hello.
just arrived in manchester for the 3rd time in a week. first time was last friday, for our concert at the mena on saturday.
second time was wednesday for the totp awards rehearsals.
and now, third time being the charm, is for the totp awards themselves.
last night was our wembley concert. i’m still stunned that i get to perform in such big venues. for so many years i was playing in weenie little venues, so that to now be performing in big giant venues is still a bit surprising.
looking at an audience of 200 people was something that i had become quite familiar with. looking at audiences of 15,000 people is still quitedisconcerting. nice, but disconcerting. although applying the word ‘disconcerting’ to a concert does seem to be a bit strange, linguistically.how can a receptive and enthusiastic audience be disconcerting?
i’ve had disconcerting audiences in the past.
they usually boo and throw garbage.
last night they didn’t boo or throw garbage, and for that i’m very thankful.
although pablo brought a bottle of homemade moonshine liquor on to the bus, so i’m not terribly thankful for my hangover. although i’m thankful that the homemade liquor didn’t make me blind.
and on thursday morning when i was lying in a hotel bed suffering from insomnia the building next to the hotel decided to disassemble their scaffolding.
from the top down.
metal scaffolding.
being dropped 50 feet onto a pile of other metal scaffolding(s).
every 15 seconds.
even without insomnia i dare you to sleep through giant bits of metal scaffolding being dropped onto other giant bits of metal scaffolding right outside of your overheated hotel room.
but i was thankful that i wasn’t lying underneath the pile of scaffolding. that would’ve been cold, wet, dangerous, and loud.
and a pitcher of orange juice has just arrived, so i’m going to go and drink juice and maybe even bathe.
fascinating, huh.
moby