Yesterday at Baa Baa Black Chic was great cos the DJ spins great stuff; his bag of vinyls did wonders. The crowd was a mish mash of emo-rock, varsity bimbos and himbos, expats and bengs - every camp has a roof. One goofy guy from the expat gang started co-DJing with the DJ - heh.
The best part was on my way home, the taxi driver spins 20s Traditional Folk and now I'm crazy over Woody Guthrie. Man, it was heartbreaking, damn depressing lyrics, makes me tears wanna come.