Subway To Peter in Chemnitz is one of the most bizarre clubs we've ever had the pleasure to play. There's not any proper stage at all, but they put all the efforts into making your time there as great as possible. And they manage it via the deli-fucking-cious food they always serve before the gigs. Vegan food, as it seems. As I said, delicious and incredibly tasty, but it's funny to notice how vegetarias/vegans always try to make their vegetarian/vegan food look like meat, smell like meat and taste like meat, but no meat please. Seems to be a subconscious contradiction there (they're all just yearning for a big fucking steak, but they're too ashamed to accept it probably.)
Anyway, another day of playing Tetris with the equipment in order to get it all inside the car, another day with a long boring drive to do, another day of screaming my balls off in front of the audience, and another day of having fun playing old and new songs with these guys, which is always the best part of it all. I have the best bandmates in the world.
We played an old/new song we hadn't done for years: Dolly, an ode to my favourite cloned sheep from Scotland, which we have never released but could make it in the next record (somewhere in the future...) A nice punky little tune with one of the most bizarre solos in music history, take my word.
After the gig, we stayed there a bit (although our favourite drummer had to run another one of his half-marathons the next morning, which didn't refrain him from smoking as usual) and watched some boxing going on TV, some old German legend I'd never heard of was making his comeback. Funny to see how little we have changed since the Romans time and their "bread and circus" attitude.
And to top it all, we had a beer with Johnny Cash, the man himself...
Take care...
Stone
