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[w/ Zu & Guapo]
First gig of the new year. First time we’d been in each others company since Stereolab. We sauntered in, had some booze, lazed through our soundcheck, left with Risteard going: “there’s twenty more minutes, you can do another one…” to which we went, ahhhhhhhh, we’re grand. Nice one.
So then we got up, played about 40 minutes of set which left us all feeling utterly, utterly drained. Lack of match fitness there. Blisters and sweat and ooohhh, it hurts me. Guapo sounded like the inside of Satans belly and Zu were musical algebra. You really had to be there. Afterwards we marvelled at how the backstage always seems to be so full after our gigs, so full that we, the artistes, have to sit on the floor, knackered.
A good night until some fucker stole off with my bike. Lately it seems every show we do pre-empts
some criminal activity…
