He is the sweetest guy. Have you ever looked into his eyes? It was like the first time I heard the Beatles.

This is Gema.



Gema is an enigma. I know zero people as interesting as her. She is a wonderful, one of a kind jewel that I discovered in 2006. We were at a Dirty Pretty Things concert, both flying solo. We met in the front row and quickly discovered that we were soul mates, two peas in a pod, amigas. This is what happened after that.



Then, about one and a half months after we met, we flew to London together to see a Babyshambles concert. This trip resulted in some of the most memorable moments of my life, including almost getting killed/suffocated (3 times) in a massive heap of fellow Pete Doherty fans. I also got in fights with multiple fast food workers in London. Like, can’t you just give me a LITTLE more ice in my fountain soda, sir?



Shortly after we figured out we had sick taste in music, we did what anyone would do: we became DJs, forming the unstoppable force that is Glenn Coco. Glen Coco hasn’t had a gig in a while so feel free to hire us. You don’t know what you’re missing. Aaaaand we’re cheap. But not like that.



We go to festivals too.



Then, with my wonderful friend Kari, we took another trip to London for giggles. On the platform in this picture was a family of 12 baby mice. Don't let the word "baby" fool you, fellas. There were 12. Gema and I sought safety elevated railing. Kari looked on in disgust at our cowardice.



She drives a car that moonlights a robot/transformer and when the top folds down, she likes to act like she’s being attacked by aliens, simply to make onlookers feel awkward. She's the best. See?