so horsemouth has survived new years - the going out the night before and as a result being slightly wary worked well (horsemouth limiting himself to 3 bottles of beer and a glass of champagne - he was not tempted out onto the spirituous substances) and thus his head was pretty reasonable the next day.
he saw in the new year up at denise’s - after the fireworks (they love their bombs in the suburbs) the acoustic guitar was produced and various tunes were sung (davy, claudia, horsemouth, denise) - the werewolf went down well, as did dance me (to the end of love), also sometimes our dreams (float like anchors) and I still miss someone.
horsemouth did walk on gilded splinters, going down the road feeling bad and je te veux (but he doesn’t think anybody noticed). he backed denise through a version of ride on and tempted her out onto a few lines of slabh na gael (or whatever it’s called) and the orginal susan reed version of I’m sad and I’m lonely.
horsemouth would like to point out that this is technically his first gig of 2016.
at 3am horsemouth faded suddenly and had to go for a lie down.
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