convention monkey consequences

[burntcopper]

Gah. still without a lemon in the hunt for something for jamjar. Really should've stalked FP on saturday, but no-one could be arsed to go.

In other news, I've just turned up in a set of official gig photos for a band I went to see ages ago. :sigh: at least they got a decent angle. To explain. They were doing 'Don't Blame it on the Sunshine', were demonstrating how to do the gestures, and me, little con-dancing monkey that I am, did them automatically. And I was on the front row, and they went 'Hang on, she does it better than we do!' so dragged me up on stage to demonstrate while I threatened to kill them. I dread the day a band decides to demonstrate Dr Who, Saturday Night, the Macarena, Kung Fu Fighting, 5,6,7,8, Year 3000, the Hustle (though we do it on speed), Men in Black, or owt else. :muses: I still have to learn the Electric Slide.

Comments

[birdsflying]

were you blaming the good times in that photo? :g:

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

I believe I just couldn't control my feet.

[dougggie.livejournal.com]

There's a band in the photo? They're very incognito :)

[burntcopper.livejournal.com]

:g: they're wearing dark suits and it is a dark club. Plus, they're an acapella band. Allll about the stealth harmonising to make you go 'ooo, this is nice, holy fuck, where did *that* come from?'. I blame myself - I'm easy to pick out because I'm normally wearing bright red and/or white when venturing out - combine that with the blonde, loud and glued to dancefloor factors...