Is anybody having the same issue as me? I go to a club all like, “Hey yeah, cool, ready for a good time, had some pre-drinks, ready for a bit of a party.” Get inside, look around and think, “Hold up. Why did the bouncers let me in, I’m so wasted, I think I am in the ’90s.” And then I’m not wasted because I realise any self respecting, educated, sober person would easily mistake many a Melbourne club for the ’90s.
SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA
Seems that every man and his dog were present at one point of the SHM tour. It took people by storm. One minute everyone was like, “SHM, yeah, noted,” and then NEK MINNUT the breakup and final tour are announced and then everybody gets swept up in this delirious tragedy and suddenly realise they actually loved this group.