What a day what a bloody day.
So much to tell, and so much sleep to get.
I will make this brief (in theory)
We decided to take the tube to the show tonight.
In our possession was a 125 lb. suitcase containing an amp and other tricks and treats,
three guitars, and three backpacks.
There is a total of three of us here.
It took us 40 minutes of scaling stairs dozens of times
with all of our musical weight to get to the venue.
Upon arrival we were told that we would be getting a very very brief soundcheck.
still everything was fine (seemed fine).
I plugged my guitar only to find out that the pickup had broken on the way over to the UK.
no worries (i thought)
I will just borrow a guitar from one of the other bands.
"YES yes" one of them said,
"you can use my guitar".
I was thrilled.
Ok, it won't be that bad after all.
SO we went on.
during the second song i heard the guitar (that was borrowed)
slowly fade to its powerless death.
The battery died in the guitar and once again i had no guitar,
but this time it was in front of a venue of people.
so the sound man put a mic on it, that in all reality didn't work too well.
We did our best the rest of the set.
and HOPE that noone was disappointed (completely)
and with that PRAYER i leave you.
joshua and the bandit.