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Currently succumbing to a pretty bad PPS (post-performance-syndrome). So yes, the world is a bad old place and everyone hates me just as much as I hate everyone.

Yesterday, I was playing at what very definitely must be one of the weirdest places on earth: Milton Keynes.

Nice people, though.

I was loud! Very loud!

Sound was all fucked up: big square room with pretty randomly positioned speakers. I was confused for most of my act (more so than usually). By the end I joined the people outside while my gear was still running. There was no one left inside anyways.

Of course, the gig didn't involve getting paid.

Hm. Oh well...