Today was busy, busy, busy. Managed a 7-8 mile run this morning, which, since it was through some pretty dodgy areas, I reckon counts for double mileage when you factor in the adrenalin.
Did a guest spot at a venue called The Grape, with Katerina Vrana.
Bloody hell. Tough venue! Adjoining a noisy restaurant, in what looks like an old bank, with reverby high ceilings. Argh, argh, argh... I don't think I could do a month in a venue like that. Anyway. I read them a little erotic fiction and they seemed happy enough.
Numbers are still low in the audiences, but only comparitively. 20 in tonight - but compare it to the poor darlings at the Pink Bus who cancelled their 9.30 show this evening.
I totally do not buy the whole "audience numbers are up on last year" story. You have only to spend half an hour flyering (or six, in mum and dad's case) to see there are fewer punters about.
I think there are the same number of 'hardcore' festivalgoers, who buy the premium tickets and see the prestige shows. But there are far fewer of the 'chancer' festivalgoers who'll have a flutter with the odd fiver on an unproven performer's show.
Recruited two little flyerers today - Jen and Fiona. Bless 'em. They are splendidly enthusiastic. Ah, youth...
NO 6MUSIC SHOW TOMORROW YESSSSSSSSS
And we have had pizza and ice cream. I didn't run through the fucking ghetto for nothing, you know.