Tuesday, December 12, 2006

From Munich

Jetted off to Munich yesterday, well I say jetted, I mean flew there on a BA flight (probably got radiation now) for the Roots support gig with my manager Roy.

Good performance from myself but was a hard show. Reminded me of the early days when most of you hadn't heard of me and would talk through my shit. It wasn't a disrespect thing though. A sold out one and a half thousand capacity venue is just not the best place for yours truly to do a half hour acoustic set. The same thing would have happened had it been my own gig. Saying that though I do remember supporting John Legend at Birmingham Academy to about the same amount of people, maybe more, and it being a lot quieter, but hey who knows?

What I do know is, after the Berlin gig tonight when I get back to the UK and prepare myself for the Bristol gig ,it will be with the B-Team. For real, those big venues just don't feel the same without that BA Barracas look-a-like mother fucker Cassell beating away on his 10 year old drum kit, while Andy Fat 'Face' Sheldrake flicks his even 'fatter than his face' bass guitar strings like musical clit's and Beni G ..the other one from the A-Team ..Whats his fucking name? Fuck I think I'm getting people mixed up now ..all I know is I'm that old cunt who always has a fucking cigar in his mouth ….Except I don't smoke anymore .But I'm still using the nicorette inhalator so technically that makes me Hannibal.


Well any way, when all those cunts are with me, especially Beni G scratching away on his hired Pioneer CD-J's (how many plugs have I got to give you guy's till you endorse us? Honestly, have you not seen the No More Eatin' video?)- it gets through to all those fuckers ..Even the dickheads at the back who are trying engage in conversation with their pals. Do you know why? Because its so fucking loud they have to listen.

Don't get me wrong though, I love acoustic music, it's just there's a time and a place. Like when I performed at Neighbourhood for Patrick Neate's (the author) spoken word night. The audience loved it. Exact same set as last night but to the right crowd, people who had come to hear someone read a chapter from a book and watch a poet perform live poetry. In that environment all I need is an acoustic guitar.

Anyways, more interesting news now. As you read in the latter I've quit smoking. It hasn't actually been that hard. It's been two month's now and I no longer have an overwhelming urge to smoke. The nicorette inhalator tampon thing -goes everywhere with me, although I'm not using it a lot. You're supposed to use about 12 cartridges a day if you were a 20 a day smoker ..I'm managing on just the one cartridge per day (wow! good for me). At the airport in Munich there are complimentary (free) gourmet coffee vending machines by each gate and glass housed smoking booths. The booths have built in ash trays and extractor fans to keep the smoke from harming anyone other than the people smoking.

Question; Why did no one think to install these simple little inventions into pub's and club's across Britain considering the impending change of law?


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