There are two types of people in this world: those who plan ahead, and those for whom the suggestion of arranging something three months in advance is enough to send them swan diving into the nearest pub. Some people get nervous if they’ve got nothing in the diary for the next few weeks. I get nervous when someone asks what I’m doing at the weekend. On a Thursday.
Apparently, getting a few thousand people to stand and listen to some insanely good music live in 2016 without also chatting to their mates at the same time is a nigh-impossible pipe dream.
Last weekend was the very first ever Night Tube. I’m glad London finally has tubes that run all night on the weekend and I’m equally glad that, a year after it was meant to launch, Londoners had another chance to make the same jokes about no longer having an excuse to leave shit parties now that the […]