Day 17 - Brighton

This morning we woke up in Croydon, on the tenth floor of the Travelodge. We gave busking a go in Croydon itself which for the amount of time we played actually sold quite a few CD's and gathered quite a few followers. It was a bizarre session though. Strange place/people/vibe.

We got back in the van before the rain started and headed to Brighton where tonight's gig was suppose to take place but ended up being cancelled for various reasons. The support act cancelled, the venue was dead and it was badly advertised... So yeah... We packed up and headed. It was a semi-good day though as we got an hour to go and walk along Brighton beach/pier which was great.. Dec sort of taught me how to skim stones accross the water and we had quite a time on the 2p machines!! making us 10 minutes late for the bus...Woops. I was thinking a lot about Ang and missing her a lot as I know how much of a hard time she is having. I wish I could fix everything for her... Or even just be there to distract her slightly!! I did manage to tie my shoes myself today which was pretty impressive!! :-)

I spent a lot of time thinking of X this evening... Brighton is gay central!! - lots of couples openly walking about holding hands and just chilling out being non-judged...! My idea of a perfect world... I suppose I just wanted to be able to hold her and look into her eyes...

This piece of original Banksy art is located on the side of the pub we were meant to be gigging in - The Prince Albert, Brighton. It must be an original as it has been framed and now I look it up, it looks as if it is about to be sold...! I absolutely love Banksy' work for the same reason I love the atmosphere and non-judgementalness of Brighton.

Anyway... Bit of a downer of a day... Eva had a friend in armed with earplugs... who was a professional classical violinist and had led some big named orchestras in her day... apart from the fact that she was downright rude and so far up her own arse her legs dangled... She quite clearly judged me on my apearance before I even took my violinist out of my case. (This was during the pointless soundcheck) She was so rude to Riv it just made me sick... I don't get this world sometimes and I certainly don't feel like i fit into it but at least i know as accept that and my life as me, that's all i can be. Just made me think about where I want to be and who I want to surround myself with, the band is always positive even on down days apart from Eva and Mr G who are leaving, thank goodness part of me says!! yet i feel like my passion for classical music gets stumped somehow by people like this lady tonight, hmm, tomorrow is a new day so better get the positive head snapped on again soon...

"Those who dance are called insane by those who don't hear the music."
Eddie Vedder