Current mood:	accomplished
Current music:	Between the Buried and Me

Another Bloody Sunday, as well as exausting!
First I will structure what happened Sunday as this:

Early Morning Practice 9:am - 2pm
Another Practice (process 2pm - 5pm)
Playing a late night gig (process 5pm - very late!!)
(keep in mind I had to play Bass very fast on EVERY Occasion!)

9am: My body wakes itself to realise I need to be at Ruislip Station to meet Ian (Final Ruin Guitarist) to get a rehearsal at Mill Hill. In this time I have myself a shower but no breakfast (eeep :S) and rushed to Ruislip through much cold

10am After arriving to the station, I waited either expecting to find Ian or a bus. What I found was Ian but missed the bus. However company was provided throughout the next bus as a stranger calling himself Richard identified us as being friends with another band The Silent Takeover (which is true) and had previously worked next to my mate Ed. This just proves its a small world after all.

11:30am after many failed attempts to sleep on the bus, we had arrived at Mill Hill for the only practice we could book (which is good considering its on the same day as their gig and that song changes would stay fresh in our minds). This would entitle me to my breakfast- a Speedy Sanchez Pot Noodle!!!!

After receiving a call from my Vocalist in open war Alex that the practice would start at 2pm I had to rush out the current practice. This plan was delayed for the fact I only had notes and bus drivers are exceptionally picky about the currency they receive. I also forgot my hat at the practice, so leaving early was a plan made in vein.

After another long bus ride and jogging through Uxbridge with a big Bass guitar case on my back, I would eventually make the Open War practice at 3:30pm. Sweat and exhaustion are all I felt but still played really technical and fast riffage!

5:00pm I set off to return to harrow where the Trinity bar is located (and the whereabouts of the gig I’m playing). Hunger had then invaded me at that point. I retaliated with a selected fillet meal at KFC accompanied by a mini fillet! My only chance to eat it was on the train.

6:00pm I arrive at the Trinity only to miss the sound check. But I was assured the stage sounded good. With that in mind, my aim was to loosen myself before our set. Considering everything at the bar was only £2 from 6-9pm out came the money and in went the Jack Daniels and coke followed by the Strongbow pint.

7:00pm I tolerated the small sets of two very good bands and one crap band that should not have been on the bill (I’m not stating who because they might start weeping again)- from this point I tried to sleep through some of it but didn’t work all that well.

Around 8:30pm we finally set stuff up on the stage, after hours of practicing in a single day (plus other occasions where I practiced myself) led up to this event. I just played what I knew and combined it with some furious head banging. It was actually great to she many people looking our way and really enjoying what they hear. It got better during breakdown- that’s the point where people start to pit furiously. That was also my opportunity to do the same thing and get in the pit whilst playing the bass at the same time. I felt sorry for Ian because people kept knocking into him. Considering the stage is level with the rest of the floor it left a lot of room for accidents to happen. And sure enough by the end of the night people walked away bloody. Always keep your guard up when in the pit!

It was a truly awesome experience and would easily do it again for the sake of enjoyment, not just out of a favour! But sure enough I was out of it by the end of the night.

The morning after was tough. I was tense and didn’t want to move all that much. I guess this is what happens when you have to much fun one day and then you suffer the next day, as if to say your paying for all of it!

Tough call for a good day!