Final Halloween in JOHANNESBURG
The original "Old Hallows Eve" was some pagan fertility ritual sbt I have not the time or inclination to go to wikipedia, but I know from experience that Halloween , as we know it today, not nearly a role in my childhood not ... as the history books say now, the khaki-shit dropped, the rainbow-shit came, and now the whole world is one big shit Village, commercial holidays sbt part as herpes shared by a church camp. So Halloween sbt is now about an official holiday, though it actually Officially fuck here with us.
To say the least, I do not think much of Halloween. It's about making money by makeup-companies devised to make bag from unoriginal teenage boys as "The Crow" wants to go and then a year's supply of eyeliner and black nail polish buy their costume. News Flash! Every year there are at least 17 Crows at any Halloween party: we know it's cool and you think you look mean and Bruce Lee's son died when they made the movie, but hell, get over it.
So ... firstly the whole story name the Converse Block Party Halloween, and boy, did it do what it said on the box! Converse SA evening gesponsor, and what it entailed was that they basically sbt all Newtown in Joburg bought for the night, and for a few thousand lucky people the dodgy heart of Braamfontein into a Halloween playground that Satan himself would let go, "shit!"
Or ... At least, that's what I think he would say if he saw where Sodom Friday Eventually changed. For those of you who do not know, Newtown is a concentrated Faraway postcode in the heart of Johannesburg. Usually you have the choice of a bunch pubs in close proximity, but for Halloween this year was all just a big smoke-filled-fall-down-drunk partykie paradise.
The idea is simple as Home School Mathematics. The guys who make the sneakers have decided a befok-truck, and the truck befok fuck now through South Africa. Where it stops, there partykie people. The truck kicked off the 21th October at TuksFM, and is currently going KZN, and then in and around Cape Town in December.
For watkykertjies who live in a place where the truck will steam, do yourself a favor and go TSEK it. There are many people with damaged livers that can testify how befok the parties that Converse truck and they can throw.
Halloween and last Friday was indeed a befokte partykie. Too befok. We have about 9 am arrived, and the place already teeming with ghosts, sluts, monsters, superheroes, boxes, boxes and all kinds of crazy shit people through their inner S & M mistress outlet.
Blink Stefanus himself his head and helmet collection for the evening and a PC Komputer screen on his shoulders. Halloween was Blink Stefanus's Bob Dylan moment, the one when he was "electric" gone. It was pretty obvious that BS again taken too far, because he eventually started thinking he was a machine (although he is an alien, such a machine is not much of a stretch is not). He has, for example in binary sbt code starts talking:
And ... oh yes, the chappies. Or at least the Airwaves-Super-godt-Minty-mint gum they gave away for free at the boksvol. It was a very good thing for the trip hills gnashing of teeth on MDMA, but I have at least four times my ass sour laugh at people who are so hard trip they orbits rattle, which is one of the kougomme eat and only then let come back strong how inhumane it is. That cartoon steam from the cat's ears are as Jerry Tom a chili feed? It's that exact thing that I I've seen. And ... that's the simple things in life that make me happy, right?
As to what looked like a little boy with a huge oversized army shirt and a flat cap when Griff step to him solidly in the stomach ass. He pulled back and even so when you hear just a sweet voice spits: "Never, I do not terugpoes" The voice belonged to none other than Yo-Landi sbt Vi $ $ er not. She and Ninja was there, but incognito. Shame, poor famous people. Halloween is probably the only night of the year they can go out and not be stared.
Probably because I got pissed, but who cares really about details.Ek really do not know, but I think I have most of the acts seen played, or maybe I just always stood at the bar and drink jagermeisters. As I said, I'm not sure.
Suddenly sbt I was back at Oppikoppi and a willing cog in the Think Dance-Masjien.Ek certainly biased, but Bittereinder is like sex on toast every morning I want when I get up. A
The original "Old Hallows Eve" was some pagan fertility ritual sbt I have not the time or inclination to go to wikipedia, but I know from experience that Halloween , as we know it today, not nearly a role in my childhood not ... as the history books say now, the khaki-shit dropped, the rainbow-shit came, and now the whole world is one big shit Village, commercial holidays sbt part as herpes shared by a church camp. So Halloween sbt is now about an official holiday, though it actually Officially fuck here with us.
To say the least, I do not think much of Halloween. It's about making money by makeup-companies devised to make bag from unoriginal teenage boys as "The Crow" wants to go and then a year's supply of eyeliner and black nail polish buy their costume. News Flash! Every year there are at least 17 Crows at any Halloween party: we know it's cool and you think you look mean and Bruce Lee's son died when they made the movie, but hell, get over it.
So ... firstly the whole story name the Converse Block Party Halloween, and boy, did it do what it said on the box! Converse SA evening gesponsor, and what it entailed was that they basically sbt all Newtown in Joburg bought for the night, and for a few thousand lucky people the dodgy heart of Braamfontein into a Halloween playground that Satan himself would let go, "shit!"
Or ... At least, that's what I think he would say if he saw where Sodom Friday Eventually changed. For those of you who do not know, Newtown is a concentrated Faraway postcode in the heart of Johannesburg. Usually you have the choice of a bunch pubs in close proximity, but for Halloween this year was all just a big smoke-filled-fall-down-drunk partykie paradise.
The idea is simple as Home School Mathematics. The guys who make the sneakers have decided a befok-truck, and the truck befok fuck now through South Africa. Where it stops, there partykie people. The truck kicked off the 21th October at TuksFM, and is currently going KZN, and then in and around Cape Town in December.
For watkykertjies who live in a place where the truck will steam, do yourself a favor and go TSEK it. There are many people with damaged livers that can testify how befok the parties that Converse truck and they can throw.
Halloween and last Friday was indeed a befokte partykie. Too befok. We have about 9 am arrived, and the place already teeming with ghosts, sluts, monsters, superheroes, boxes, boxes and all kinds of crazy shit people through their inner S & M mistress outlet.
Blink Stefanus himself his head and helmet collection for the evening and a PC Komputer screen on his shoulders. Halloween was Blink Stefanus's Bob Dylan moment, the one when he was "electric" gone. It was pretty obvious that BS again taken too far, because he eventually started thinking he was a machine (although he is an alien, such a machine is not much of a stretch is not). He has, for example in binary sbt code starts talking:
And ... oh yes, the chappies. Or at least the Airwaves-Super-godt-Minty-mint gum they gave away for free at the boksvol. It was a very good thing for the trip hills gnashing of teeth on MDMA, but I have at least four times my ass sour laugh at people who are so hard trip they orbits rattle, which is one of the kougomme eat and only then let come back strong how inhumane it is. That cartoon steam from the cat's ears are as Jerry Tom a chili feed? It's that exact thing that I I've seen. And ... that's the simple things in life that make me happy, right?
As to what looked like a little boy with a huge oversized army shirt and a flat cap when Griff step to him solidly in the stomach ass. He pulled back and even so when you hear just a sweet voice spits: "Never, I do not terugpoes" The voice belonged to none other than Yo-Landi sbt Vi $ $ er not. She and Ninja was there, but incognito. Shame, poor famous people. Halloween is probably the only night of the year they can go out and not be stared.
Probably because I got pissed, but who cares really about details.Ek really do not know, but I think I have most of the acts seen played, or maybe I just always stood at the bar and drink jagermeisters. As I said, I'm not sure.
Suddenly sbt I was back at Oppikoppi and a willing cog in the Think Dance-Masjien.Ek certainly biased, but Bittereinder is like sex on toast every morning I want when I get up. A
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