Smacks o'clock is an indeterminate time of the evening when one is so drunk that they
willingly visit a over-crowded indie bar that plays self-proclaimed indie 'classics'. It is the time of night when one gives up any notion of
going home early and of their own free-will dances like a loon to
the Smiths and does the macarena to MGMT.
It is, by all accounts, a good time. But no-one can really remember it.