The show went well. The Garage was pretty full. Mostly random twentysomethings mulling about. I met a couple of the other bands, The Lodgers, Bear Paw and Neighborhood Watch. Nice peeps. Good vibes (or, as we say in German, wibes). The Lodgers had the room dancing like mad at the end. It was an immensely pleasurable evening.
The last time I played in the UK was when I was in Edinburgh for the Fringe Festival two summers ago. Half of the audience (angry British “lads”) stormed out at the end (audience of 13 people, mind you). One of those rude bastards shouted “thank god the door’s not locked!” before he ran out.
This time was a world of difference. The venue was packed. The audience (British people with bad teeth) responded with love and laughter. They did all the gestures I asked them to do (obedient fuckers). They were awesome. A good audience can really make the performance, I find.
Anyway, it was a smashing success. I met an actress who plays primarily zombies. I met a songwriter who does exclusively sad songs (“too sad” she insisted. “Jeff Buckley’s dead. People don’t want to hear sad songs”). The drunken photographer kept hugging me and kissing my face. He also handed out my SPT buttons to most of the audience during my show.
The next day everything went nuts. I missed my flight to Tübingen because a woman working for the airline told me with confidence that my plane left from Gate 42. It didn’t. It left from Gate 36 but by the time I finally made it to the right gate (Stansted is a huge and complicated airport), the gate was closed. So I missed the show. No more flights to Karlsruhe.
The only chance I had of leaving to Germany was a Flixbus leaving at 9:30pm. So, I bought the ticket, wandered around near Buckingham Palace, drank a hot chocolate in Patisserie Valerie, ate blood sausages and eventually jumped on the bus.
I’ll be back in three months, thanks to Robert Stephenson (my London “manager”) to take over London. We’re planning a big show with 6 cameras and the works.
Here are photos taken with my shitty iphone:
2 thoughts on “Breathlessly Running Through London”
Hey my husband and I were in that audience of 13 people in Edinburgh and we had a ball. Quality show. Was playing your CD in the car today also.
That’s great to hear. I’m glad you guys came to that show