesday in Melbourne, singing in front of me was Dave "I Used To Be In Nirvana" Grohl, who has the best, most kickarse personality when it comes to the crowd. He got everyone into the songs, he actually ran through the crowd and stood on a table while trading riffs with his other guitarist who was still on stage, and hammed it up for the camera's... just seemed like a top bloke. I know I saw Blink182 in Sydney last year, and those guys were just downright cocks. I drive 6 hours to Sydney and they just act like they dont care... it's just another night... fuck the fans. I think they're just too damned cool to care now.
In other news, Melbourne was awesome. Caught up with Cammo, Spiller, Musil, Harry and Kiero. Had a few frothy's at the 'Transport bar' in Federation square. Now, it looked pretty swanky, but holy shit. It was a Tuesday night and that joint was rocking! Gorgeous girl after girl walked in, all dolled up and lookin' purty while me and my mates had our jaws on the table, enjoying the view as we had $7.00 (!!!) pints of Carlton Bloody Draught. There was one particular girl who was wearing a black cocktail dress, and looked very Mischa Barton-esque. She had the most magnificent cans, and while I was subtly perving, Spiller pointed out that the ceilings had mirrors on them. Best view ever! Although it troubles me that he has the perving down to such a fine art. I had to move back to a specific angle to see anything, but he seemed to have that shit down pat.
On the job front, there seems to be a lot of shit-eating on the horizon. BP need someone to work, and, despite me leaving the joint 2 years ago with a resignation scribbled on the back of a receipt and left on the bosses desk, they seem to want me back.
I will keep looking for a job though... my ass needs a sound kicking if im working there for more than 3 months... but Jason needs new shoes... and jason is fucking skint.
-j