“Sarah?”
“Yes, hi…?”
“Hi, we’ve just arrived so um, where can I pick up my ticket?”
“Come meet us at the Nokia tent, we’ve managed to get you media accreditation, so you just need to head over to the tent and we’ll meet you there.”
“Ok, cool. But, um, how do I get in?”
“What…?”
“I mean, do they have my name at the gate or something?”
“No, your ticket was –“
“In the mail Olga sent me? Yeah, I printed it out but left it on my desk, total fuck-up.”
“Ohh… kaaayy…”
“Can we make some kind of plan?”
There are very few SA bands that I actually like, in fact I could probably count them all on one hand and most of them don’t play anymore.
Anyone remember Squeal? Early Nude Girls (before Carstens became a jerk)? Boo? Sugardrive? I used to dig those bands, they had a great sound and put out a good couple of albums that were pretty decent.
I find the bands playing these days largely uninspiring with a few exceptions, one of which is Lark – Inge Beckman is the kind of girl you wouldn’t look twice at walking down a street (well, depending on what she was wearing) but on stage she’s all kinds of sexy.
