Things with the band aren't looking positive; I'd be amazed if we make it beyond September. Huge shame, a certain pianist has a lot to answer for.
Got offered a guest slot on the Royal Mile, which I accepted and then just shouted to nobody for 6 minutes. Without amplification those slots are pointless and can damage my hungover voice.
'Least of Your Problems...' was lovely today; fast, slick. An audience of 9, which in a room that size still feels fine. Really enjoyed myself.
Went to watch Mr Swallow - amazing show, by far one of the best things I've ever seen at the fringe.
I thought it was a no-show for '50 Ways...' but it turns out my audience (all 11 of them) were just waiting politely outside. I was so fast tonight, 38 minutes actually. It's supposed to be a 60 minute show. Slow down, Richards.
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