well let's put it this way; we met both of the support bands which included a stoned moustacheod crazy guy and a tony skins lookalike drummer who was quite yummy even by my shitty gay standards; we got pictures of them WITH JEFF and we acted vaguely like groupies which was very exciting. the venue was tiny in the middle of an industrial estate and it was BRIGHT BLUE and the inside was all orange and disco ish and flashing. we met a load of cool people (predominantly ginger males, coincidentally) and a gay couple and a diehard fan in a leather jacket who sort of looked like mr bean and seriously looked as if he was about to cry everytime los campesinos! played anything ever. i went a little bit crazy, and by the time we left i looked almost as rough as i did after 3 days at reading festival (except maybe slightly less dirty). i also stole a tambourine and lost a shoe.
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