
Actually I am already weary of playing covers but must continue to finish the signed contracts. The money is too good and helps ease the pain of an automated cheese factory show.
I really want to use massive synth batteries for improv and something these places never hear. That will be my quest in 2009, as I am locked into this cheesy gig.
Chugging vast quantities of Jager has helped ease the pain, and of course the pay is ridiculous, and will buy my Bose L1's and another XITE-1.

I MUST survive this lengthy period of suffering, as it is fruitage of the spirit, but the levels of alchohol I have to chug to pretend I am enjoying myself are truly alarming.
