Today was a sweet day. Drove to Leipzig. Depressingly dead town (sorry anyone who lives here). Nowhere was open for food. Our foh guy tried to put some Palmer di **** between my head and cab. I said no. He insisted. So I go up to the German house guy who spoke no English and had a shootout from front of house. With a dodgy mic placement and no eq the mic won the battle hands down. Other sound guy insists. Comes time to play and he plugs it in. I pull it out and tell a runner whose headed to lights 'when the sound guy asks where my di signal is, tell him I unplugged it then smile'. I win. Sound was much much better than last night because of it.
Sick so tours been great so far and catching up with a few sneapsters has been badass. Tonight's show in Graz austria has been hilarious so far though. I'm currently using die toiletten but just a few minutes ago, the worlds worst opening band refused to leave the stage upon the end of their designated set time. They kept trying to play so I pulled the iec out of the guitarists head and took his pick (I'm fresh out of jazz iiis). It was quite pathetic, headcrusher can attest to this. Good times.
