Belgium is still living in the 28th and it's only late six in the afternoon. The event won't start until nine. So, if you were to ask me where I would wish myself to if it was made possible, defying all laws of everything, then yes, in a heartbeat, I'd say Lotto Arena, Antwerp.

It's where all the fun is, jam-packed with crazy neon lights and other fun shit, and even crazier sets because, damn it, the whole bleeping gang is there. Then after all that heat and rush dies down at six the next day, I'll be sinfully decadent and feed on Belgian chocolates, savoring each bite...

Mm.

No joke, though; I want all that headache-inducing noise in my face.