Have I told you about my truly excellent friend Bek?

I hope you have a Bek in your life. Everyone deserves a Bek. We went to see The Flaming Lips last night. I think she used to be a bit of a gig-rat back in her day, which I never was. But goddamn is it an awesome (and awesomely expensive) night out. I wish I could remember the number of times she has said things to me that had me in fits. She’s a classic. She was wearing a linen, butter-yellow shift dress. A picture of 60s delightfulness. She described herself as a yawning and confused yellow blot on the horizon and I just hope that delights you as much as it did me. It probably doesn’t. Probably a had-to-be-there thing. Might help if you knew Bek too. Needless to say it was SUCH a good gig. Quips and all. I even bought merch. I’m a merch girl now. Band t-shirts are very cool when you actually went to the gig!

Also what happened to my whinges? I’m pretty sure that’s two affimation-ey type love letters in a row. What a sap.