Sometimes you’re not sure which number is which direction.
Monday: auditions for guitarists for The Filthy Spectacula. In the words of a band about as different as you can be with most of the same instrumentation, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for. Well, not really. And it certainly wasn’t either of those guys sadly. Though we did finally look at a song by me and think of a good one to do a messed-up cover of. (No, of course I’m not telling you what yet.)
Also Monday: further obstacle to string quartet rehearsals. But at least we seem to have two dates firmly in the diary and the 20 December wedding gig is set in stone.
Today: Celtic/Americana-function band ‘on indefinite hold’, basically broken up. On the one hand, Wednesday evenings back and no more return train fares to Swindon. On the other, another potential route to fairly well-paid gigs out the window.