i have been locked away in the mountains for too long. last night the bouncing souls killed it. the oi´s, the high fists, the sweat, the smell and all those memorable songs from the 90´s. it´s all coming back to me. the white lights, i´m drenched in beer, my lungs, the smoke, i can´t breath.
surrounded by the spanish, for an hour and a half the band converted them to english in a 4 count. the crowd sang so loud i could hardly hear the band. it was wierd like that. music is the real universal language. 20 years of history was laid out infront of my eyes - from gutter punks to international fame. it was nice to see.
