12th September 2017
We left the hotel at 4pm and arrived at the venue with John Garden and Sean McGhee already sound checking. It’s a beautiful intimate room. An historical Synagogue.
I walked in via the auditorium and my heart sank. Tangy. It sounds tangy and wrong. I bet an acoustic line up would be fab but with electronica, without an audience to dampen it down, it’s harsh. On stage – bad to worse. A sea of white noise and my brow is heavy. My brow is heavy anyway. I’ve got a Neanderthal brow, like with a proper ridge, right monkey like, but now it’s heavy metaphysically too. Bastard brow.
Anyhow. My brilliant and capable team are doing what they can and I can but hope. Often the scariest sound checks lead to fab gigs. Not as often as fab sound checks do, but it’s not without the realms of possibility.
I am going to comfort graze on the rider and paint my face.
Tell me everything will be fine.
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