Check out the second trailer for Due Date. Looks like the Hangover 2 with Robert DJ and a dog instead of a baby, which obviously sounds incredible.

I’ll give it a go when it comes out on DVD (read: I’ll be sure to get hold of a pirated copy before it comes out here).

Apologies for the lack of content today, but last night I attempted to drink enough exported Mexican product to catapult them to the top the ‘Riches Countries In The World’ list.

Nash…
Out!

Author: Bangers and Nash

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Because it’s Friday and I’m extremely hung-over and still in the same outfit I had on yesterday I thought I’d post a bit of boob action, and start a post with ‘because’, because I’m edgy like that.

The headline pretty much spells it out for you. Enjoy.

It’s the simple pleasures.

Nash…
Out!

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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I haven’t posted anything music related for a while, it’s been a frustrating month music wise. I’ve grown tired of my playlists and iTunes shuffle is fighting with me. Eminem’s new album was a nice change, and definitely one to add to the list, but nothing has grabbed me, until The Black Keys came around. I may have found my album of the year.

See why after the jump.

We’ve had some amazing albums so far this year and there are a few in the running for number one, but none so much as ‘Brothers’ by The Black Keys. I’m a massive fan on the blues, mostly the old stuff, but these two weird looking white boys mix it up with a bit of rock and really create amazing music.

I never take things slowly, and since Snoddie put me onto them I have managed to get my hands on all of their six albums, all of which have been playing constantly at work, in the car and at home. I cannot get enough of these guys.

Here’s a quick intro off Wiki:

“The Black Keys formed in 2001 and were active in the underground scene of Akron, Ohio. Their name comes from an artist that Auerbach’s father—an art dealer—supported, who called people “black keys” as an insult. The band released their debut album, The Big Come Up, in early 2002. The album was very successful for a new independent rock band. Along with their second album, it was recorded entirely in drummer Patrick Carney’s basement on an 8-track tape recorder from the early 1980s. The album spawned two singles released as an extended play, “Leavin’ Trunk” and “She Said, She Said”. Both are cover songs; “Leavin’ Trunk” is a traditional blues standard and “She Said, She Said” is originally by The Beatles. “I’ll Be Your Man” would later be used as the theme for the HBO series Hung. “Breaks” was featured in the 2008 film RocknRolla.”

You may want read the rest of their story. And here’s another great article.

Here are two great tunes off their latest album ‘Brothers’. You need to turn this up.

‘Howlin’ For You’

‘The Girl Next Door’

That, my darling, is my music. That is what I love.

Do yourself a favour and get this album, and the rest if you can. The Black Keys are a must to any music collection and most certainly the perfect soundtrack to an evening on the couch with a bottle of whiskey and a good book.

Nash…
Out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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The World Cup is long gone and now all we as a nation are left with are a few empty stadiums and a truck load of plastic trumpet things that make a terrible noise. There are committees in place to make plans for the stadiums, but what are we going to do with all the Vuvuzelas? That is where the Wozela crew come in.

Wanna win 10 000 big ones? Of course you do, imagine all the lap dances you could get!

Find out how after the jump.

Basically WoZela are running a competition in which you have to submit your best use of a Vuvuzela. Best entry’ wins R10k. Here’s their bit.

“The Vuvuzela has become an extraordinary symbol of unity in South Africa.
WoZela wants to make this object of unity an object of utility by generating ways to reuse it.

Submit your ideas to this blog as videos, photographs or sketches, you will only be judged on your idea.

The winners will be handed over to local artists and craftsmen to produce for themselves to sell around the world.

They’ll get all the proceeds.
You’ll get all the glory.”

It doesn’t really get any easier than that does it. R10k. Come now!

Check out some of my best.

Muzzle for Mel. Classic, though it’s not really getting rid of that many.

CD rack.

I could dig that. Maybe a few in a row ‘African Kitsch’ I call it.

This one is actually very cool, and bloody useful.

And then this one…

God, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to pee out of a window and the last few drops are always such a bitch. With lack of pressure comes lack of distance, which means finding a sock to mop up. It’s not ideal.

Anyway, you have until 30 SEPTEMBER to get your entries in. Get cracking bitches! Enter HERE.

If I win we are going for a HUGE party, with loads of WoZela beer funnels.

Nash…
Out!

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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The list of finalists for this years blog awards are out and thanks to you, my gorgeous readers, I’ve been nominated for Best Entertainment. Now, as much as I tried to steer clear of the clusterfuck of ‘vote for me’ tweets and posts from fellow bloggers today, I feel I had better put one up. If not to get you voting for me, then to get you voting for my suggested list because the rest are rubbish.

See my suggested list below.

There’s been a lot of shouting and bitching over some of the nominees online today and rightly so. I say this very reluctantly because we all know how ridiculous this online vibe can be and, as I am sure you are well aware, I try my damndest to stay clear of it. But I thought I had better put up my thoughts on who to vote for because it’s a bit of a weird selection this year.

Some of the blogs in the final ten in several categories are completely crap and I have no idea what voting schemes the authors got involved in to earn their spots. Now this may come across as bitterness or jealousy or whatever other negative adjective you can come up with, but to be completely honest I don’t give a shit, because I’ve been nominated. These are just my thoughts on some of the nominees.

Best Entertainment

This is the category I have been nominated for so I think it’s pretty obvious who you should vote for. And to be honest (arrogant?) there is only one competitor – 2oceansvibe.
Pharside is a there, but he’s running for Best Overseas Blog so vote for him there.

Best marketing

Do I even need to mention names here? Cherryflava people, Cherryflava. Though I’m hoping we see a lot more of 10and5 in the future – very cool site.

Best Post On a SA Blog

This is a tough one for me. It’s between this gem from 6000 and the infamous Klap Gym BOET by Slick Tiger.

Best Overseas SA Blog

Vote for my boy Marky Mark and the Pharside.

Best Photographic

Go for the Bree Street local guywithcamera – please, Hipsters, a photo site from nights out (no matter how cool they are) is not an award winner, it’s a giant Facebook album.

Best New Blog

Unfortunately I have never heard of any of these except Cape Town Girl. I took a quick look at the rest on the list and was bombarded with kids cakes, girly things and discussion topics fit for a baby shower. Oh, and inevitable blog using the name of the latest ‘famous’ Afrikaans dude – what is up with the market ready to eat this shit up?

So, although I can’t really pass decision on these, as I don’t follow any, vote for Cape Town Girl because she is like me – from Cape Town, good looking and in it for the free shit.

Best Food And Wine

Has to go to The Foodie. Aficionado (jamiewho) is right there but I just can’t put them on top of The Foodie. Either way you vote go for one of these two.

Best Music Blog

Firstly, Die Antwoord is not a blog. How it made it into this category is beyond me.
It’s pretty clear that the electro scene is dominating, but there are a few to look at here. DontParty have some great content and vary it among genres. Texxandthecity writes amazing reviews and has good insight, though perhaps not as appealing to the main stream. MusicalMover always has the new shit and I enjoy her work. A vote for either of them is putting the deserving blogs forward.

Best Fashion

Vote Aficionado! (beacuse Maketh Man is in there as well, kind of)

Best Sports Blog

Urban Ninja

Best Indigenous Language Blog (WTF!)

The always mental WatKykJy

Most Controversial Blog

Firstly, why is a blog like Whale Cottage in this category? No offence to them, but does one post on a mundane site get you nominated in Most Controversial? Anyway I have heard of none of them besides 2oceansvibe and the only thing that is controversial about that site is the rate card.

Best Twitter Account

This one has to go to the incredibly funny and far removed from the online bullshit Kevin McCallum.

Then besides the other categories I left out either because I have no interest in the topics or follow none of the bloggers (which would make my opinion pointless and irrelevant), why was 2oceansvibe/radio not nominated in the Radio or Podcast categories? And if not why not? Leading the way in online radio surely get’s you ahead of some of the very questionable nominees? Or am I missing something here?

There you have it. My honest opinion on the vibe this year. Like it, don’t like it, whatever, just click on the vote for me banner so I can get more free stuff and groupies, which obviously means more free stuff and groupie overflow for you. And I’m sure you haven’t forgotten about my promise to you? Obviously that can only happen if you and all the people you know in the world vote for me, even your ex’s.

So get voting my darling. It’ll be worth it, and I’m sure you agree.

Nash…
Out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Brewers & Union and Jack Black Beer have teamed up with The Neighbourgoods Market in Woodstock, to present Cape Town’s first Craft Beer Festival. The event will draw on small, independently-owned breweries to unite under the banner of ‘Real Beer’.

More.

Thursday 23 September (the night before Heritage Day), will see a collection of the Real Beer producers, foodie enthusiast and those that appreciate the art of craft brewing, joining together for an evening of indulgence.

If, for some reason, you lost focus there what I was saying is that on 23 September God, with the help of Brewers & Union and Jack Black Beer, will be creating a little piece of heaven in Cape Town. Real beer and real food. It really does not get any better.

See you there.

Nash…
Out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Inspired by an article that Amanda Savast posted yesterday on Joburg vs Cape Town drivers, I thought I’d add my two cents (read: overly emotional ranting) to the argument, because as a seriously mellow dude, bad driving is about the only thing that gets me to the killing point in two seconds flat.

That's what Cape Town drivers look like to me. Deer in a headlight.

See how Cape Town drivers can learn from those Joburg people.

Amanda nails a lot of points in her post, very relevant ones at that, but for me it comes down to two things, and two things only; speed and assertiveness. Cape Town people drive way too slowly and they are completely incapable of making a decision in less than minute. These two factors affect ever single situation. But let’s look at a few of the worst.

Hesitation

This is a result of a lack of assertiveness and it causes all sorts of shit, from traffic jams to accidents, to me mouthing the words ‘you are fucking useless’ in a manner deaf people and lip readers would appreciate.

When there is a lot of traffic and you (normally some woman around 40 years of age or older) are sitting halfway across the other lane and looking to get into mine but are too scared of the cars in my lane moving at 10km/h and I flash my lights at you and gesture with my hand for you to go and you look at me like a fucking mentally retarded deer gawking into the headlights of the Starship Enterprise and don’t take the gap, I feel like getting out of my car and punching you in the ovaries, providing you didn’t sell them along with your brain and ability to make a goddamn decision, saving our future generations from your offspring.

[aaand breath]

Seriously, if you push in, the cars in the traffic in the other lane WILL NOT hit you. For one they are only driving at 5 to 10km/h and secondly, they can probably make decisions relatively quickly. Decisions like breaking when a car pulls out in front of them that they have seen from more than ten metres away. If they can’t and they hit you then look on the bright side, at least you’ll meet another middle aged woman to join your book club.

Problem Two: Speed

In no way am I advising you to break the speed limit, unless we are in a 60 zone and clearly not in a residential area where a small child or dog could run out (cats are fine). What I am asking, nay pleading, is that you at least drive the speed limit. If it says 120 GO 120. Do not sit at 100 and think it is ok. Some of us have lives. We’re not avoiding going back to our fat husbands or wives no longer interested in sex.

Seriously, the M3 is going to land me in Polsmore. I drive it daily and every single fucking day there is some douche sitting in the right lane going 0.004 km/h faster than the dude in the left lane (no bad names for him because he’s in his place), oblivious to me as I drive up his exhaust pipe and tour his engine block. If there is no one in front of you MOVE OVER. What the hell are you doing driving 90 on a highway, in the right lane?

On that note, and I’m adding to the point now, if I am currently being blocked by some slow bastard in the fast lane and YOU try and drive up my backside I will slam on breaks in an effort to make you literally shit yourself, hit me, or pull over and cry – on a good day all three.

(I’m not even going to get onto those people that don’t pull over on the open road to let you pass during a particularly heavy traffic area after they JUST overtook someone who let them past. But I will be, soon.)

Problem Three: Yielding and lane joining

Yield DOES NOT mean stop. When you stop at a yield and there are no other cars around I secretly wish a faulty jet, 30 000 feet in the air would lose and engine and that that engine would hurtle toward earth at a startling speed, eventually smashing directly into your car obliterating everything – obviously in a manner that would allow me to easily skirt around the and continue with my day.

Lane joining. You know, when two become one, like on Hospital Bend on the way out of town. You have NO idea how many times I get stuck behind idiots here. While in the right lane they slow down to about 60 then cross over into the left lane about ten metres before both lanes join up. WHAT THE FUCK are you people thinking? You do not have to move into the left lane, THEY JOIN UP! Are you retarded?

I’m going to have to cut this off here, because as I write I’m thinking of a million other things. I’ll have to do a part two to this because there really are too many useless drivers out there. I think the above sums up the major problems in Cape Town. Lack of speed and assertiveness, two problems that lead to 98% of all issues on the road.

So, Cape Town drivers, I’m not saying Joburg drivers are better (Cape Town is obviously the best at all things awesome), I’m just saying we can learn a few things form them. Take the gap, don’t hesitate. Do not be afraid to use that accelerator pedal when the time calls. But promise me this, when you make a decision stick to it, DO NOT pull out half way through, because then you’re just another doos in the middle of an intersection in everybody’s way.

Nash….
Out!

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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The weekend started off firmly in the realm of debauchery and slowly descended into a tranquil place of peace and beach sand. So instead of kicking the new week of with something a little heavy, like I like to do, here’s a bit of the good stuff on a mellower level. Sourced and supplied by Snoddie.

Our Sunday vibe in Noordhoek.

Check them out after the jump.

Wolf Gang

Frightened Rabbit

Check them out, some pretty good stuff.

Nash…
Out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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It’s Friday and I’m about to hit the King James bar for a few bevos and some pool. But I want you to enjoy your last few hours of work, so below is a clip of a hot little number keeping fit with the help of a Wii.

Don’t ask me why, just enjoy.

I’m off to get completely out of my mind.

Nash…
Out!

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Faaaak charna that ledge Snoddie flicked this little beaut in ma direction and I just had to share it with you. It’s protein vodka which means you never have to miss a loading session. EVER. You can get huge right INSIDE the club while you chatting up all the squeezers and dancing like a fuucken machine BOET.

Shades IN a club and now Protein IN vodka…does it get any better?

Check it after the jump.

Seriously, no spice BOET. You know what it’s like, clubbing for hours on end klapping bags of cocaine just isn’t good for your form charna, and it’s such a las keeping a protein shake in the Beemer (the GTi is obviously easier cause it has those lekka cup holders). When your rippling biceps call for protein you gotta give it to them BOET.

And this is the solution. No more shrinking muscles or administering protein injections via a load of semen from your charna in the men’s toilet. Now all you need to do to get your protein fix is klap more vodka BOET! Cause these legends have put the magic powder that makes us so faaaken sexy and huge IN the vodka. Don’t ask me how they did it cause I was never good at Geography but they did. No spice BOET. No spice. No spice.

PROTEIN! Get INSIDE me!

How’s that hey! Yussus I can’t wait to get my self-tanned mitts on that stuff. Protein 24 sevvveeen bitches!

Facebook group here.

Schweeet! Let’s go tag team some stupid whores and accidentally cross swords!

Later…
BOET!

I think Slick Tiger may like this one.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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You by now know my thoughts on the Sony Ericsson and the terrible time I’ve had with them of late. From failing products to their very confused PR agency that is now sending me PR material to promote their brand.  After I met BlackBerry there was no other phone for me. So to help the process I’ve written Sony Ericsson a breakup letter. It’s the best way to do this sort of thing.

My ex model. We banged for a bit but she turned out to be quite kak.

My letter after the jump.

Dear Sony Ericsson

We’ve had such an amazing four years together. I still remember the first time I met you at that Italian restaurant. You were wearing that cheeky little orange number and you were just so much hotter than the Samsung flip model I was currently seeing. I knew then that I wanted you, even before I got to play with your MP3 function.

I waited out the last three months of my contract and picked you up from Fourways Mall, I was up there for work and you were available. Needless to say things started off well. You were so amazing, and the best phone I had ever been with. You’re picture quality was amazing and the online features (even back then) were pretty good.

I got into this whole ‘blogger’ vibe about a year into our relationship and you were always so supportive. You helped me gather content and chat to people easily. We did hit a few speed bumps on the way, nothing a few software upgrades couldn’t sort out though. Things carried on like that for the next two years. We were happy and in love.

When the time came for my upgrade I knew I’d stay with you, no other brand could satisfy me like you could, especially seeing as the new you had a 5mp camera and 3G. By now I was fully into the online vibe and being able to stay connected and gather awesome quality content in the forms of pictures and videos was so useful.

As happy as we were I think it was during this contract period that the cracks started to show. I believe sexual attraction is vitally important to any relationship and I’m not sure what changed but I found you started switching off more regularly and turning you on again became a laborious task. You would freeze up and become impossible to interact with. You started shutting me out.

Two years went by and though our moderate happiness was interspersed with periods of silence and software issues I looked forward to another Sony Ericsson upgrade. I wasn’t prepared to throw away years over some flashy model from Nokia. Plus, the new you had an 8.2mp camera, mass storage capabilities, a huge screen and full 3G – you were just getting better with age. Or were you?

It seemed with age came issues. Like any partner with a few years behind them you had obviously picked up some heavy baggage, possibly in the form of utterly useless software developers. You had slowed down so much that using basic functions like the address book became highly frustrating, never mind activating the camera – which after a while had to be done by opening the phone and going through the menu instead of using the ‘awesome’ touch screen function that never worked.

On that topic, you became completely oblivious to my touch, it was like I wasn’t even there. I tried the gentle approach, stroking your screen like only the most caring of lover can. When that didn’t work I got you drunk and pushed your screen buttons with all the grace of a 16-year-old adolescent attempting his first bra strap. Nothing worked.

Not even after I protected you that one night in Stellies when that dude grabbed you out of my hand and I had to fight to get you back did you respond to me. It was quite clear we were over. But contracts are contracts and we were stuck together for the next what felt like forever. All the potential in the world wasted due to useless software.

I thought I’d never find another phone again, I lost hope. But they say you find your love while not looking and that is exactly what happened. It just so happened that a BlackBerry was looking for a user at the very same time I gave up on us. We, the BlackBerry and I, found one another one winters night under a streetlight on a quiet street. It was love at first use.

Suddenly I had this intelligent, user friendly device that allowed me to do anything I wanted. Granted the picture quality is not as good as yours but it does the job, some things need to be sacrificed. Now that I’m basically an online god the Blackberry is the perfect partner. We are the new power couple.

I can manage all my Twitter needs with possibly the best Twitter software out there, including that found on PC. I have access to all my email accounts, I can blog and BBM saves me what small countries consider a fortune. BlackBerry and I are very much in love and I doubt I’ll be seeing anyone else in the future.

Your attempts to contact me were appreciated at first. Promises of new units were exciting but after you didn’t follow through on them your reputation of being unreliable was further cemented for me. I realise you may have been hurt but asking me to then review a new unit before sending it back for no charge was out of line. It’s over now I’m afraid. I want you to understand that.

I need you to understand that, because sending me PR emails asking me to promote your products to my readers, and packages with promo items encouraging me to use my fingers on you is completely pushing the boundaries. For one I can’t use my fingers on you because you refuse to work, and secondly we broke it off because you are shit. You cannot satisfy me needs anymore, do not expect me to promote you. Are you confused about this issue? If so I can elaborate?

I wanted this to be a clean breakup but you have forced me to do this. I’m sorry it didn’t work out, we had a lot of fun and shared a lot of memories but it’s finished. I’m happy with BlackBerry. All my needs are met all of the time. I’m sure you will find some other sucker to buy your crap.

Fondest regards and thanks for the memories.

Nash.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Ok, there isn’t really a membership vibe here, it’s free, but if there were the British chick that chucked a cat in a bin for shits and gigs would receive an honorary lifetime membership. If you haven’t seen the latest internet sensation (besides me) yet then you NEED to check this vibe out.

The magic starts around the 24 second mark.

Can you handle that!

How’s that chicks vibe. You can just see what she is thinking. I’ve watched it a million times, each time focusing on her. People are getting it all wrong, don’t focus on the cat (it’s a cat forfuckssake) just watch the woman.

Hey, a cat. Mmm, I wonder…would kitty like a little stroke? Kitty likes that. Oh…a bin. Mmm…come on kitty, come on….no one’s looking….

BOOM!

IN.

THE.

BIN!

What the fuck! Truly one of the most amazing videos of the year. In the woman’s defence it almost looks like the cat wanted to go in the bin.

And check this Facestalk vibe…

Amazing!

The world. It’s filled with nutters, and I love them all.

Nash…
Out!

PS. I in no way condone animal cruelty. Except in this case.

via News24

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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I received a very nice invite last week for a chow down at Gourmet Burger in Heritage Square. The Photographer was in town, as was my Presenter. I hadn’t seen Le Crush Girls latest victim, Jamie, nor been drinking with the doe eyed rock star Rudi ‘Let’s Get Fucked Up’ Cronje in some time. So by the power of Twitter we were seated around a table at Gourmet Burger, ready for anything.

Get that IN your face.

My thoughts and ramblings after the jump.

Let me kick this off with the fact that we were all bloody starving, even The Photographer who had just smashed a Prego roll (the man must have the metabolism of a fucking cheetah). For appetisers we launched straight into the tequila and sipped on a few beers.

When it comes to the menu at Gourmet Burger one is not left wanting. There must be at least 30 options, maybe more. I was delirious with hunger and slightly dazed by the onslaught of tequila and ended up choosing an option I would never normally go with, Lamb with mint and yogurt dressing…I’m normally a bacon, avo and feta man ALL the way. The others went with various options, all equally as delicious sounding.

Our food arrived before the next round of tequilas, thankfully, and mine was absolutely phenomenal. The size is man sufficient and the fries they serve are amazing, the propa thin-cut-stuff-in-your-face-as-fast-as-you-can kind. The other burgers looked very good, and I must admit to a bit of food envy, not that I was unsatisfied with mine. Rudi and The Photographer would not shut up about their mustard – I’ve marked it down for next time.

We polished the food off within seconds, ok, minutes, but the frenzy was over quickly and we moved onto our next round of tequilas followed by some suitcases (I’m bringing them back) and then dessert. Oh sweet, sweet desert.

The Presenter and I opted to share the chocolate brownies, which turned out to be a good choice. Restaurants reputations, for me, are destroyed or built around the quality of their chocolate brownies, that’s how important they are to me. There is nothing quite like the combination of fresh, hot brownie mixed with cold ice-cream making sweet, sweet love to my mouth. Let’s just say I was satisfied and I, and my mouth, will be back for more.

Now on a roll, and at the tequila of no return (the watershed at which one must call it a night or have that next shot which will ultimately lead to a night of bad decisions) we decided enough was enough, ordered a round of coffee and left Gourmet Burger completely satisfied, pleasantly tipsy and a list of at least three other burgers we wanted to test out. All in all it was a great night. Awesome company accompanied by good food.

Gourmet Burger is a burger joint, that’s it. There are no frills which is exactly how I like it, because when that burger craving kicks in only a real burger will suffice and that’s exactly what you’ll find there (was that line straight out of an old ciggie ad?). That and cold beer and chilled tequila.

If you haven’t tried it out I’d strongly suggest it. What’s more is they are running a cheeky winter special (that has just been extended). They are handing out fliers redeemable for a buy one get one free vibe but I’ll let you in on a little secret. If you go there and tell management that you read about how awesome the burgers are and that you would love to take advantage of the special, and you ask really nicely, they’ll hook you up.

It’s a pleasure.

Nash…
Out!

For more info check out www.gourmetburger.co.za

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Christmas tits, that was a lot to fit into one headline and I still left out Double Adaptor, El Gordo, Nathan Scott Phillips and Beyond The Stars – all brought to you by that naughty Havana Club Rum. I’ve been waiting for this weekend for over a month now, so excited was I that I almost flew up to Pretoria for the Saturday show.

Want free tickets? Click ‘Read More’.

Check out the vibe for Friday night here.
Saturday’s vibe over here.

I’ll have to settle for Fridays show at Assembly though, which I think will be more than enough seeing as the day will kick off with an indoor golf compo at Brand House, drinks at Brands Rock then a town side braai before hitting Assembly.

Unfortunately I don’t have anything except my good looks and wit for you Cape Town people, but I do have tickets for the ever expanding Joburg/PTA Posse. All you have to do is leave the best comment below.

GO!

Nash…
Out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

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Seriously, I don’t even dig cats. I’ll do it between brushing my teeth and taking your mom out for a seafood lunch and not even flinch.

Do you want to find this animal at the bottom of your pool? No? Then nominate!

Click the banner to nominate me and follow all the instructions. REMEMBER, you need to confirm your nominations then you’ll get an email, THEN you confirm by clicking on the link in the email, before selling the rights to your first born son to News 24. It’s confusing but it’ll be worth it in the long run, for me.

Which means it’ll be worth it for you.

Nash…
Out!

PS. I’m also trying to get chucked out, you may wanna check this out.

Author: Bangers and Nash

Nash’s Job is meeting people and bringing you a serving of the good stuff.

Bangers and Nash daily serving |RSS | @bangersandnash

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