Transcription from handwritten eblog Amsterdam

St. Patricks Day early morning in a sunny Amsterdam apartment. In Amsterdam waiting for a hangover to kick in. I may be allergic to cats. (fast forward..I just have a cold!) Gig was great -we were in control. We went quiet and sang unamplified in the bar. ( I sang out too much - I need to plant the song a little closer to myself ) Downstairs we played loud and brash...lots of space to think. Sound was good attention to detail by Trevor. Before we went onstage our dialogue was "shit , I'm so tired, I can't be bothered to pay attention to detail, but we must, overcome this." it was such a battle...but we did pay attention to detail, especially Sal with her slides. I am awake because I am not good at sleeping in a room full of people. I woke after 4 hours sleep and I'm still awake so I got up and I don't feel tired. We drank lovely cocktails espresso martinis, mint julip, margarita, gin tonic, then tequilla back at Bas and Olga's. one thing that works onstge is obvious inter-band communication. Not in-jokes, but directions, signals and ultimately touching or being in close proximity. Thank-you for the opportunity to thrive. Us in Belgium the night before...