Day 8: Jakarta

Jakarta is crazy, one of the most intense experiences possible, an 18 band bill onslaught all day meant many (300?) chaos punks binge drinking, passing out and then those still moving stealing from those less able to defend their wallets. 10 year olds smoking, crowd surfing and selling us much Yum Yum. BYO baby and soccer Hooligans. Everyone had an obsession with a photo with the Boule (Whiteys), the first time we have been the only white people in the venue, and possibly the entire city. Sadly not enough time for Injakmati to play last, which made the whole crew real sad as that would have been their last show for the tour. Tour guide-less for the first time, we make it back to the hotel in one piece to finally let our guard down, drink and listen to Raised Fist and Psychobilly. 3am Coconut Harry breaks into the karaoke bar fridge to bring us back icy cold ANKER longnecks! Why they have a padlock attached around the fridge with a piece of string and thought it would outsmart the beer hungry Germans I dont know. I definitely recommend playing Jakarta but not for the faint hearted.