10.01.08

only one gig since Christmas at the Derby beer festival, but what a stormer, having 300 people screaming for more certainly does wonders for your ego. I was filled with apprehension before the gig due to the fact I'd been forced to have 3 pints, I say forced because I'd planned to have the regulation 2 then Lee and Di bought me another one cause it was my birthday, decisions, do I not drink it for the sake of my performance and turn down a free pint? not a chance, anybody who knows me will know I do not turn down free pints. Anyway, got away with it, only one major cock up in My Way which is an above average mistakes per gig ratio. No practice last night due to asbestos work at drummer boys lock up where he works and we practice, and he's worried about his clorestoral count! and singer boy having a wisdom tooth out, I would have thought losing any sort of wisdom was a bad move for him. I suggested the pub but he didn't want to go cause he's not supposed to drink for 24 hours and he could hardly talk. Both excuses turned out to be a load of bollocks, anyone who knows him will know not talking and singer boy should not be used in the same sentence and he was last out the pub still finishing off his 4th pint. One of these days he really will be ill and no one will believe him