Yeah it was no bad. Chris Cunningham was having a leaving do, and didn't invite anyone so it was just me, Stu Mcleod, Jen and Sloany. Then he left because I kicked him in the nuts by accident. Jen and me were the sole survivors.
Tragic.
Although I managed to get LCD soundsystem played in Millers which is quite a feat.
ETA: Actually, Gordon, that was probably the first time you have seen me in the powerhouse since I've known you. No more sourcing terrible alternative nights in the Club de Mar.
