Return to Brixton

MuffJam, Brixton this Saturday. Brixton - famed for its music venues (and internationally recognised crime rate), we actually played here in an early Subsource incarnation. Neither the Academy nor MuffJam though - it was a squat party in an abandoned pub. I don't remember who got us the gig, I don't know who organised it and I don't remember the name of the band on before us - they pissed the crowd off by being very shit and very loud. I'd name them if I could (what good is a diary if you can't be brutally truthful?) but I honestly don't remember what they were called. Even the guy on ketamine who had brought his dog to the party sat out during their set.

Needless to say, following them, we sounded good despite the fact we were jamming the whole set. We thought Stix was nuts when he said he was going to the car for a nap, but when we finally started playing at 4am, he was definitely fresher than the rest of us. There was a mutual agreement amongst the band that we ought not to do squat parties any more.