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alixandreaMy head hurts. This weekend has rocked, despite working Saturday. But that's OK too, because it means I can have the 21st off, which means I can go down to the West Country for Solstice again this year! :-)
I went to a party last night. No rehearsal as we'd had a gig the night before. I'm getting increasingly worried about our ability to perform at Strawbs since the last gig was bad because we didn't rehearse the Sunday before. But then we're having one on Wednesday, so that should help...
Anyway, this party. I didn't get the job at Culpeppers that I went for, but I made a new friend out of the manageress who happens to be a good friend of Crusty Tim and many of the Mill Road lot. She rang me on Saturday to invite the band to her place on Sunday night, and I decided to take her up on the offer. It was fantastic, lots of hippies and wonderful conversations. Tap water versus bottled water, theatre groups and whether Rory (who I'm sessioning for tonight) is the same guy who narrated Puddle Lane. Lots of drink, lots of ganga (bad bad bad me for smoking just before a gig...) lots of lovely wonderful _real_ people. And a fire. that I could still control. And Erik. :-)
So I decided that since I worked Saturday I'm going to have my time back in the way of a lie-in every morning this week, which should make sessioning, WUS, rehearsal, steward training (for the fair) and whatever pre-fair/pre-birthday antics I get up to of Friday night a little easier. :-)
Now is it me or was there the weirdest thunderstorm last night? I woke up thinking of something (I think it might have been the party) and as I did so there was an enormous crack of thunder that rolled across the whole sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep. After what felt like an hour I once again awoke, with the same thought/image in my mind, to hear a sudden crack of thunder that rolled across the sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep. After what felt like an hour I once again awoke, with the same thought/image in my mind, to hear a sudden crack of thunder that rolled across the sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep... Weird deja vu? My brain playing tricks? I'm really not so sure...
Wokr must come to an end, and soon. I want to work with hippies, not with people who's entire life is absorbed by dull, boring, normal jobs.
I went to a party last night. No rehearsal as we'd had a gig the night before. I'm getting increasingly worried about our ability to perform at Strawbs since the last gig was bad because we didn't rehearse the Sunday before. But then we're having one on Wednesday, so that should help...
Anyway, this party. I didn't get the job at Culpeppers that I went for, but I made a new friend out of the manageress who happens to be a good friend of Crusty Tim and many of the Mill Road lot. She rang me on Saturday to invite the band to her place on Sunday night, and I decided to take her up on the offer. It was fantastic, lots of hippies and wonderful conversations. Tap water versus bottled water, theatre groups and whether Rory (who I'm sessioning for tonight) is the same guy who narrated Puddle Lane. Lots of drink, lots of ganga (bad bad bad me for smoking just before a gig...) lots of lovely wonderful _real_ people. And a fire. that I could still control. And Erik. :-)
So I decided that since I worked Saturday I'm going to have my time back in the way of a lie-in every morning this week, which should make sessioning, WUS, rehearsal, steward training (for the fair) and whatever pre-fair/pre-birthday antics I get up to of Friday night a little easier. :-)
Now is it me or was there the weirdest thunderstorm last night? I woke up thinking of something (I think it might have been the party) and as I did so there was an enormous crack of thunder that rolled across the whole sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep. After what felt like an hour I once again awoke, with the same thought/image in my mind, to hear a sudden crack of thunder that rolled across the sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep. After what felt like an hour I once again awoke, with the same thought/image in my mind, to hear a sudden crack of thunder that rolled across the sky for what felt like forever, and set my heart racing. I stared out the gap in the curtains, waiting and watching for more, but none came. So I went back to sleep... Weird deja vu? My brain playing tricks? I'm really not so sure...
Wokr must come to an end, and soon. I want to work with hippies, not with people who's entire life is absorbed by dull, boring, normal jobs.
