Jul 04 2008 2:42 pm, Harriet Gibsone

I'm sat waiting for my plane to
Sat down waiting for my flight with me are two goths - one with trademark goth get up - those platforms and some other System Of A Down theatrical goth shit - the other with a pink bob - well it should be half a bob, she has wet shaved half of her head creating some kind of Jekyll and Hyde perspective, depending on which side you see her.
When I get to my hotel I sit up in bed watching Will and Grace re-runs and thinking about possible ways I can defend myself from the heavy metal onslaught that is yet to come. eventually I fall asleep after realising that those thin curtains underneath the heavy curtains are actually see-through and the fat naked man with the room across from me has just seen my tits. I am terrified.
Fri July 4th
I wake up and miss breakfast because the 2 hour time difference has shit me up. Either that or I've totally got M.E. On my agenda today is a sight seeing trip around the city. Which is nice really, I don't really listen to what the woman says because I am not an aural learner, but I enjoy seeing the other peoples’ reactions. Either that or I'm totally deaf. So now I'm back in the hotel waiting to go and collect my VIP passes for today. The thing is the bands I want to see (Interpol, The National and Primal Scream) are not playing until tomorrow or Sunday so the only bands on the line up today go by particularly aggressive names like 'Raised Fist' and 'Life Of Agony' - do you think I will fit in wearing my Deerhoof T-shirt and denim shorts? I've already seen people queuing up for the bus to the island and they are 50% geek goth (the ones with flame shirts and loads of BO), 30% EMO (the really exaggerated MySpace ones with pink backcombed hair who are slightly overweight but are adamant that skinny jeans will be in their armory) and then the other 20% are the general public (i.e. the Primal Scream, Interpol and The National fans as I like to call them). Must find away to befriend them.
Any way, I’d better go - tomorrow I get to meet some of the PR's so it should be ok. I just feel like a bit of a dickhead at the moment though. Know what I mean? I might get really pissed on all of my duty free in my hotel room. Yeah, that will make things better wont it?

