I get a call at 9:40. This one tells me that I shoudl be in Walker at 10:15, which puts me in a bad mood. I stump in and sulk at people, eventually settling down to work.
A morning of Maisying, then.
At lunchtime I’m still annoyed and pouting somewhat, and I don’t initially want to have the lunch. I relent. I was wrong, it’s delicious.
Back to work, and at 17:00 I slip off home to prepare for the Jeays gig. I take a guitar I’ve not used for this purpose for seven years and have to dig up a pick-up, DI and leads. I set off for the gig at 18:00.
I catch the tube to Oxford Circus. On exiting the station I’m so confused by the people that I walk in the wrong direction (south-west rather than north-east) for five minutes before I realise it, so I have to turn around, walk back and (worst of all) negotiate the crowds around Oxford Circus again.
I reach the venue just as the rest of the band are arriving. They are all wearing hats. We go downstairs. There is, as yet, not much in the way of a set-up, though there are other performers. Introductions and banter, and also we get a chance to run through a couple of songs (though without amplification) and I reacquaint myself with Will’s bass.
Robin Ince, whose night this is, arrives and a sound-guy is procured. We all plug in and sound check and then go and hide behind the curtain.
We kick off the show with a slowish number, then there’s a set from Mr Ince, then sketches, then we do three numbers. The second half follows the same structure. I bummerise, but less than I thought I would. Say You Love Me, which is called out of the aether, is very powerful.
After the show we sit around chatting for a while until we’re turfed out. I find that I can catch a 453 almost to my door. Which is nice, though slow.
Bed very late.