Up early-ish, with the expected hangover. Off to Kent for 2 shows with the band. It felt weird doing these gigs when technically I know I should be at the Edinburgh Fringe still, but spoke to my parents (as I do every day at the moment) and I got the go ahead that dad isn't struggling to much today so I could play the gigs.
The first one was a disaster. It looked like such a nice festival, but the sound was shocking, and the organisers so incredibly apologetic about it all; they actually offered us double the money NOT to play because they didn't want us to have such a shitty sound. We did play, and we had such a shitty sound. It was just laughable; two of the PA speakers blew and they were trying to fix them with soldering irons DURING our set. Crazy.
Then 90 minute drive to a brewery, where we were playing an indoor festival there. That was a cracker; the sound was better, the acoustics were great, the audience were willing. We were great tonight, really on it.
Long drive home for Gaf, as the rest of us barely stayed awake.
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