2008-10-25
"I become a hamburger"
Last night, after a day of working on that friggin' homepage of mine - the future homepage of mine that is - I went to see Cobra Skulls. It was nice. I did not really know them before, and obviously most of the very few other people there didn't either. I always feel a bit bad for the bands that come from overseas to play for some twenty people. But they seemed to enjoy themselves and I enjoyed them. I made friends with their merchgirl who actually was a guy, Ryan. He probably was a bit bored and lonely since there were so few guests there. He engaged me in a little talk right away. I always wonder what it is that makes you go on tour with a band as a roadie/stagehand/merchgirl kind of thing. Well, maybe once for the experience and the fun of it. But I think most of the time it is not very convenient or comfortable. And if you're not even in the band you don't get the applause and the love and all that. You just get to work a lot. And maybe party some. Drink beer. I got one of the backstage beers from Ryan for killing time with him I guess. In return I bought two records from him. I think that was about all he sold that night - and he even let me off a few bucks of the price. I got the Cobra Skulls "Sitting Army" and the "Senor and the Queen" by Gaslight Anthem - who are on the same label in Germany. A good evening. I got to practice my english not only writing but speaking it. I don't think I made a mistake like the one my friend made at a McDonalds in London once and that I salute in this posts headline. Probably did though. When Constance was here I kept talking about appliances when I meant applications. Which was funny at least... I'm wondering if yesterday needs to be booked as on of the rather embarrassing occasions where I just talk too much to people not knowing me. I'm notorios for talking to singers/guitar players/bassists - whatever. Too much beer and I tend to turn into a verbal groupie. Which must be even worse for the guys... Well. I don't do that all that often. But it happended. Must have come across rather desperate. Sometimes I am.
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