reptar

Lot's more goings-on, the gig on Friday night was a bit of a disaster. Got stuck in traffic and ended up missing the soundcheck, setting up took a little too long and then the the beats refused to come through to the mixer. After the stress doubling my blood pressure I worked out a way to run it through the sampler but by this stage we were half an hour late to start. Got cut short by three songs, but the ones we played sounded good. The crowd enjoyed it and wanted more but the grumpy sound tech at the club would have none of it. Then as we were packing up the keys got locked in the boot of the car. That was enough for me, I got a lift home in the car going to get the spare set. I felt so drained mentally that I would have either got stupidly drunk or collapsed in a heap. I've never wanted a cigarette as much as I did the moment we finished.

I have figured out the problem and how to sort it so it'll never happen again.