All Hell Breaks Loose, I Just Wanna Ride the Tram Home
After seeing a movie at my local cinema i decide on a lark to take the tram home as opposed to my usual walk. However the tram creeps along at a pace slower than walking and takes 15 minutes to get to the next stop. I get out only to be surrounded by a small horde of guys wearing tracksuits and bad cologne, a few of them had been walking slowly along the tram line. They were heading in the direction of Blaha Lujza ter, which made sense considering the BBC report about night two of the shit going down in bpest.
In other news, not that i would ever be caught dead holding one (memory of keeping the Prague version underneath a table to avoid been seen with)... but, hey, my first appearance in one. Thanks Steve for the shout out in the new LP budapest! (No doubt he was taken with my advice on avoiding guys in tracksuits and bad cologne)
And finally, i don't know why it took me several months to stumble upon, but the Killed by Death record blog has me almost literally shitting my pants... SO MUCH juicy good post-punkness.