
Another day, another big handbag, another train, another hotel, another gig.
It wasn't just another day though... it was
Matterday!
That's right, for one night only DJ Willis and Cleopatra (Coming
At'cha) would be at Sheffield
SU, and we were going to be there - we being myself, Lucy, Amanda and Julia.
Let's get the important stuff out the way first yeah? At Flecking we always use Ibis hotels - they're awesome! You can go to the bar at 4am without shoes, they have porn AND High School Musical (I know, they're similar) and they totally don't mind all the boys we go in and out with (read in to that what you wish
haha), but the Sheffield Ibis...
ew.
Man it was
dirrrrty. The cups were fuzzy with dust, my tea was yellow and smelt like a public toilet - something I'm trying not to read too much in to.
Oh and they think chips are crisps. Chips are chip chips. Chip chips take half an hour + approximately 7 minutes. They come from the oven and look disgusting - Amanda and Lucy took that bullet.
They also have a sorry little school dinner style plate with 5 sorry little apples on, plonked on the desk at reception. We felt especially sorry for the only red one so Lucy decided to break it free. We thought we'd show it a good time, take it along to see DJ Willis and Cleopatra.

When you get in a taxi, and you ask them to take you somewhere a mile or so down the road you generally expect them to know the way - no such treatment in Sheffield I'm afraid. We all had to give him directions.
It's all about Twitter these days. Tweeting while out and about is awesome - it's even better when you all sit at the same table, Tweet the same things and @reply each other.
We were on the guest list you know - the guest list was a post-it note.
The place was full of football fans. We totally cheered both teams... whoever they were.
DJ booth (or lack off) looked a bit dodgy. Nice wooden table with a sign that kept falling down - we half expected a CD player but they kitted it up.
Shout out to the guy in the glasses that set up for blatantly picking his nose while he worked. Even more disgusting than the blocked over flowing toilet in the girls loos. Proper rank - and not just once, he kept picking and picking.
DJ Willis came on and he was awesome - as always. Ever the professional, and snappily dressed.
I was hoping he'd play a bit of Busted, but Head
Automatica, Blink-182, The Offspring and Jimmy Eat World all popped up in his set.
He seemed to spend half the time bent over - much to the delight of the girls and even the boys who were trying to take photos.

Best bit had to be when Lucy decided our sad little red apple needed to see more of the world.
"Shall I put it on his decks while he's turned around?" and so she did. He noticed as soon as he turned around, and knew who to blame straight away. Wonder why?
He told us it was warm... we had been playing with it for a while, or maybe it was just excited to see the world/get out of the stinky Sheffield Ibis?
Matt was very lovely afterwards, as always.

We were also on the guest list for the Cleopatra gig - remember them?
Outside the venue there was me, Amanda and Lucy. We weren't allowed in due to a security meeting. We were totally rowdy.
I have some strange memory of the French Prince of Bel Air? Someone is gonna have to fill in that blank for me. "Dans Le West Philadelphia...".
Very strange moment when a group of girls came to queue up (a grand total of 6 vs 40 security) and were like "why did Matt say he wanted you guys to go with him after his set?" - you never know who's listening?
haha!
So this event we were crashing was actually school disco themed. They gave us all hats on the way in - I have never actually seen anyone wear anything like them in schools. Maybe 100 years ago? That said, we wore them.
So what time were Cleopatra on stage?
Erm... only like 2 AM!
I was expecting something beautiful, it was awful. People were throwing drinks at them.
Wasn't keen on the lectures between songs about how boys should grow up and something about the recession.
Only counted one slight mention of the boob jobs though - courtesy of Living TV.
Really wasn't feeling the new stuff - sorry ladies.
We didn't really get any photos, although Amanda got this one of the stage. We think it works?

Do you remember a song from the 1990s called I Want You Back? That's what Cleopatra were wondering.
No? Probably because it's from 1969 and by the Jackson 5.
Ohh now you remember it.
Cleopatra covered it in 1998. We know this because it contained the lyrics "1998" several times.
Called a taxi... the ones who didn't know where they were going. We waited
ageees then decided to jump in a different one parked outside the venue. Scary choice, the driver was listening to some audio book that contained the line "and then she was executed." Scary.
Back to the stinky hotel for a bit to watch the police drug busting
chavs - on the TV obviously. It wasn't THAT bad there. Finished off the night with a 3 in a bed.
Apple apple, rap rap, love love, chip chips.
Awards...
Most said phrase: "Chip chips".
Best Celeb look-a-likes: McLovin' and Bruno.
Worst thing found in a cup: Dust.
Rankest site after the bogey man: That over flowing toilet.
Biggest crime committed: That stolen Apple or perhaps the attempted poster theft.
Best inflatable thing: Giant pencils.
Best anecdote: "You kicked me in the head at Mayfest..."
Most sophisticated guest list: Post-it note.
Funniest misheard sentence: "Cock milk".
Motto of the day: You snooze, you lose.
Stats...
Posters stolen: 4
Fires: 1
Taxis: 2 1/2 (one we didn't actually get in)
Price of yellow tea: £1.60
Most people in one bed: 3
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