Explosions.

Explosions in the sky? More like explosions in the backside... I don't know why I get such shitty (no pun intended) luck with every other gig I go for. Big guy in front of me kept farting, giving me the full force of his asshole.

But I'm really glad that their set was so amazing, so much so that I didn't think too much about gasping for air. The opening band Eluvium was also an audio treat, and was a breath of fresh air after a poo Australian chick band that sang over music that was played from her Ipod. Eef, my ears are ringing, and I'm mad tired from standing so I will see you all later. Xoxo! Gigboy never sleeps!