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carnival, man!
the motherloving, man-sticking, up-shit-fuck-fest and dirty-fat, belly-warming noise that is carnival!
you will be a reggae lover, both aware of the music of jamaica and filled to the brim with a desire to express this love through the medium of intoxicated dance. you will be free at the end of this month around the bank holiday, and you will be happy to let your conscience and common sense guide you through the streets of the grove and the gate, with or without souvenir maps. you will be calm in the face of adversity, neither above waiting wasted and frustrated on a street corner, nor breaking the laws of nature and the land if the need should arise. you will be stronger than you think, and will describe yourself as doing 'just what anyone would have done' in situations requiring resourceful bravery and strength of will.
in short, you will be AWESOME.
you will be awesome, and you will be at nottinghill carnival, and you will be happy to show me your moves.
who's moves?
YOUR moves! |
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