Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints

Stepping into Stones Bar after so many months was the most nostalgic thing i'd done all week. I saw a lot of the same old faces, and was greeted by hugs and kisses, literally.

The place had undergone some sort of a face lift, with new couch seats by the windows and a mini platform for a solo gig. The crew is also slightly different now. Only a coupla people have stayed on.

For some reason the place is more happening now, though i've seen many a happening night there in the past. Maybe yesterday was just more enjoyable since it was my first time after so long.

When we arrived, there was this dude rocking out on his electric guitar and singing along to recorded pop rock tunes. He was really quite impressive during his first set. On his second he went downhill with his song choices - Maroon 5, that irritating one-note song from Hooberstank, etc. Oh would you believe he played a bit of Jackie Cheung's wen bie for the heck of it? But that was really funny.

In between his sets, someone (might have been Uncle Mark) played some really good songs to keep the party mood going. I remember fondly the exact moment i knew i was set for the night. Chuck Berry. Johnny B. Goode! Thereafter we were treated to some Led Zep, Aerosmith, Steppenwolf, etc... and Hendrix and Lynyrd Skynyrd upon request. And it was such a weird concept. The DJ was actually casually providing commentary on the football gold medal match between Iraq and Qatar. But he only did like 2 or 3 sentences within a song, and it mostly had nothing to do with the sport itself.

Speaking of that match, damn it. Firstly, the two teams were playing such lousy football. And when it was finally over, i don't even know who won but the score was 1-0, the closing ceremony/celebration took so long it must have lasted almost 2 hours by itself! And it was so elaborate. With camels, magic carpet rides, pyramids and the works. So much effort was put into that closing ceremony it was even more exciting than the NDP.

While the music was playing, some people were like dancing man as though they were at a club. How cool is that? Disco dancing to rock music.

Have i mentioned that one of my most favourite things to do while getting smashed is to hang out at bars? Especially those random bars with strange crowds that are beyond my age group. It's like you're more aware than ever of your surroundings, and observing people from different subcultures sometimes bring about strange little discoveries.