haha. first gig I ever played was an illegal rave and I'd been on the disco biscuits, booze & devils dandruff most of the day (i was on at 2am). Arrived at the rave and someone informed us that a guy was selling sugar cubes... bought two of those and a few more pellets before I went on. Good thing the crowd was more fucked than me. Or at least i think they were.... sorry, what the fuck language were you just speaking?