It's good to be festive. The Nuns are santa-sancti-fied tonight in red and white right down to our freshly made wimples. Maybe we've offended someone. Or maybe I have. During soundcheck I fall off the stage. Okay the stage at the Buffalo Bar is only about 2 inches high but it's still yellow/purple bruisey painful. ouch.
Then I'm happily/noisily playing along and the amp that was about 2 metres behind me suddenly lands on my leg. Is it the poltergeist crosspatch ghost of some interfering anti-garage-punk nun? Maybe so. Luckily my side of the stage is next to the bar so during a lengthy banjo/keyboard solo I can have a restorative glass of wine. hurrah. But maybe this glass of wine is what me makes me fall over the step on the way out of the building.
the Nuns have made a mighty pop row but as penance I have legs of blue, purple and yellow. Ouch.
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