It was fab. All that wait since last week's entry finally paid off. Fairly similar to last month's Time Tunnel except it was jammed packed then. This one was rather deserted. Well at least there's more space to dance.
Hardwire @ Arena 2004
The lights
The crowd
The fairy
The kitty
The shufflers
DJ Jon Langford (UK) & the massive visual screen
Apparently i got the best deal in the market which was pretty hard to get a hold of. Mr.K and his mates have been searching high and low for it since their last drop at the start of the year. Unfortunately, i got a little too worried about a particular mate who has low tolerance on chemicals/alcohol & therefore my alertness got the better of me & somehow managed to fade the buzz. Now ain't that dandy.
Some might find me odd but when i'm out clubbing, i'd like to be left alone & appreciate the music. A little bit of chat here & there is fine but when someone is in my face too much, i get irritated & feel the desperate urge to make a dash towards the nearest exit. Then there are those who brag about being filthy rich and practically worship money, yet live on other's water bottles. Don't get me wrong. I absolutely don't mind sharing. In fact, it worries me when people are not drinking as much water. The irony is that one can afford to purchase three A$40.00 pills (ea) but found the cost of a A$4.00 water ridiculously expensive. Strange that.
Time to call it a day i guess. Ramadhan is approaching very soon. I don't think i have that much willpower to live with a guilty conscience by going out clubbing, tripping my head off while people back home are performing the terawih. Not that what i am doing is ethical religious-wise anyway, but...
Let's just say i too, have my own limits.
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