The band played Fibber's on Saturday night. The night followed pretty much the same routine as every other gig there: lift heavy gear, arrive early for soundcheck, wait for a few hours with nothing to do, play gig, wait for a few more hours soaked in sweat, carry more gear back to the studio through a drunken crowd, struggle to make last Nitelink home at 4 AM. There were two main differences about this show, however:
1./ The place was packed to the rafters. Probably the biggest crowd I'd played to in Fibber's since the first Dime-ination show a few years back.
2./ This was my first metal gig with my new bass, Erin O'Connor. It was great to be able to play without my shoulder going numb. Natalie, my old Warwick six-string bass, weighs fourteen pounds. Erin weighs less than nine. She sounded pretty good too.
The gig itself was OK. My vocal mic died after the first song, but I don't think anybody really wanted to hear me sing anyway. I felt sick as a dog afterward, though. Luckily we won't be playing there again for a while.
Sunday was a complete waste, I woke up at around eleven or so and hardly had the energy to get out of bed for a coffee. I think I literally hung around on the computer for most of the day, only moving to watch a few episodes of Dexter. I've gotten as far as season 3 now, it's getting very tense.
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