Whenever I had a free time, going to a gig is one of way of killing time. I’ll enjoy and hang out with my friends.
Last 07 of February 2009, Basil and Gersen, bassist and drummer of the group Arkanum invited yours truly to their gig and apparently it is also anniversary of the Middle Class Production in which the band are line up.
We arrived at 9 Mile Resto Bar by 9 in the evening. The organizer gave us a warmth welcome and had been lined up. The night was so young when we had rounds of beer. Rounds after rounds of Red Horse Strong Beer, until alcohol ruled our sane. Our ears were filled by different fucking genre.
And we thought of having fun but waiting seemed forever. Every time emcee announced the list of participants the list always suddenly changed. We don’t know why, we thought it is a first come first serve basis. We were certain that our band came early to this band; I won’t tell the name of this band that just came late. And then waiting is finally over when the Arkanum found its way to the stage. They ripped them off and ate them alive was my impressions lingered when we leaved the fuckhead place.
Now I knew what made boys separated to man.
