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Mick Harrison’s dream 5 years ago before our gig with @mogwaiband:
Roundhouse anxiety dream. Kept losing booze, no matter what we did we just couldn't set our gear up, leads everywhere, leads wouldn't reach, a lead even got stuck to someone's shoe and I had to run after them.
Roundhouse anxiety dream. Kept losing booze, no matter what we did we just couldn't set our gear up, leads everywhere, leads wouldn't reach, a lead even got stuck to someone's shoe and I had to run after them.
Utter frustrated silence from crowd. Booze still going missing. Couldn't find bass when I did it was illuminous yellow hidden under a piano and I couldn't reach it.
No help from stage hands, eventually got to plug my guitar in and each end of lead had about 35 jack plugs of varying sizes. Still no booze, hand is cramped into a claw, need booze to relax claw.
Rest of band are halfway through massive rider, all have condensation glassed drinkies with them. Eventually manage to have tiny sip of warm pure vodka. Hands shaking claws. .
Terry Wogan walks onto massive round stage that is kind of at the side of the roundhouse, away from main stage. No one is looking at our stage. People are excited because they've heard Stuart Braithwaite from Mogwai is going to throw real blood everywhere.
Terry is wearing a huge coat made from bison. He introduces us to no one. "Here's a Cupcake classic by Larry lamb" ...wake up, breath sigh of relief, laugh, write it down. On me phone. This is it. Parp.
