As mentioned, I head up to Leeds today with the ultimate aim of watching some bands rock out (with few cocks out). The band headlining this eve is one that really ties in with that pleasant time I associate with Leeds, even though they’re from Wakey, and it is their last-ever gig.
This makes me a bit sad, though it’s understandable. I could spout off on something about how this is a great metaphor for the days of Leeds’ glory truly being over and my mind letting go and ha ha no because MILLOY TIME:
And here’s a dog talking: