Last night, I should have been laid up in a hospital bed filled with painkillers; a spot of non-major surgery still requires enough tranquilising for you to be expected to stay in overnight for observation. However much this may seem like a sensible procedure, sometimes you’ve just gotta split. I worked out the pros and cons and realised that seeing a skateboarding legend and his band playing at my local was very much one of these splitting occasions, so after some sweet talking of the medical team I was let loose with an arm full of metal and pocket full of painkillers to see Tommy Guerrero at the Brudenell.