Morning drum lesson with one of my regulars, was fine - I have a schedule for them, they regularly hit it, the two hours go quickly.
Long drive up to Hull with the band for tonight's sold-out show. Nice, big room, suspiciously slapdash soundcheck (turns out it was mostly drums in the mix) but made to feel very welcome. G totally lost the plot and attacked all of us in the dressing room beforehand, me in particular, and we're not sure why. He's emotional and soon to leave the band, but his outbursts were shocking and out of nowhere...nobody had no idea what happened there.
Did the gig, it was fine...tight, professional.
After the gig, G kicked off in the car park again. The boy needs help, it's just emotional rage with no facts to back it up, like he just wants to scream and shout for the sake of it. I wish I could help.
Got drunk with the locals and super fan, Ian, who has been following the band around a bit.
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