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These Walls Have Ears
 

Burning Ears

Broken Social Scene @ the Metro 04/03/06

Broken Social Scene @ the Metro 04/03/06

Broken Social Scene @ the Metro 04/03/06

What bloody great weekend! Broken Social Scene on saturday night, the Laneway fest. the other night. Although there were a few things that bugged me (a) since sydney was last on the BSS tour there were absolutely no small shirts left. (b) getting a response from the st. jeromes organisers saying that absolutely NO cameras allowed except for the pros. (c) assumed professional photographers shooting with a P&S camera? what is up with that?! (d) Emily & Leslie didn't make it out to oz with the BSS crew. On the upside I got the BSS setlist from the metro gig, one of Hannah's (the Gossip) drum stick, met 3/8 of my idols (arch. in helsinki) & the chaps from the Gossip and was totally oblivious to reality for two nights. I forgot about uni untill the dreaded monday morning arrived with the beginnings of "I'm gonna be sick" and "why does my head hurt so much?" All of which i took as indicators of good nights and fun. My ears tell me i'm getting older. Watching the first act (pretty girls make graves) my ears started to give way to the oh so beautiful sound of a prolonged ringing. I think it's about time to purchase myself a set of ear plugs. I didn't take any photos at St. Jeromes (and yes it was painful missing out on such a great opportunity) but here are some more from Saturday.

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