Lots and lots of BOOBZ

The title will make much more sense once this reaches the end OK? Ok. I haven't really had a chance to update this in awhile and still there are no photos. To be completely honest with you, i don't think photos will ever show up here. I just hate photos. I hate taking them and i hate being in them. Sometimes i am jealous of people that can just pose so easily for photos, they wear the same face in every shot. It's almost kind of creepy. But alas i am not a photo person...

So after my flight from LA to London(which i slept all of) it takes me 2 hours to get through customs. Not that anything was wrong, the line just went forever. Boring. So as i come out Laura is waiting for me in tears, i mean i know i have this affect on girls but so soon? Kidding. No she was crying because she had her wallet stolen while waiting for me in Heathrow, from this moment onwards i am known as jaiTM. So we leave Heathrow and head to Stu and Chloe's whom we are staying with for the next couple of days. A great sleep later and we are on our way to Reading for the Carling Weekend: Reading Festival. The Scare are the first band on the NME stage and i walk in just as they finish their last note. Fuck. I was so angry. We decide to head back to the hotel we are staying at to meet Stu and Chloe who are staying in the same room. We meet up with them and head back to the festival, where we meet up with The Scare who are pissed at me for missing the set. Granted. Next i see my brothers from Gyroscope who are in England recording their new album. We go and watch Jimmy Eat World together who are amazing. I don't really remember much else of this day because i got kind of drunk, but i do remember spending a lot of time in the VIP area drinking Grolsh and seeing Butch Vig walking around. We leave the festival to party back at the Hotel we are staying at. There is a bar downstairs where everyone hangs out i guess. The singer from Interpol is down there and getting his tour manager to pick up chicks for him, unfortunately it's not going to well at first but eventually he does OK. Dude, it was probably because you were wearing a dickies hat. I mean usually you are one of the smartest dressed dudes ever, but when you're just chilling you look like the dude from Puddle Of Mudd. No offence. We drink alot, talk alot of shit and around 7 in the morning have all passed out.

Day 2: Reading - So i found it hard to wake up today. Very hard. Laura found it so hard to wake up that she didn't even goto the festival on this day. I got there at around 7pm, just in time to see Digitalism who were pretty good but not amazing. Then i went and chilled for a little with Matt and Carly before watching a little Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Chilli Peppers fucked up their first song 3 times in a row and John and Anthony had a little fight on stage, with the mics on!!! Flea must have been really confused or angry so he started screaming into the microphone "Raaaahhhh" "Rahhhhhhhh" "Raaahhhhhhh". Then someone through a beer into the crowd and it went on my head and i realized how much i fucking hate festivals and people that goto them, so i went back to the hotel. Tonight nobody was partying at the hotel, so i went to sleep.

Day 3: Reading - Today was a busy day for me. Lots of bands i wanted to see and interview for The Jai Show. We got there really early to see Hello Goodbye who were really good. Next we saw Operator Please, who had a really good crowd in their tent. Then we retired back to the VIP area to drink more beers, we shot an interview with Chad from New Found Glory and then Laura went back to the hotel. Please note that she got really sick on the first day and didn't have the energy to keep up with an energizer battery like myself. On the 3rd day i also ended up seeing Fall Out Boy, Klaxons, Smashing Pumpkins, Nine Inch Nails, New Found Glory, Gallows and CSS. I also shot a bunch of stuff for The Jai Show which will air on Channel [V] in October. Smashing Pumpkins were probably the highlight, they played Today really early on and that stoked me out. Once again not a party night, Carly lost her wallet so was kinda bummed out and 1 drink in the hotel bar later everyone had retired to bed.

The next day was fucking crazy. After a nice breakfast in the hotel, we check out and walk down to the station to see a 3 hour line to head back to London. Fuck that. We think maybe a cab will be the answer, but for $180 pounds($450AUD) that's also not a great idea. We are tipped off that it will be quicker to get a bus to Heathrow airport, then a train to Paddington and a tube to Queens Park(where we are staying). 2 hours later and it beats the 3 hour wait on a train full of hung over festival goers. We get back to Stu and Chloes and i crash out. When i wake up Laura has a vistor over called Liam, apparently he knows me from Sydney but my mind is blank. After awhile i work out that i do know him and that we had an argument once at the judgement bar in Sydney. What a fine establishment that is. Eventually he leaves.

The next day is really boring so i don't want to even bother typing it. Up early. Meetings all day with Matt. The Scare play at Brigton Bar which is their last show in the UK before flying home. Great fucking show. They are on fire. I leave after they play to see my friend Dan from Young Love, who are also playing tonight. I walk in on their first song. I love Young Love. They are so good, i only heard about them this year at SXSW but Dan and I became friends pretty quickly. Great set. I hang out with Dan for awhile after the show and head home. Tomorrow i fly to Paris.

Paris - Wake up angry. Call Mel, she counsels me. I feel better. Head to Heathrow, security is INSANE. British Airways club is the best. Get drunk in there. Board the plane. Fall asleep straight away and next thing i know arrive in Paris. Get the train to our hotel and then we are off to Eiffel Tower to meet up with a bunch of Lauras friends from Melbourne. Cool people. We don't climb it but rather sit on a grass patch and watch the light show, it's pretty amazing. For dinner we have a savoury crepe and then back to the hotel. I fall asleep straight away.

Today. Get up early for breakfast in the hotel. It's good. I go back to sleep straight after and get up around 1pm. I am one lazy motherfucker(but i never have). We get the train to St Michel - Notre Dame, first we get a sweet crepe which is fucking amazing. I want another one now. We walk around the streets which is pretty cool. Laura takes pictures of everything she sees and gets me to take pictures of her in front of everything she sees. Then we goto into the Notre Dame cathedral, i am not a religious person but i do appreciate the architecture and grand size of the building. It's incredible and apparently took 200 years to build. Next we are off to Bastille to have a look around, we see a cocktail bar and get drunk. A few drinks later and it's back to the hotel to get ready for Moulin Rouge, where we are headed tonight. We are running late so dinner consists of Mcdonalds, i make up for that by ordering a Royal with Cheese(reference not necessary). Now i am not crazy about going to the Moulin Rouge, it sounds pretty girly to me and dancing and costumes don't really interest me. We get in there and are seated in the middle, tickets are 90 euro which is pretty expensive and i'm kind of bummed out about parting with that much money. BUT then it all changes. The girls are topless and theres heaps of them, and they're all the hottest girls ever. All the music is in French so i have no idea what is going on except there are dancing girls with no tops and g-strings on EVERYWHERE. Is this place the worlds best kept secret? I was kinda annoyed that i didn't recognize Nicole Kidman though. The show went for 2 hours and they give you a bottle of champagne. In between some of the dance segments, they had routines which were either funny or just hard to believe. All in all i was really glad that i did come and check it out. I may even watch the film now. Mouli Rouge for president.

After the show we head back to the hotel where i am now. We have 2 days left in Paris before heading to Venice on Saturday. It's bed time.

x

Jai