So its a wednesday night and im standing in Dundee outside a bar freezing my butt off waiting for the doors to open. By my side is my sister and 2 friends; one who iv known since i was little and a newly aquainted one from school. I have my back to the entrance door as i stand in a huddle with my group sheltering from the cold. Then i turn around just in time to see Paul slip out for a fag. I noticed he'd done his hair up,more than the last time i saw him and wondered the reason for the effort... but then i remembered that he recently got his new girlfriend and it all clicked. Paul glances at me for a split second before shifting down the street to talk to a couple outside a shop. "OOOOFFTT ! Look at him! He's hot! " - screams one of my friends.
" Erm....Gemma... thats Paul..."
Its about quarter to 9 when we're let in, its an over 18s affair but Gemma flirts enough with the guy at the door and we pose for a few promotional photos and manage to get in. YES. The venue is a small(shall i say cosy?...cosys probably not the word..) and quite quiet at this point. We take ourselves up the spiral staircase to find Gary and the rest of the boys pottering about in their skinny jeans. i settle down with a couple of drinks and sit and chat with my friends as i wait for Descartes to get their bums on the stage. when descartes get on stage the volume gets cranked up;both amps and the crowd, the drinks start flowing a bit better and the atmosphere becomes crazy. Paul smacks his skins, Gary pumps out his bass, and the guitars start screaming out. Im not going to say the crowd went wild. OH no,the wildest thing of the night could only possibly be the tightness of Markie's jeans.
The crowd stands still and quiet but in a good way as when i look at their faces i can tell they are properly concentrating on the music(what its all about of course). 
i get my camera out and start snapping away,i even took the risk of looking a bit stupid by dipping down at the side of the stage to get a better angle, but it was worth it in the end because it turned out to be a good shot....
dancing was also on the cards, gemma got up within the first few mintues of Descartes set. actually try first few SECONDS. she was doing her indie cindy dance which embarressed me a little but i didnt really care too much as the descartes boys' music was enough to satisfy me
Gemma eventually got me out to the front of the stage to dance.Gary must have thought i was mad. I was feeling a bit insecure in front of Paul but eventually i didnt care anymore what he thought of me i was just enjoying the music. 
Jenn started to dance too, which was amusing as she claimed she never danced at gigs. I guessed she prooved that wrong but she looked like she was having fun which was the main thing.
After the dancing around beer bottles, Descartes finished with my favourite song "city star" which is a fairly quiet song compared to the more energetic "Toyko Rose" or "Reflex Action" but is still as moving. That song stayed in my head for days after....
The departure, the band that descartes were supporting went on afterwards and performed and amazing set.
I stood in between Gary and Paul in the crowd and showed them some of my photos. Gary loves the departure and was singing along with a longing look on his face almost like a school girl lusting after a boy band member.
It was fairly amusing. Conversationg moved slow with Paul but i didnt mind too much.i noticed his girlfriend standing on the other side of him so decided it may be wise to keep to Gary.
Pauls girlfriends mate then came and pushed me out of the way so she could stand with Paul. 
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I didnt let that ruin my night though.
I danced, i drinked, i smoked, i sung, i "mingled" but most importantly i had fun and just enjoyed the music.
in the car home my sister ,my 2 friends and i had a little rave with the black eyed peas. I was the only one that could do the rapping parts though haha.
i came home exhaughsted,tired,soar,covered in beer and smelling of tobbaco but it was worth it
soooo worth it.