Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Wave

Apart from a crap jazz solo I did ok last night. It seems some sadistic person keeps requesting 'Marie' but so far I have managed to nail it each time.
The room we play in, is like an oven. All the windows have been sealed up, and the only cooling system was a wilko's fan at the back of the Band. The fan kept rotating so that all sections got a waft of warm air, but it kept blowing my hair over my eyes? Still no results from the Doc and like a typical bloke I am inclined to sweep it under the carpet and forget it!

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