Miss Grumpy Pants
I am the grumpiest I have ever been. I don't want to be. I want to be happy me, but India is a tough country to tour in. Last night we played Chennai and Hamish's bass amp was so blown that it farted it's way to the end of the set. And the waiters kept body checking him as they paid the bar tabs. He held on but it was hard. We had to resort to an hour of Highland Dancing up in the hotel room for therapeutic purposes...well I did anyway. However the people were great and they loved the show. Thanks guys.
Nagpur...you rocked! You wanted rock and we gave it to you. THank you for being so hard core. We felt like crap after an all night train journey but after a little shut eye and mohitos, we were back to normal.
Now we are in Calcutta and there are alot of palm trees. We just did soundcheck and I was grumpy....so grumpy. I don't want to be grumpy but it is the lack of sleep and Spice Air and perhaps that fact that I have been on the road since March 13th. Wha wha wha. I'll stop whining now. We are actually being spoiled to death in 5 star hotel today and I already ordered apple pie for dinner and I am about to order 10 lattes!
Hamish is having a bath because he can for the first time on the tour. We are such spoiled little westerners!