The whisky was pretty fine as well, but it’s an old favourite of ours; good for sipping when you can’t stretch to the single malt and you’re not forced to take Bells.

And sipping on ice, if you’re either of us.Unfortunately, there was a guy there who disagreed fairly vehemently with me about the choice of having an ice cube (and, to note, I specified one mineral water ice cube) in my Scotch. And he wasn’t even Scottish. Disagreed so vehemently, in fact, that he called me a cretin. Thankfully, the cocktails had dulled the edges of my day, and I was willing to let it pass. Further lulz and pwnage ensued, however, when the repugnantly portly chap decided we should have some of his snuff rather than go outside and smoke (read, get the fuck away from him). He poured a little bit onto my hand and I was like, what, you expect me to snort this? Fuck you, buddy. And he had disappeared when we returned, mercifully.

Anyway, other than that sleazeball, we chatted to some good people, some wingman action went down and we pimped the blog somewhat. Oh, and drank a metric assload of free cocktails. Plus points for the whisky too; very little hangover arrived for me.

The upsides of this eviction are a) I’ve scoured the listings with the vigour of a Polish cleaner to deliverthis line-up to you fine people b) I will no doubt get epically BD, because I got it like that.

Rated

Vice Live Tour – 93 Feet East. The home of Vice Magazine , The Old Blue Last has been painted a horrendous black with gaudy gold trim – and we thought you people were supposed to have taste (well until we read your retarded views on this guy’s drawing)? Anyway…they have managed to get Ipso Facto (girl version of the Horrors), Black Kids (infectious, socialy-awkward looking american indie boppers) and Friendly Fires (we don’t like them) to play tonight for what appears to be an entrance fee of zero pounds. Get there early to avoid being locked out with the other jailbait-looking scene kiddies

Blues in the Boudoir, Barden’s Boudoir - lively line up headlined by The Guillotines. I think this may go off in a massive fashion, I’m torn whether to do this or the Vice night to be honest…Also note that Meet me in Saint Louis are playing on 6th Feb (we will be missing out on that to support our good friends, Grey Ties at Tommy Flynns in Camden).

Startrippers @ The Rhythm Factory (Saturday) – Hoxton Whores, Partyshank and some other folk are rocking up to tear it up at this late nighter just off the bottom of Brick Lane. Likely to be a party of A-Class proportions.

Retarded

Superbowl Parties. Thank god for organised sports, just think how dangerous America would be if most of the country wasn’t in a sport-induced coma?

Polysexual nights. We are liberal folk here at WSI but our experiences of polysexual nights have highlighted that polysexual basically means people who will fuck anything, including you, your dog, your mum, your sofa and other inanimate objects. There’s one of these nights going on at Passion in Dalston, go and try it and you can tell us how right we were tomorrow when all of your orifices have been violated!