Saturday - the day of the wee jobby
Saturday was the blowout day. We started
drinking on the way to the arena and didn't really stop until bed time, so much
of it is a bit of a blur. From what I remember I had a good time.
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I actually was brave did a stint in the mosh pit at Anti Flag since they filled me with drunken
rage about the government and stuff. I forgot how good they are.
I'd never heard Tesseract before, but I liked them so much
that I'm listening to them while writing this post. The lead matey has a really
nice voice and it made me have feelings.
Deftones were good. Another band I've not listened to for
ages. Download is really just a huge culmination of my fave bands from my
teenage years and maybe early twenties. So much nostalgia.
I don't actually remember much of Black Sabbath, but I do
remember calling my mum and insisting I told my step dad that Ozzy was right
there and that he should be jealous.
My main memory of Saturday night is of
meeting up with some dudes that Faffy knows from a previous Download, who just
so happened to be from Scotland. I spent the rest of the night shouting about
WEE JOBBIES, since I once had an incident with a wee jobby... (down south a "jobby" generally refers to a thingemyob or what whatdyoucallit, whereas up north it means a poo. This got confusing once when I sent an email to someone at work referencing the "jobby". They were northern.)