1) house party till five in the morning
2) have no memory whatsoever of either falling asleep or waking up
3) eat a chicken sandwich
4) drive 3 and a half hours to a gig we were expecting to be terrible
5) went really unbelievably well but
6) was so hot that I literally changed my clothes, twice and
7) scored the most atrocious blister
8) had only eaten a chicken sandwich so was literally shaking when we stopped playing
9) drummer dithered like a fucking goon when taking the gear down making it take literally twice as long as it should
Less chatting, more packing.
You are never bringing your gear ever again.
10) drive three and a half hours home, arriving at half three
11) sit down to some pasta, garlic bread and some leftover champagne
12) will be gigging again at 3 tomorrow
Guys, I've been busy. I'm really super-duper absolutely fried, both physically and mentally. I'll consider looking at this stuff once I've eaten (probably will) but my Laser of Justice
TM is going to be highly faulty. Sorry I've been away, but, well, hey, I've been away. Normal service should resume tomorrow night, assuming I don't just pass out from exhaustion and never wake again.