May 31, 2007 by cosmoakacitizensmith
Well, alackadaddy, I’m on the road again.
The previous night saw the end of what seemed endless work stress. But it was liberally seasoned with emotional trauma and alcohol. I know I’m supposed to be going to the Small World festival in Kent and I am pretty sure I sorted out a lift the night before but I was too drunk to remember.
You can see in the photo all I need to travel light and do gigs: a tent, sleeping bag, busking amp, guitar and microphone with stand. Sorted.
It’s so heavy on my back though. I feel like I’m about to perform a one-man musical martyrdom operation.
I decide to jump into a cab and go round to my mate Rowan’s who said he would give me a lift. Or did he? I wasn’t sure. The dreaded booze….
Two minutes from his house, he rings me on my mobile.
“Cosmo, you ready? We’re off!”
Festival magic has begun