Well after a very odd and hectic day with Nathan trying to get our new van together and the rest of us trying to get the tiny bits of extra gear (like English plug adapters) together - and an old strange Scottish man singing and playing his harmonica on the tube - we finally get to the Half Moon in Putney, London to discover that our brand new keyboard doesnt have the right outputs to plug into the PA system.
It wasn't a good start. But after that things turned upwards!
The Half Moon was cooking with people and the response was overwhelming and I think we all felt a bit emotional at how strong the reaction was. We sold loads of CD's and the place was jumping from the first song to the last. What a relief. And our mates from Dorp were there and also loads of other suprise friends.....eh?
aaaah shit, we are a rock band, why is this blog so soppy im wondering....
so anyway, then we snorted 8kg of cocaine until the room changed colour, drank 14 litres of Guiness, smashed the club into pieces performed an illegal abortion on the street with a pair of plyers while Andrew was setting fire to Buckingham Palace.
What a great night.
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