Offline and beer<\/b>
After all the work, I’m happy to say that Thursday’s Offline was a fabulous success – the place was packed, 13 of the 14 DJs booked showed up and the cabaret room rocked!<\/p>\n
As ever, there were a few hitches – Dr Jazzz’s electric piano steadfastly refused to utter a single note, the bar became five deep with impatient, thirsty drinkers and I seemed to have spent an inordinate amount of time perched atop wobbly, perilously high ladders, coaxing projectors and laptops into life.<\/p>\n
But I finally got to DJ in the big room and managed to get gloriously drunk by the end of the night. And that’s a fine night by any standard!<\/p>\n
Happily, the verdict from the u75 massive seemed to be that it was one of the best Offlines ever – so bring on the next one! (currently pencilled in for Jan 27th).<\/p>\n
Today, I’m aimlessly wandering around town vainly hoping to stumble across shop displays stuffed of witty, clever and economical gifts that will thrill and woo friends and family alike.<\/p>\n
Yeah, like fuck. All I’m seeing is the usual tacky nonsense and over-priced bits of fluff.<\/p>\n
Truth be told, I’m utterly crap at this present buying lark. I never know what to get people, so usually end up buying a load of cack in a desperate last minute dash on Christmas Eve. And then I have to face the embarrassment of handing over my useless trinket as I receive something clever, witty and funny in exchange.<\/p>\n
(three hours later)<\/p>\n
Well, after an eternity aimlessly drifting around brightly lit stores pumping out cheesy ho-ho-fucking-ho Christmas songs, I ended up in Fopp Records and bought five CDs for myself.<\/p>\n
Not a good start to the Christmas shopping, then!<\/p>\n
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