EUROPE - LONDON, BLACK HEART

Joined forces with tour buddies, Massachusetts masochists High Command, our wavelengths immediately synced up. Based on the mutual love for Poison Idea alone, it’s gonna be a good run. Packed out show at home-from-home The Black Heart. Was cool to see the Americans enjoying the place - at closing, Pitz raised a bar stool in the air but wasn’t prepared for its ridiculous weight, cast iron or some shit. We crushed our set though it was a struggle given the hangover. The day’s diet consisted of a vitamin pill (thank you Simon), a Jammie Dodger (thanks again Simon, really) and a pilfered roll up. In the BH office before the show Tyler Tuskar our booker extraordinaire expressed concern. ‘Why aren’t you eating? It’s a very long time on the road and it’s only day 3 and you’re...’ ‘I’m fine, honestly,’ I say, actively coughing, retching, hunching over, trying not to spill either of my rider beers. Barely got out of the bar alive, later on.