lunes, junio 25, 2007

Goth Goes Brazilian

Well, sort of. Busy minding my own business - i.e. doing fuck all really, lady Daphne of the Muff calls me and requests a meeting in the park. Apparently there's an oopen air music festival - so all that's required is some decent weather (like that'll happen in Bruxelles. Anyway, 'It's a bit like Glastonbury' she said as I looked out at the miserable, rain laden sky. 'Yeah, full of mud and shit music' I thought but wouldn't have dared to be so rude.

Rain calls for a change of plan - "Is there a bar near this park thing?" I asked and having had the obvious confirmed, I headed off in that direction at dawn, or about 3 in the afternoon, which is as close to dawn as I get.

We met in the bar and started quaffing our beers looking at the weather taking a turn for the worse. Then the strangest thing happened, one by one a Brazilian samba band started coming in to the bar with their instruments to get out of the rain. "This could prove interesting" I said to Daphne - "Why?" she asked. "Because they won't be able to resist the urge to start playing".

Sure enough, barely 10 minutes had elapsed and the music started. So there we were, sat on comfy chairs in a small bar, listening to samba music for at least 2 hours.

Who cares if it's raining outside, when it feels like Brazil on the inside. At one point, they even persuaded me to get up and sing with them - been awhile since I did that in public.

A jolly good time was had by all, although I think the volume of beer drunk may have been slightly excessive but so what - free gigs in small bars. Who needs to go and roll around in the mud at Glastonbury - fuck that for a game of soldiers.

I love it when a plan comes together....

8 comentarios:

Daphne Wayne-Bough dijo...

Yes I distinctly remember the Brazilians BEGGING you to sing Guantanamera...

phoenix dijo...

sounds perfect *phoenix stares out at yet another day of torrential rain ,daydreaming of sitting in a bar listening to samba music*

zoe dijo...

daffers, my love, nobody begs the goth - he just joins in like at a butlin's camp.

but then, you are so right. as usual:)

Ariel dijo...

Drat! I was looking forward to the smut, wondering how indeed it could be possible to give a man a Brazilian (let's just say that male topology is somewhat different from female topology) and no filth in sight. I am sorely disappointed.

Cream dijo...

Sounds like my kind of place...
A Brazilian band playing Cuban music! How refreshing!
So, did you sing, then?

SpanishGoth dijo...

Daphne -> short term memory loss dear - I said I'd get them to play something for you and then said yes, but only if I sang it

Phoenix -> was rather cosy, especially as it was pissing down with rain outside

Zoe -> tut, tut - never been to bulins in my life

Ariel -> interesting theory - sore is probably because of the brazilian

Cream -> smoked cuban cigars too ;-)

Calamity Jane dijo...

I'm glad you explained, I had uncomfortable images of hot wax and chicken skin.

SpanishGoth dijo...

Yo CJ - So glad to see you back. Don't give a fuck what the post was about - just glad to see you around again

Grand bisous XXXX