Today I found myself at the Sand Bay Holiday Park with plenty of time to spare, so I took 2 hours to myself in a big empty room tuning my drums and doing a little maintenance.
When I returned after teaching the day's students, I found to my extreme delight that the drummer from the other band had gone ahead and moved my kit around- the perfect hand grenade in my'wa'. I did my best to re-position my kit for our soundcheck and got on with it. Unfortunately not only had my fragile 'zone' been destroyed, but I could've sworn someone had taped a quilt over each of the monitors.
I dropped my overnight bag off in my room and had a couple of hours r&r chatting to friends. Electro-acoustic trio ‘String Theory’ did a great set and then we were up. The grooves were there for most of the set but something just wasn't right for me. We all made a few bloopers and I left the stage unsatisfied.
The rest of the night involved compliments which, while gratefully received, meant about as much as a conversation about the weather to me. From then on it was a case of using all my beer tokens up and having a good old chinwag with the rest of the crowd, then listening to Cliff and Animal's stories from their '80s tour of Amsterdam.
Breakfast might aswell have been dog food - it tasted no better and I felt sick as one after eating it. The whole affair was saved only by the comical banter shared between tables! A quick exit ensued, then it was off to Dad's house to give 'Aisha' a scrub.
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Good for people to know.
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