I'm aware that my last posting was a little ahem.."effiminate" so i'll try to reassert my masculinity with this next post.
Saturday night I went to a place called Logo bar to watch Canadian


I turned up at 9pm as the clun opened at 8.30pm. It said on the
flyer starts at 10pm but I thought that that meant F*cked up started at 10pm. In the end the first band came on about 10.30pm, and F*cked up didn't start till 1am. Still there was carlsberrg draft on tap and big steiners were 30yuan (£3) so i had 4/5 of those to get me in the mood. I met a nice chinese girl who spoke good english at the bar, she was waiting for her friends who had gone to a pop concert before coming here (contrast) so we kept each other company. Helpfully she looked after my glasses when ever i fancied going for a dance.


By the time the headliners came on the room was completely jam packed full. Mixed between
local indie kids and expats. There were a few mentalists but it was all good fun. F*cked up are fronted by this massive fat skin head, who is quite good fun to watch. He often made his way into the crowd and was joining in with all the dancing. Whilst I went thinking I wouldn't like the music, i knew that he would put on a good show, and in the end I was quite impressed. Definitely worth the £4 it cost to get in - in england it would have 4 or 5 times that to go and see them.

The chinese people I were with had gone home by the time the main band started so I kept my glasses in my pocket for safety. By the time 4 songs had gone I checked my pockets and both lenses had come out. The lenses were in my pocket but the frames are pretty bent. After this I couldn're really be bothered staying for the rest of the songs. I was knackered and quite swetty so got a taxi home to listen to the football results and to watch the arenal v tottenham game.

Doing his part to improve the reputation of westerners in shanghai
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