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Rennes/Nantes
You know, this diary writes itself. You just can't make this stuff up!!Some of this might sound a bit far fetched. But not for this far reaching band. We're about to leave Paris for Switzerland. But let take it back a couple of days. Could do with getting some sleep but I have to write this now before the memory fades.
Excert from postcard home... "The van is burning a bit of oil. And we're a tad worried about this. Don't wanna brake down and be stranded anywhere"

Heading up to RENNES was pleasant enough. Apart from that it was pissing down. Real fat rain. Finding the venue was a doddle. No fun there. Tonight we play in MONDO BIZARRO! Its a nice enough place. Mainly dark inside but for a stage light in red that lit the corner of the room.
Met Bruno the venue manager. He shows us around to the dressing room. Making sure we are alright by showing us the fridge full of beer.

Show we did tonight was banging!!! Great response and thanks to Frederic Villemin for the photos.
Sold a few T-shirts, albums, posters and patches. I spoke 'Drunk' to a few people who spoke the language as well.
Support band were a great bunch. The Dude they are called. Singer Alex, tall chap with a big heart. Giles the guitarist, all dressed sharp. Olivier Drums, is equally warm and friendly. Lorralane (I think I've spelt that wrong) Bassist, is a fair girl. And Vincent their soundman had to be one of the funniest Vincents I've ever had the pleasure to meet.
Couldn't have been with a better bunch, luckily, because things were about to take a turn for the worst.
We had just started loading out the gear, when stuart comes in, "Come and have a look at this people!", he says.
It's not good. Stu had started the van up just to move it forward a couple of metres, but that journey was a metre too far. I've never seen a van surrender before, the way this one did. Looked like the bottom of the engine had dropped out! A huge puddle of oil marked the place where stu had started his mammouth drive. And another one had formed where he had stopped. Oil still gushing out onto the road. We can't believe this! But really we can!!
The Beast (what I'll call it now) had been threatening mutany soon after we had picked it up in Germany and hit the first highway. You couldn't go above 110kmh without it overheating. The bloody thing is so blooming overloaded!
Can't say I'm gonna miss the luggage falling down on the back of my head everytime we brake sharpish.
My favourite bag to knock me out was Jonnys main closet. Proper dense thing with sturdy hard plastic edges to protect it from getting damaged when flying through the air toward my soft bonce.
I bare the bumps of two other bags that did the same. Heavy weights, you know, in the same line of work as Jonnys. Only slightly more forgiving. They got wheels on because they're too heavy to carry. Well, we all stood around looking at the crude saying oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!!What are we gonna do now? Logic starts then panic. The Dudes offer up some alternatives. After not having much luck finding a van tonight. Not until the morning anyway. So they offer us a place to stay for the night at Vincents pad. We in return invite them to play with us in Nantes the next day. They accept. Then we head back into the bar to get hammered. Again.
We must have got around to Vincents place by 3.30am. Drank a few more beers and a type of whiskey that Vincents Grandmother makes. Apparently it's illegal to make unless you are in his Grandmothers generation. Anyone younger than her generation are forbidden by law to brew it. But not to drink it, thankfully. Can't remember what it was called "Grannys Best"or "Nans Armpit". I can't decide.
Anyway Stuart has gone to bed but I don't reckon he's getting any sleep at the moment. The Dudes are fighting over the stereo which is playing a kind of Captain Beefheart type band - Angular and heavy. AND IT'S REALLY FECKING LOUD!!! They must have the volume wacked up full because I can't feel my legs and my nose is starting to bleed!