Diary of a full muso/roadie: After 5 weeks of detox/teaching and seeing absolutely no females what so ever - the old saying comes into play - "desperate times, call for desperate measures". Stuck in the ever-increasing rut that is Vincentia Night life, Ness Pure managed to lock in a gig at the secret garden Norwa Hippie scene known as the tea club. Coming down solo from Cenny Coast meant she needed a "Roadie" (dudes that carry guitars, amps, mic's etc), it suddenly struck me as to just how well this could work out in my favour with the indy rock babe-wah's that frequent the joint on a saturday night. Guitar in hand i rocked in the place with a new celeb status, being questioned every 5 minutes as to how my band's going and would i like some free food. Babe staff lineing up to wait on me throughout the night. So if recently lucking out to girls or job prospects arrange to be a "roadie" dress cajsh and go along with the ride and lifestyle of the profesionnal rocker groupie rewards.
Photo: some blossom from a wednesday night
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