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It was a pretty easy going night all around at the Alarm show until the very end. Two middle-aged morons decided to get stuck into each other after the club was closed and the crowds were filtering out. It's always the slow nights. ALWAYS the slow nights.
Maybe my priorities are askew, but I get embarrassed when people compliment me on how I diffuse a situation. Ahhh well, such is life. At least it reminds me that I can do at least one thing right.
It was just a tad weird hearing "That was handled brilliantly. Just brilliantly." from the VERY british tour manager as he was leaving the building.
Maybe my priorities are askew, but I get embarrassed when people compliment me on how I diffuse a situation. Ahhh well, such is life. At least it reminds me that I can do at least one thing right.
It was just a tad weird hearing "That was handled brilliantly. Just brilliantly." from the VERY british tour manager as he was leaving the building.