Sultry September SUSSED!

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Club Sussed Five is on the 20th September. Usual time, usual place, the usual DJs this time amply reinforced by DJ Capybara and DJ Can-She-Pick-A-Name-Please? It will be rocking awesome as usual. You wuv us.

― Tom, Wednesday, 29 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Does DJ Cockfarmer promise not to show himself up by playing his favourite crappy records at the end of the night?

― the pinefox, Wednesday, 29 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Certainly. No Lloyd Cole and the Smiths this time, for sure. What WAS I thinking?

― Tom, Wednesday, 29 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Sorry, Sussed, but I will be in Hull, playing a gig at the Adelphi that had to be rescheduled due to certain Lollies' head injuries. We're supporting Chris T-T this time, so I'm sure the van and the backstage will have a FAR more pleasant environment than last time. Third time's a charm, as they say...

― Kate the Saint, Thursday, 30 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

DJ Capybara! What an ACE name. Oh yes. It reminds me of an injoke from GCSE Biology where we had this worksheet with a picture of a capybara on it detailing how eating capybaras which ate lots of grass was less efficient than eating the grass or something, and we decided that the capybara looked like our biology teacher, so we drew some glasses on it and a jumper with lots of cutesy-wutesy bunnies on it (we had previously mocked poor 20-something teacher for wearing a jumper with pictures of rabbits on it) and lots of stick figures about a tenth of the height of the capybara's feet running away in terror to represent us, her lovely pupils. Aaaahh. Oh, nostalgia. Erm. Sorry. It was HILARIOUS at the time, anyway, but I suppose you had to be there. Except most of you would have looked a bit out of place if you were, unless you were 16 and female at the time, and you'd still have been a bit lost. Um. Point. Point. I had a point somewhere. Actually, I don't think I did. Someone give me the strength to put this paragraph out of its misery.

Kate, tell Chris to come back to ILE. He rocks. We miss him. Well, I do. And only his presence will make me too self-conscious to avoid a tortuous pun on one of the Paris/underground threads as I detail my terror at Paris's underground system and the moment I decided Paris was very definitely dud... "Panic Attack On Paris Metro" -> "Tesco Metro" -> "Panic Attack At Sainsbury's". Whoops, that wasn't a very effective way of avoiding it. Erm. As you were...

Oh yes. I might be there, but I might be in Portsmouth getting drunk with a bunch of other DSP'n'techno people (although DSPntechno event would be infinitely more fun if I had a laptop and didn't feel too fat to feel unselfconscious in a group of people that's 99% male, neither of which are likely to become true before Sept 20), or knowing me I might just be stuck in bloody Faringdon doing nothing interesting because taxis are expensive and I have work the next day. Snarl. (Not happy about missing Marumari at Kosmische. Not happy.)

― Rebecca, Thursday, 30 August 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

two weeks pass...

This is still happening. It's still going to be fun. Who's coming?

― Tom, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Me! I'm going! So is DJCA although she will not be wearing her DJ cape as neither will DJCS. Fingers crossed for cheap sangria...

― Sarah, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I'll be there, power shandy in hand.

― Richard Tunnicliffe, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

ah yes, this is the power shandy-drinking Mr Tunnicliffe who, several years ago, declared that i was a close relative of Satan because i was drinking vodka and Hooch. at least *then* i had the excuse that i was a student...

― katie, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Ahem, I'm not the one who drank three quarters of a litre of four pounds a bottle sherry in the space of an evening.

― Richard Tunnicliffe, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

it was £4.99 actually.

― katie, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

The DG might come, he doesn't know yet.

― DG, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Referring to yourself in the third person - Classic or Egomaniac?

― Nick, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

We are a grandmother.

The DG should bear in mind that he currently holds the Londoner attendance record, jointly with Al, and non-appearance might jeopardise this.

― Tom, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

The DG is not amused with Nick's question. Anyway, the only problem is money, the problem is that bastard £10 bus fare. Isn't there a cheaper way to get to Oxford?

― DG, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Shanks' pony = door-to-door service

― mark s, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

They only charge me (sorry, they only charge Emma) eight quid. Try fluttering your eyelashes at the driver.

― Emma, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Or saying 'I AM THE DG' in a self-important voice.

― Nick, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

The DG will not walk to Oxford, he is not a DAMN FOOL like Nick Dastoor, nor will he lower himself to giving sexual favours to the bus driver. The DG has more dignity.

― DG, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Perhaps the DG is asking for a period return rather than an over night one (9.50 as opposed to 8.00). The RickyT has never paid as much as a tenner to go to and fro on the red bus.

― Richard Tunnicliffe, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I am not a DAMN FOOL. I am with you on the not walking to Oxford thing. In fact I'm with you on the not spending money to get to Oxford thing as well. Have you considered hitching?

― Nick, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

There is a world of difference between eyelash fluttering and bestowing sexual favours and I would like it to be known that I have never ever done the latter in exchange for cheap bus travel.

― Emma, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

The DG will consider astral projection to Club Sussed to save him the travel fare. It's either that, or he will have to pimp his younger brother.

― DG, Monday, 17 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Go on then, go on, who's going and what time are you going to get there?

― Sarah, Wednesday, 19 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I can't go, I don't have the money. Sorry! Move the damn thing to London for my convenience, please.

― DG, Wednesday, 19 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

DG, the whole point of club sussed is so the Carsmile can walk home afterwards rather than having to sit on a bus for an hour and a half. Starry (and everyone else who's coming), Angel & Greyhound (that's the one just opposite the st clements bus stop) from about 8 onwardsish.

― carsmilesteve, Wednesday, 19 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Can anyone who's going to Sussed swing by a record shop beforehand and pick me up a couple of CD singles? To be repaid of course with possibly even a beer commission?

― Tom, Thursday, 20 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I can't go. My throat feels like it's been sandpapered, I keep coughing up interesting tasting phlegm, I can't stop shaking and my head feels like it's full of fudge. Have fun everyone.

― Richard Tunnicliffe, Thursday, 20 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

My throat feels like it's been sandpapered, I keep coughing up interesting tasting phlegm, I can't stop shaking and my head feels like it's full of fudge

This is what would happen to you if you went, anyway.

― Tom, Thursday, 20 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Tom, what do you want? In a dodgy cash position right now, horrifically bank tells me I just have £20 left and DJCA haf gone AWOL. WILL I MAKE IT OR NOT?

― Sarah, Thursday, 20 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Pete may be handling t'ings - save your money for the red bus and tell Lixi to sort it out pronto and get dahhn to Sussed.

― Tom, Thursday, 20 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

You missed a grate night. We played "Help! I'm A Fish". Emma was there in spirit as one girl kept pestering us to play more garridge. Apologies to Carsmile for drunkenly hoggin' the decks - revenge will I am sure be his at the next night (SUSSED vs STUDENTS)

― Tom, Friday, 21 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

twas good indeed, and i think we've booked the next three nites, however didn't hear the end of negotiations with luis due to going to dj and then waiting SIMPLY AAAAAAAAAAGES to get back on.

Also it appears that wednesday will be the new thursday. will announce dates once confirmed, but first one likely to be 10 Oct, innit.

― carsmilesteve, Saturday, 22 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

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