So last night was the first gig. Manchester Academy 1. A good venue and sold out. The band was a bit nervous as there is a lot of new material which we have not played live before. We went on a 8 pm and in the first number there was a small technical glitch with some sounds which was off-putting but not disastrous.
The set seemed to settle in as it went on and the new songs got a very good response. I thought the band was on fire and Guthrie did an amazing job on his first gig with the band. Nick Beggs excelled himself with his sartorial elegance unveiling a brand new outfit - a mix of Dickensian grandness and Count von Dracula! Marco played with his usual fire but perfect precision.
Speaking to people afterwards who had also seen the Grace for Drowning tour, the opinion was that this set was even stronger and more focused, which is great. And I think as the tour goes on, it will get better and better. Nice to hang out with my friend Dave Sturt and brother Sandy afterwards.
After the gig I had a wander around Oxford Rd in Manchester as this was exactly where I had been a music student all those years ago and even went to see my old music department in Denmark Rd which felt weird (Micaela- are you there?!).
In fact the venue was right next to the Whitworth Park halls of residence where I had lived and opposite the Contact Theatre where I did my first ever demo tape of my own band. The bus set off late and we rolled into Glasgow early this morning. I slept pretty well, but sleeping on band tour buses is a little strange as the bunks are very small, and there is not even room to sit up. so not good for anyone who suffers from claustrophobia.
With time to kill this morning I wandered around Sauciehall St (pronounced Sock-- ee-hall I believe) and grabbed a coffee and porridge at Starbucks. And now, the sun seems to have come out.