[14 Dec 2008]
Ghost of a Thousand/Rolo Tour.....
Thursday - Foals show @ Oxford Academy.
Foals are all awesome. Got a sweet Foals t-shirt too. Bit of an odd gig though for me. It was cold as shit this day, we had to load out whilst Foals were playing (which was shit and i thought not neccessary) and nothing overly eventful happened. It was awesome to see Will ex-cubscout/brontide and Simon Moody art king, and we had dinner at Red Star, a japanese restaurant, which is wicked. I had to go straight back to the travelodge which was 10 miles away after the show, which was also not the most fun ever, but all the travelodges every night have really helped in terms of not feeling stupidly knackered which is a massive plus point.
Friday - Tunbridge Wells headline show for Rolo Tomassi
This venue apparently use to be a public toilet and still has no heating. This was literally the coldest thing ever. A good crowd turned out due to it being Haeostatic Picnic Races last ever show. About 140 people. Went for a sweeeeet curry wearing 20 layers of clothes and the barmaid wasn't exactly the worst thing ever, with free red bull into the bargain. Travelodges, as good as they are for sleeping, give me the worst fucking 'groundhog day' feelings ever. I'm alwasy the first one up too, which leads to either boredom or long showers (at least i get dibs on towels) or walks outside if theres any petrol stations or anything. Wow this post is fucking exciting.
Aldershot - First day of Ghost of a Thouand tour.
Aldershot is pretty boring. We got there at lunch time and ate in a cafe called Jennys which fucked ruled. I pigged it and had american waffles with sausage, beans and egg, then i had pancakes with maple syrup. Killer. Tried to kill time in a shit record store and in Costa coffee. I've been a right sucker for coffee shops so far this time out. The show was pretty good - good atendance etc and free domino pizza (calories intake today = 10000000000). The Ghost dudes are fucking sweet, had good chats with Tom especailly. I felt/feel really bad as I slated their album a few years ago on thecommunion.co.uk (which doesnt exist anymore), and im now eating my words as they sound awesome. What was i thinking with such a harsh/shit review? Gladly im not any vague attempt at a 'journalist' anymore.
Now im in Exeter. Costa's fucking xmas choc'n'orange muffin (with choc chips/orange jaffa pieces and orangey core) fucking kills it. Eat that shit.
On-road playlist -