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This week has been a bit mad but I'm so hyped up right now I can't sleeeeeeeep so I know tomorrow at work is going to be a joy.
Last night I went out and had drinks with Cakes that I don't even have to say somehow spiraled out of control because it was a night out with the two of us. I have been eying up my tea pot wearily all night.
I played a bit earlier tonight at the Underbelly as well. I thought it actually went rather well as far as solo sets of mine go. I got a bit thrown during the first half when the boys walked in, but they hung at the back out of my usual sight line. I'm happy they came. Marcus sent me a text after saying they liked it but...I'm not getting worked up about it now. Next week.
Then as I walked off stage, hoping that the three assholes in the back of the room I spent the previous hour missing wouldn't actually approach me, I was approached by Stuart. Stuart Herlihy who works for a big firm with big names that I drunkenly gave our single to last week at Reading. He said he liked it, but wanted to talk to me about me. And offered to help "feel out" interest in my stuff. My stuff asin without the band.
I told him I wasn't interested in doing it alone, yet. I don't think I could do it, and I sort of don't want to, regardless of the eternal arse-ache that it is working with Del Marcus and Aaron. I invited Stuart to come and sit in with us sometime next week, and he still seemed genuinely interested. Not getting my hopes up or mentioning it to the boys until he actually calls to firm up a date.
But since I have the weekend off, I'm doing a belated birthday dinner with Lindsay tomorrow evening and then getting a red-eye flight for a little long-weekend holiday. I'll be back late Monday night. Despedida, bitches. ;)
Edit: This tosser is the gift that keeps on giving! <3
Last night I went out and had drinks with Cakes that I don't even have to say somehow spiraled out of control because it was a night out with the two of us. I have been eying up my tea pot wearily all night.
I played a bit earlier tonight at the Underbelly as well. I thought it actually went rather well as far as solo sets of mine go. I got a bit thrown during the first half when the boys walked in, but they hung at the back out of my usual sight line. I'm happy they came. Marcus sent me a text after saying they liked it but...I'm not getting worked up about it now. Next week.
Then as I walked off stage, hoping that the three assholes in the back of the room I spent the previous hour missing wouldn't actually approach me, I was approached by Stuart. Stuart Herlihy who works for a big firm with big names that I drunkenly gave our single to last week at Reading. He said he liked it, but wanted to talk to me about me. And offered to help "feel out" interest in my stuff. My stuff asin without the band.
I told him I wasn't interested in doing it alone, yet. I don't think I could do it, and I sort of don't want to, regardless of the eternal arse-ache that it is working with Del Marcus and Aaron. I invited Stuart to come and sit in with us sometime next week, and he still seemed genuinely interested. Not getting my hopes up or mentioning it to the boys until he actually calls to firm up a date.
But since I have the weekend off, I'm doing a belated birthday dinner with Lindsay tomorrow evening and then getting a red-eye flight for a little long-weekend holiday. I'll be back late Monday night. Despedida, bitches. ;)
Edit: This tosser is the gift that keeps on giving! <3