If I were to title this post to reflect the way I feel right now, on the tube home from the gig, eyes on stalks, pale, quivering, it would be something like ohmyfuckinggodithinki’vejusthadalifechangingexperienceican’trememberevenfeelingthisway
beforeithinkidon’tthinki’lleverbeabletospeakagainohgodohgodohgod.

I would like to make it clear that I am not usually like this. I go to lots of gigs, I have loved lots of gigs, I have been known to shed the odd tear of joy or intense sadness at gigs, but I can’t remember being rendered speechless like this since, well, maybe ever.

Will try and make sense of it all tomorrow.