555 Boford Street

Mental week - Was classy. Monday - Worked at night, walked to work and my hair was electrified! Decent shift, and everyone shimmied out early.Tuesday - Worked at night again, this time on the desk with NOTHING happening. Used the opportunity to do some valuable research.Wednesday - Had a band practise with Billy Liar, awesome as usual. Got a wee look at our new private studio thats getting made. Went to the tron with iain where i met Wilson to go See Make Model and Blood Red Shoes. Turns out it was sold out, and Wilson only had him+1 - there were 5 of us. Also turns out, Make Model had to pull the show cos one of the boys walked into a girder and had to go to hospital. I got the +1 because i had the car, and the other guys went and got drunk. Blood Red Shoes came on and talked for 20 minutes due to technical difficultuies, the crowd were getting impatient. When they got down to it they were pretty good! All a wee bit samey.. Went to the tron for a while then drove charlie home.Thursday - Worked a nice wee 8 - 6. Walked home in the pissing rain.Friday - Commencement of the tour. Loaded up the bus, Billy Liar boys + Chin and Lorry(sorry man, its gonna stick)We bought some walkie talkies to communicate in the bus cos it was so big. They also made a very annoying feedback sound when you put them together...annoying for john. Up to Aberdeen, stopped off at Donnoter Castle. Played Usual spot - it started Blizzarding. Sang Blazing Squads new hit single - In The Snow. Made it to Aberdeen, had a Steak Stir Fry. Headed to the venue. Changed bus from Travel mode to Dressing Room Mode. Had a beer, went on, did our thing - Natalie came along too - good show. Afterwards we got wasted. I walked into a toy forklift. Some mad Bagpipe Punk band playing haha. OI Polloi were pretty good. Cut my head in a human pyramid. Ran about for ages looking for a Kebab shop. We got a 7 seat taxi to 555 Boford street, john communicated in the front via walkie talkie. I got out the taxi and ran to the garage, shan served me. walking back, i slipped in the snow and covered myself in bruises. Had a few drinks at chinnerys, Slept on a fucking bean bag which was so uncomfortable. Saturday - During the night chinnery walked in, took daves bottle of JD and walked out. Went to wetherspoons for breakfast, i threw up after eating an egg. Came back to find my breakfast was gone. I was told the girl was keeping it warm for me(duh). I went to ask for it back, knocking over a chair on the way. the girl didnt know what i was on about. Came back and it was on my table...bloody stupid. Loaded up the bus, and hit the road. A collective decision for mcflurrys was made. Bellshill tonight. Stayed at Stephs in glasgow. Pulled up at bellshill, it was such a shit hole, and we were scared of getting stabbed. Turns out 2 bands had pulled out. Only us and 1 other. As a result, it was dead, it hadnt been promoted well. Maybe 20 folk there.Was good fun though. Everyone thought we were awesome - which we were - There was a cd player on throughout our whole set, playing songs such as shakira. It was quite tho, so not too bad. We fucked up the start of is it me. Had to start again. Iain started playing The Usual Spot with his Capo on the wrong fret (We had worked on this during practises) I was all like 'Stop, Look at your guitar'. The ending of Techno Party Sounded awesome. Weve decided to throw in ASBO as an encore type thing for all the punks. Got drunk afterwards. During the next bands set, John was holding iain upside down. I punched john and they crumpled to the floor. Iain then fell through a table where some old guy was drinking his pint. Brilliance. Daves shades got smashed ahaha. The roughmute lads drove from Falkirk to see us, thats a good effort. Cock had a matching cut on his forehead to me. His was a bit bigger cos he walked into an actual forklift - The accompanying story was class. Back to glasgow. Couple beers at stephs, then walking along glasgow singing songs and drinking. We got stopped by undercover police. Dave was asking them if our walkie talkies would work on their frequency hahahaha. Dave talks utter shit, its so funny. We went to the QMU while john went away shagging at 555 Bofurd Street. There was actually NOone in the QMU - whats that all about? we couldnt find anyone in glasgow atall. I had the worst kebab ever - ever ever. Im not having another kebab till march. Gay. For some reason we got a taxi back to stephs, which was probably a good thing since we were walking the wrong way. got their, and john wasnt there. and we didnt have keys. Eventually Steph let us in..apparently she was awake. John returned, covered in scratches similar to that if he had fought a mountain cat. I SLEPT ON A FUCKING BEAN BAG AGAIN!!!!Sunday - Went for breakfast in good old papa gils - was a bit rubbish. £1.50 for a can of coke which tubby assumed was free with the breakfast. Oh yeah, tubby came too!! Loaded up the bus and hit the road. Back to Johns to clean the car, i finally found Mr Samsung. 5 of us squeezed into the lupo. To EMONDO. Had a fair share of wine. Went to Mr Modos with Sarah and Maisie for some cocktails, was good fun. Not too much on this week, doing a couple 6pm till 6am shifts at work, will be mad. Going to see Arkane Kore at The Ark on Saturday. Till next time - go to 555 Boford Street