Did the 'cave gig' again last night. That's what they call it because the place is no more than 6 metres wide. I heard the all mightest glass crash on the opposite wall. He grabbed a frigging spirit bottle from under the bar and threw it. I picked up the base, it was a bigger bottle than my 700 ml red label. Ok, it seemed like he threw it directly at the wall for scare tactics but !@#$%^& if they want to behave like delinquents then treat them like that. Ban all glass, serve their drinks in plastic and for god's sake put those spirit bottles out of reach at the back of the bar. My friend said to me " have'nt seen you around for awhile". "Yeah, I've been stopping at home lately". "I wonder why" he said. I really like the owner but I don't want to go back there yet, maybe when I stop shaking.
Apart from that I had the best gig so far doing lots of work with the brush and cains.
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