Into the office for my only day this week, stayed till 3pm before heading off to soundchecks. I'm doing okay as a freelancer, I think.
Picked up Mum and drove her into Cambridge for the gig. The dog was playing up big style, it was a bad idea to bring her along...just so excitable.
The gig? Well, I'm amazed it happened. Thousands of people there, biggest gig of our career but so much tension in the dressing room. G just digging at A whilst trying to win V back, it's a complicated triangle. So many tears from certain people, I'm amazed we got onto the stage. We played okay - we're tight, the audience were mostly oblivious but some who were close to us realised that we were pretty much a banter free zone on stage. V then said something in the last song which upset G.
An hour or so after the gig the band effectively split, cancelling the rest of the weekend's gigs.
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