Now that I’ve restricted myself to writing in English, it doesn’t mean I’ll stop deciding for the Dutch readers how spend their nights. So read the following out loud: ‘Tomorrow, I will go to the k-tsjoem club night in Amsterdam’s Paradiso to go and see The Clientele (and some other bands as well). If I go early, I might see Broadcast in the main hall of the same venue.’ And now repeat that three more times.
No, you don’t have to say thanks, I just like to make your life better.

And yes, if I wouldn’t be in Athens, I would go myself too. Of course. That new Clientele album doesn’t sound half bad after all. Athens, in case you wondered, looked pretty again, though six hours in a Greek train were quite exhausting: the train was packed and finding the seat number corresponding to your reservation is a habit that is not quite common here, but we survied.