It's 4:45. An hour and 15 minutes left till I get out of work. The sun is shining but its a quiet before a storm - clouds on the horizon. Rain for a thirsty city. And a storm is going to break my place. Friends coming round for some drum and bass. Neighbours gonna get pounded by JBL. 130 decibels and party virgin Pendulum, Rebel MC and Ez Rollers tracks waiting for their chance. Vodka is chilling in the fridge. Whiskey waiting on the shelf. Beer itching to foam. Its 4:49 and 1 hour 11 minutes left to go and Tarantula plays on my crappy computer speakers... Tenor Fly wants to be free.