Em...as for me.
Got in Newcastle about 12 or something. Walked about a bit and found out where everything is. Then we went to tesco across the bridge and had some lunch (£1 tuna sandwiches. they were well nice).
FAILED to get in with my cider and vodka so we went to this hill near the sage centre or something and got bevvied there. Then went back down, saw a couple of bands I don't know. Then saw Esser who was shite and had shite hair. Then saw Ladyhawke which was nice and all except I had a sore leg. Couldn't be bothered moving so stayed for Friendly Fires who were pretty shit. Maybe it's because their songs are all the same or maybe it's because I only saw them two weeks ago. Um and then Mystery Jets who were actually well good. They've got a lot of shit songs but they didn't play any of them so I was happy. The singer sat on a wee stool. It was so cute .
Oh and there were far too many young people there. They were enjoying themselves too much as well. The audience for Friendly Fires was like a nursery. Proper twats as well. I hate drunk 15 year olds.
If I could have done it again I'd have seen the View instead cause I know them personally and they might call me up on stage with them.
Afterwards went to Digital. Asked this Newcastle guy where it was which was a bad idea as he decided he was going to walk us there, while telling us his life story in the process. Except he took us too far and we ended up in a gay bit so had to retrace our steps. Finally got to Digital which was nice for my limited funds with its 80p entry fee and 80p Carlsberg. I don't actually like Carlsberg but I can force it down if it's 80p a go. I won't be trying the "you've got a funny accent" chat-up line again though. haha.
Then out at 3am. Went to the most disgusting chippy ever, sat on a bench for a bit while EVERY SINGLE PERSON that passed by felt the need to say "you look a bit young to be going out" at me. At 4am train station opened so we went in this waiting room which was cold as fuck and there was this Glaswegian junkie in there that decided he was going to tell me all about his lengthy criminal record and a middle aged man from Edinburgh that said "fuckin'" every fuckin second fuckin word.
I hate people.