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Tour Diary

PAARD on me. 26 January. The Hague.

It took little persuading to get me to check out. We give the gaff a filthy look on the way out.I was feeling funky. I missed breakfast but we have only an hour and a half to get to our last hotel of this leg.I spent the journey writing and[…]

Muziekgebouw but who’s listening? 25 January. Eindhoven

Packed the night before and having taken my bath at midnight, I am ready to leave quickly. My stage dresses freshly laundered were returned to my room last night. Still not nailing that sleeping business, my eyes are darkly shadowed. I check out and go for breakfast.I spread out some[…]

A warm man is Im Wizemann. 24 January. Stuttgart

In the morning after the night before, we leave Hannover and wend our way to Stuttgart, arriving for what is the early evening of our no gig day. Happily this Hotel, and it is the first to do so on this outing, have made the preparations they agreed to with[…]

Who are you calling Huxley? 21 January. Berlin.

Who are you calling Huxley? The day after the Dresden gig, ostensibly a day off, in truth was a travel day. We had planned a late check out. Dougie calls and says our Berlin Hotel rooms are available earlier, so my room debris is hastily put in order and we[…]

Getting Dresden up for a night. 19 January. Dresden.

Up and at it. Goodbye Frankfurt, hello Dresden.I find the little I see of Dresden most interesting. Post war plain utilitarian buildings, some protesting with splashes from Mondrian’s palate, abut beautiful grand architecture that was not lost in the flattening of this city. Evidence of its convoluted history.I came to[…]

Me so Paradiso. Thurs 17 Jan, Amsterdam

We are driving to Frankfurt, Nick and I. Nick is my new Tour Manager and we have a nice car. It’s got heated seats and fuck me, it knows where the white lines painted on the road are. That’s refreshing. The sun is low and the trees along the road[…]

Rehearsals. January 13 2019

It’s first day of rehearsal today. This last was a year for family and I think I’ve played live only twice within it.We have just three rehearsal days before the tour, both to install our new band member, and to find out what cues I’ve forgotten, which lyrics have vaporised;[…]

The day after the Other Tour before. 2017.

December 31, 2017 When Paris was done, I sat in my back stage room, blinking. This then was it. There it was, gone. 59 gigs met. How you could bare that there were not 60? Some good few asked. I don’t mind odd numbers. Are you sure about this, Mo?[…]