Day 8
E-Werk, Cologne
The audience is very lively tonight, or at least the English part of it. My favourite comments were
a) Ladies (in the moment of silence between the intro and verse of Falling out of love, v. loud): "Oh, he's married"
b) Matt: "This one's called Strange and beautiful"
Ladies: "Like your guitarist" (although, for the record, ladies, that is only half a compliment. But it helped me feel like a man again)
Today we learned that SnB has been nominated for the Ivor Novello Award for Best Song, which is fantastic. It is amazing how influential one song can be. It does seem to contain a little bit of magic, even playing it every night.
Earlier in the day we went to visit Cologne's cathedral, which is handily located near the pipe shop and the Professional Music Store (which appears to take up an entire district). I find I am suffering from cathedral fatigue, and the requisite feelings of awe and wonder are sadly missing.
We have some pasta in an Italian Restaurant that looks like it was converted from a dry cleaners. When we enter, it's empty apart from all the staff and the owners sitting at one table. They are staring at us as if we have perpetrated some mortal transgression. We stand there for what seems like five full minutes before someone says, like they can't believe it, "You... want.... something to... eat?". Perhaps it was a dry cleaners.
(I did have my doubts about that little anecdote when I began it, and my doubts are now confirmed. I'm sorry baby. I'm tired that's all. It's not you, it's me. We'll try again tomorrow, yeah?)
