We went to see Galantis last night. Only one of the best bands to come out of Sweden in the last couple of years.
Love them. And fucking loved that concert. Everyone was dancing, the band stood on the table having the time of their life and George and me had vodka redbull.
George had barely seen them before but I think my crazy dancing (and the fireball shot) convinced him of epicness
Because they were.
After the concert we went back into town and met up with Harry, Charlie and Maria for a little cheeky after party at Portside. Even if it’s closed nowadays. That’s why you know people who know people…
Drinks tonight got cancelled. Stupid happy about that. That means home time. And smelly candle time. Big up for autumn.
Only 46 working days until Christmas holidays.