We should have seen it coming, really.
'Glarus? Where the hell is that?' said a guy in Lausanne. A Swiss guy. A Swiss guy from Switzerland. Glarus is in Switzerland.
We should have seen it coming - but we were asleep.
Altogether now - awwwwwwwwwwwwwww*. We actually had a superb start to the day, bullying Mitch for his crap broken PC*1 and stubborn refusal to engage with the modern pathfinding miracle that is GPS.
Here's some not exactly compelling footage of me trying to wrestle something constructive from the early evening as I wander around outside the venue, full of bread -
We played a show, of course. It was stranger than a talking turkey. I forget how to type. Nobody needs this story but ...
... here is my memory.
I am 34 and at a school disco.
My only hope is a bomb threat.
Emphasis is for emphasis.
ps. my housemates are mirroring our odyssey at http://mattandjwrhavedayjobs.blogspot.com/ - please give generously.
pps. some interview footage is up from the Siren festival at http://www.uncensoredinterview.com/vlogs/search?q=future+of+the+left
* Quick, steal Kelsons blackberry and switch it to FUCKING SILENT.
*1 Favourite retort of the day - 'that is so Windows 98.'