A Blog Called Nowhere

Last night the Chiefs tore up the Bowery ballroom. Lead singer Ricky's leg was in a cast but still he was all over the place like a Jumping Jack on emphetimines. I had fun dispite the middle age wankers on mega doses of ecstacy dry humping eachother and constantly falling into me. Whatev. The vibe was great, the show was a massive sing along. They played everything from the new CD Employment -a MUST HAVE- and a b-side from one of their singles.