It was a Friday night, 2 weeks ago. My housemate was having a bad day. She was chugging the beer she had bought for a party that never happened. She offered me some, I passed; it was warm beer, yucks. After 3 refusals, I agreed to half a glass, mostly to keep her company. Half a glass of beer turned into (6 beers) buying tickets from Bali, Indonesia to Perth, Australia to go see Queens of the Stone Age’s gig. It is not budget smart AT ALL but she offered to pay for the concert tickets and accommodation as an early birthday present for me. AND it’s Queens of the fucking Stone Age! Favorite band. And it’s this crazy shit we allow ourselves to do that will make up the best memories and stories and will make us smile whenever we look back on them.
Ps: the gig was awesome; fourth time seeing them live, first one seeing them in a close venue so I was blown away by the sound. And to top it all off, I got to see Nine inch Nails live for the first time. I’m not really a fan but hats off to those guys, they put on a great show!