So yesterday I managed to get two tickets to go see Gogol Bordello at the Mayan in downtown. So Curls and I headed down there and the person in front of us, gives us another ticket (which, after determining that there wasn't anyone who could make it downtown quick enough scalped for $15).
The Mayan is incredible! The entire club is set up on a multi-level plan, so there really isn't a bad view of the stage. Also, the entire club is decked out in Mayan artwork and carvings. It was great!
But Gogol Bordello was even better. Talk about an amazing mix of gypsy/punk music. They put on a great show and had everyone at the club dancing and jumping and having a good time.
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This morning I woke up and immediately had a 15 minute nose bleed. I guess it's to be expected since I was having a dream where a giant, spiky trebuchet looking thing hit me in the head (I was wearing a helmet...a crappy helm, but I had one on).
Yeah, talk about insanity fueled dreams...I can't remember them all, but I do remember most of them being crazy.
Anyway, gotta run.
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Cocaine's a helluva drug, man... At least the dream had nothing to do with pajamas.
ReplyDeleteThat's true... I don't even remember doing *that* much coke last night...the bubbles always tickle my nose
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