I went to see Juliette Lewis & The Licks last night - brilliant gig. (I think I might be in love with J.L.)
anyway, i was mildly concussed after being smote by a projectile drumstick. The swollen eye i have this morning would be worth it if I could have kept the offending instrument as a souvenir of what was one of the best gigs I have been to in a long while..had it not been for the opportunistic wench in front of me who was waiting to catch the stick as it bounced off my head.
So, who really deserved the drumstick - what do you think?
Seeing as going home with the drummer was pretty unlikely, it would have been nice to have the next best thing.