Stabilized. A triber and a few bandits.
Bugz in the Attic. The Lock had a lot to offer.
Headed down to Paper to see Chaka Khan. The one lady over 50 who can get away with sparkling leggings with patent leather ankle boots. I ain't mad at her. Yes we waited what seemed like three years for her to arrive but were compensated by decent tuneage.
..Bungalow 8 to the Dizzee soiree and who do we bump into? Fellow Tribal Mans. Biz, Vis and Illsun. We talked Blogs, next ATCN party. Biz tried to test me on blogs, but I had a one upmanship with my own personal photographer. Standard. Nuffin long.
I allowed Biz the Godly like pose.
Er. Whoops. Well at least it's an all in one
My Ska Skanking Co'D. Hudson
The enticing lights of JERK and an inviting open door led me to my next destination of festival heaven.
Props: Shan Phearon (paparazzi-on -the-Sly)