I can now say I've been to a gig by this York indie band, Death Cigarettes.
Their music is loud and angry, and the beats made me want to jump around.
Everyone looked well entertained; but the female singer is liked by me more because of her looks than her voice. The drummer B (my friend!! urg.. well, ok, my friend's friend...) looked so cute on stage (or off). Him and his gf (who was saying we would be forming a duet band together!!) are such a sweet couple and it's always lovely to see them.
Then we all went to the worst pub in York city (this is part of the pleasant routine now). B's friend/colleague at the cinema...what's-his-name, anyway, I'll write more when I remember what I was gonna say.