Long phone chats to both parties with me mostly going Sybil Fawlty "Oooh! I know!" in a non-directive counselling manner last night. Seems we have a peace of sorts, and - most importantly - a bass player for Saturday. I've emailed the three deps on stand-by to let them down gently.
As another muso said to me about this daftness, all players - even the Toytown ones of us - are flawed creatures. Otherwise we'd never perform. We'd stay in our bedrooms and woodshed forever.
I'm thinking of Dame Edna's drives and juices now.
As another muso said to me about this daftness, all players - even the Toytown ones of us - are flawed creatures. Otherwise we'd never perform. We'd stay in our bedrooms and woodshed forever.
I'm thinking of Dame Edna's drives and juices now.
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