So here we were again, the infamous Sage Club in Berlin, a place that last surrendered to the frogtunes in summer. This time it's in the middle of a somewhat bizarre winter, but winter anyway, and fucking freezing if you ask me. The pool's closed and outside the girls are wearing sausage-looking anoraks instead of lovely tops that don't leave much space for imagination. But inside it's hot as hell, as usual here, so the anoraks are stored in the wardrobe and the song "Peaches" keeps coming to my head every three steps.
Anyway, after a way too early meeting at the HQ we went down to the club to do rather messy soundcheck, hoping we'd get a better stage sound in the evening. The only good thing about such an early soundcheck is that you get some spare time to go back home, relax a bit, have a bite and watch some cool DVDs before you go back to the club to play at 23.00h. OK, that's at least what Timo and I did. Some others preferred to stay and taste the grilled specialities the Sage Club offers. And of course, between steak and beer, beer and steak, beer and beer, a few funny ciggies to relax. I can still smell your scent...
At eleven o'clock the place was filled, the band was ready and the show was about to begin. It's the first time we actually start with such punctuality, I was totally amazed that we'd managed it for once. Fucking hot onstage, fucking loud and damned good-looking girls everywhere you looked. A rock'n'roller's paradise really.
Of course, no froggy gig goes down without technical incidents, and this time it was no exception. Middle through the second song, my guitar simply disfuckingappears! And no, this time it wasn't my radio unit running out of batteries. So there I was, looking totally puzzled, and still playing but no sound coming out of my amp at all. Great, I thought, the gremlins have tracked us down again. It was some shitty pedalboard plug that kept coming out of the socket, I found out after the song. But hey, just keep on smiling, we're pros, aren't we? :o)
The gig went down pretty well considering the (at least for me) awful monitor sound onstage, where I couldn't hear my voice at all, but apparently everything was really fine outside and the girls kept smiling, dancing and jumping around in their tiny clothes and the guys in the audience (and onstage) kept smiling with a silly grin and the vampire teeth ready.
We played a brand new song for the very first time, "Ink", a fast and dirty little number that we're looking forward to record as soon as possible. The same old story in this band: the new album is recorded and not yet released, and we already have new songs waiting and ready to record. It happened with the first demos, it happened with Acid Jokes, it happened with the Zeitgeist EP, then later with Allergic, and it seems now it's going to be the same with Frogcircus. Well, at least you can't say we're running out of songs, right?
Love and ink,
Stone
Phrase of the day:
Stone: Hey, when did you arrive?
Juancho: Oh, not long, just a beer ago.
