Going to gigs alone is a terrible business. I am getting used to it though, so there is definitely a skill involved. For Wavves, I stood close to a group of men who were chatting quite loudly about something. That way, you kill two birds with one stone, in having something to listen to as well as looking to others as if you are part of a group. The worst part is just after a band goes off, as that’s when you’re meant to turn and chat to a friend about what you’ve just seen. In order to stop this horrible affliction, simply go to the bar or, if you’ve got no money, go to the toilet. in extreme cases, you can also go outside to make a phonecall to someone you know will answer or, in worst-possible-scenario, you can walk to the nearest cash machine and check your balance. Be warned, that last one can be the most depressing.
Wavves at Manchester Deaf Institute. Supported by Mazes and Spectrals
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