GWAR
2000-02-08LA2
It took me a long time to learn my lesson but I think this was the final straw. I will never, EVER eat in Burger King ever again. I think their staff must wash their hands in a muddy swamp before they're allowed to start work because the amount of times I've been ill after eating in their establishments is shocking. And the one next to Virgin Megastore is the worst. The fact that the toilet's were broken for over FOUR YEARS should have been a warning.
So anyway, me and Amanda go and get ourselves a whole petri dish of organisms from Bacteria King before walking off to the gig. As soon as we're through the door we spend most of the first half of the evening doubled up. There's nothing else for it, I have to do the one thing no man should have to do - use the men's crapper. Ladies will have a hard time understanding this if they haven't seen it for themselves but mens toilets would make most dung beetles choke on their dung. The LA2 has only one cubicle for the boys and it truly is the worst of the worst. A toilet seat that hangs off it's hinges and carrying more disease than a tsetse fly requiring the user to levitate above the porcelain. Not an easy feat when you could easily slide across the floor on the mystery liquid coating the floor. I left relieved both to still be alive, and also relieved of a few unicellular life forms (and maybe even a tapeworm).
From the hell hole I arrived to see what must have been a hallucination. Six blokes naked except for kilts playing bagpipes to a heavy rock backing. This it turns out was Germany's finest celt rockers In Extremo. The strangest thing is, I think they were serious.
Next up was the main act, GWAR. They broke through a wall of polystyrene bricks and started pouring fake blood all over the people at the front. There followed lots of riduculously attired tomfoolery and plenty of dumb jokes. Fun for all the family!