Day 1
Alcatraz, Milan
Yeah yeah, Milan again. See how easy it is to get complacent? The venue is spectacular in a brushed-steel-and-big-fan-in-the-wall kind of way, banks of TVs all over the place. The kind of place they'd shoot a discotheque scene in a gritty cop thriller, which is great because Roberto is a fugitive from justice. (I probably shouldn't have said that. Now my life is in danger).
We spend most of the day in the venue, fighting with Matt's laptop which is failing to supply the Rhodes sound. In the end we admit defeat and I have to improvise a guitar part for Strange and beautiful. Hopefully we can get it sorted for tomorrow.
I leave the stage last to a great big cheer, which is a bit mystifying. Perhaps my arse was showing.
Oh look - Matt VB has put Pro Skater 4 on the Poostation. Matt VB, me, Tony and Dan all got terribly addicted to it during the last tour and we have resisted the urge to play until now, because Matt has no affinity for computer games and tends to get sulky. But tonight I think we'll just let him.
