Sunday laid out a the lunch table with family politics at Trader's hotel (not fantastic buffet really). While most of the time I keep quiet and act as the dumb ass youngest - who people still think is too young - I want to scream into the faces of bloods and in-laws. If I had control things would be done differently of course if that were the way there would be no problem. Power hungry much?
Okay went to give visual support to The Persians at Bishan which by far was the most pathetic gig ever and it was laughs about it for awhile. We sat under a void deck like poor kids with guitars and they strummed to almost every song they could remember. Faiz and I practised a little for our another acoustic set and I pray to God his laptop wouldn't fail on me again.
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