'Swollen Pigs' live at the Riverside Bar

We’re going out to a gig tonight. Some ‘hot new band’ I’ve never heard of. Should be fun, though. I like live music. There’s something inspiring about watching sweaty twenty-somethings bouncing around full of cheap drugs while terrible guitar music wails in the background. Maybe it makes me realise that my life isn’t as bad as it could be. Or maybe it makes me realise what I missed out on in my dark mid-twenties while cowering behind the curtains at home, and makes me glad that I turned my life around before it was too late to enjoy it.

RC 25-11-11