fuerzabruta and the old country

Had a rather interesting Friday evening out with Arlie and William. Began the evening with William – who recently became my hero by quitting his job at Skype in the heat of the moment – and I meeting Arlie at the Tottenham Court Road tube stop post work carrying a bottle of champers (his going away gift). We hopped on the overly steamy tube (my least favourite method of transpo) and sweated our asses off until we got off at Campden Town. Took a nice little stroll through the freaks and black stomping boot shops down to Chalk Farm and the Roundhouse where the show was taking place.

The show that I’m refering to is called Fuerzabruta or Brute Force in English. It is from an Argentinian performing arts troop