Me and my endeavours with drums and life

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Blackpool Pier

Today started really well, was a bit late getting to Ian's after forgetting my wallet and hitting traffic, but the schedule wasn't affected too much.

After leaving clive's house, Clive mentioned that John called saying that today's show was going to be pulled. They've only sold 24 tickets. I mean, Jeez, that's depressing! There's definitely more important things than money when it comes to playing for me. Suddenly the trip up has turned a little glum.

But after getting here, this story has changed somewhat. Apparently, 400 tickets have been sold and given out for free. I guess the thinking is if they ate going to lose money they may as well do it to as many people as possible because that might generate a little repeat business in the future... Or something like that.

It's a lovely pier and the theatre at the end has loads of character. It Needs a little bit of a doing up though. The same can be said about the whole of Blackpool as it happens. I guess it was lovely in the 50's but precisely nothing has been spent on it since and so it's about a clapped out as a 60 year old hooker that's still trying to appeal to young sailors... Or something like that.

Right now I'm sat outside at the end of the pier with a drink celebrating phil's birthday. The sun I out and I'm feeling a little more upbeat about the gig. I'll do another post later about how it went down.

Laters!!

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Monday, 1 June 2009

Day off before Blackpool

MY GOD ALMIGHT!!! What awesome weather we're having. Waking up to the bright blue skies doesn't half help with the morning mood where a coffee and fag would normally be the catalyst! It reminded me of all them years in the Middle East. I was asked if I ever got used to the heat and sunshine all the time and I have to say, "Yes!" You would assume that 45 degree temperatures with humidity to rival the Amazon would grind you down very quickly but it didn't. Though the first year I was there I remember handling it a lot worse than the summers that followed. And with recent events starting to pan out, there's a possibility that a call might come to return there at some point in the near future. I certainly haven't ruled it out like I would have thought I would some years ago. "Five years is enough" was my stance back then, but with work looking like it is and the exchange rate being very favourable, one would be a FOOL to turn a gig down.

I am sure I had plans to do things today, but they have all but failed me thus far. I had a vague plan to do some more programming for the Faith album that my brother Des and I will eventially get to record with the assisstance of a certain Steve Balsamo.

I did get some emails from the office which instantly made me think, "Oh shit, not more gigs cancelled!?" But alas not, it was more about accommodation arrangements after the Blackpool show.

Clive called to finalise arrangements to get to his tomorrow and a subtle hint to not forget my passport for the flights to Isle of Man and Latvia later in the month. I set a reminder on the phone to not forget, but that isn't a gurantee as I've failed to remember something before after setting a reminder.

Wayne sent me message asking about comps for the upcoming shows. I replied with the ones I know but if any of you would like to come to any of the shows, please check the dates below on the link and let me know asap.

http://www.theshowproviders.biz/index.php?option=com_shows&show=7&Itemid=99&ptype=2

With all the talk of flights, I started shitting myself about the 4 I would have to take very soon. This was emphasised by the fact an Air France plane crashed in the Atlantic today. Great! But what I am to do? Phil's take is to get shit faced on the plane on the way over, but I think he's missing my point; I don't want to die in a plane crash!

Right, going to get a heavy session done in the gym before the 8 day run (or whatever it is) before the next day off.

Steve

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