Lubeck, to play a big show at Musik und Kongresshalle. When we got there we weren’t sure it was the right place. It was huge!

The stage and PA was set up and sounding great and the room was lined with Harley Davidson’s. How cool is that! We were treated like rock n roll royalty too. Great green room with food and drinks all night and when it was our turn to play the venue was at about 250-280 people all fairly well lagered-up and ready for a party. We thrive on these kind of bigger stages and we really had a ball playing on a stage where we could run around. The shots the Benon took have all been great but the shots from this show look wild!

We usually play a club called sounds in Lubeck so we visited the pub after the show and were greeted like long lost friends by the owner and bar staff. It was great to see them all again!

Then it was on to Bad Segeburg where we played a pub we had played the year before called Cafe Coma. Talk about looking after a band, the owner put on a full roast dinner for both bands! We also had a magazine interview after dinner in a quiet bar, which felt kind of cool. The interview Tom was a really cool guy and we talked music in general more than the band. He told us he had over 11,000 CD’s and over 300Gb of music! That’s freaking insane! He’s a mad collector of albums and if he likes the band he makes sure he has everything they’ve released. He even had an original clear vinyl of Soundgarden’s Superunkown, which I’ve been trying to get hold of for ages!

The show at Coma was really great and the little place was packed. One problem though…the smoke from cigarettes made me lose my voice!

Waking up in the morning my entire upper register was gone. After the initial panic and the fear of having the biggest show of our lives in a couple of days drank an ocean of water, honey and lemon in an effort to try and get back some of my voice. The show at the Gorilla bar the next night in Munster didn’t help even though I was singing lower notes than usual. The band still played well even though it was by far the smallest stage we had ever played on.

Seriously this was like playing in a match box. The amount of times I either head butted the mic or smothered one of Dre’s cymbals with my arse couldn’t be counted.

Mike