Thursday, 11 October 2012
This was a truly gruesome show: conducted as more of an experiment, we decided to invite the PopKlubb audience across the road to our rehearsal space after the event had concluded. Unrehearsed, playing brand new material and without our drummer, we proceeded to have some really sticky moments in front of a very cool, knowing crowd. Pedals broke. Harmonies wilted. I had drunk a lot of white rum, which fueled a broken-hearted rant regarding emotional woes of mine at the time. It could not have been worse, and I shall say no more about it.