fil and i went to see metric last nite and got there uber last minute and stood at the back where everyone was talking real loud and we were psychotically annoyed so we moved near this other gaggle of new wave hags who were talking way louder so fil told them off and one got all huffy and rude and said something about well I was up at the front why don’t you go stand over there na na na na and i said to her to go talk in the fucking bathrooms then they started to dance obnoxiously which was better.
the show was great. loads of pictures. cute spastic dance moves and head shakes.
when it was over we made for the door and the haggy fatmouth said aren’t you going to clap? aren’t you going to clap for the band that you told me to shut up for?
the funny/awkward thing about it is this girl is on my friendster list but i don’t think she knew who i was or perhaps she did but didn’t want to admit to it because then she would have had to have been quiet otherwise it would be some big gay toronto shut up drama.
