Date: Thursday 29th of May 2003
At: Goo, Croydon North, Victoria.
Played With: The other band called in sick.
It's kind of ridiculous to be writing 'Dear Diary' but a member of the band started to cry when I said I wasn't going to do it. The things I have to put up with, I just don't get paid enough to deal with this kind of stuff.
It was an early start for me, as I had to find each member of the band. I found Brad handcuffed to a stop sign so it took about an hour for us to free him. He claims to have been helping a little old lady across the road and the next thing he knows he was attached to the sign. I don't think I want to know the real reason. Actually I know I don't want to know the real reason.
Then I found Rob has gotten stuck to the doorframe for the door to his hotel bathroom. I've warned him so many times about using too much hair gel and then leaning against something. But does he listen? No. I'm just the manager, therefore no one listens to me.
I found Zok and Dan busking in the centre of Melbourne. Unfortunately they hadn't bothered to taking their guitars and were instead using tin cans as drums and tapping sticks together. Apparently Dan wanted to rest his voice so the singing duties fell to Zok. I am not going to mention the name of their act here as it was also, to put it nicely, crap. After talking the police out of arresting them for noise pollution and busking without a license I realised that no doubt I'll be turning grey over this shortly.
The rest of the day went very much like this and I don't think it will be good for me to relive it so I'll end this here.