Sunday, 23 August 2009

Sixteenth Night

Swings and roundabouts, mate. Swings and roundabouts.

It was a belter of a show. Such a lovely crowd. It does reinforce this dumb idea of perceived value. The audience this evening comprised almost exclusively people who had paid for their ticket. Which means they've invested in the show. Which means they a) want it to be a success and b) must believe that it will succeed...

So it was great.

Excitingly, the sound check went well, and then the first song began, and the CD started skipping all over the shop. I immediately reached for my ukulele, and began to wonder what sort of an acoustic set I could muster from scratch... It a twisted way, I was sort of looking forward to the challenge...

But then we tried again, and it was ok. Which probably was better, since the CD tracks form about 80 per cent of the show...

Crikey, eh?

Got a bit drunk last night. Ow.


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