What a day! I’m
exctatic.
Firstly, yesterdays gig
was boss. I aced it fully for the first time. I didn't actually want
to stop athe the end of my 3 hours and 45 minutes of sore playing!
Gibraltar is a
beautiful island. From a distance it looks like a giant's split a box
of lego down a mountain. From the midst of it, it makes even less
sense, but this is what makes it.
Unfortunately, the
place is clearly very wealthy and cosmopolitan, which comes with the
usual Armani clad idiots with briefcases strutting up and down
looking at watches like they're late for an appointment with an anal
spoon removal specialist. Nevertheless, higher up the hill the
streets get more ramshackle and interesting.
There's no pavements
through half the town, and if a scooter scoots by you have to duck
behind the nearest object with haste. It's like a cross between
Cornwall and Turkey.
The best bit though
were the monkeys. Sorry, Barbary Apes, as a gentlemen corrected me on
last night. You see, monkeys have tails it seems. 'Have you ever seen
a chimpanzee with a tail?', well, no, I’m not sure I’ve ever seen
a chimpanzee.
Anyway, I didn't think
I'd see them without going up into the mountains, but there were a
bunch just chilling in the city! I photographed a few, but I didn't
get too close as my bag was packed with snacks. I’m gonna play with
them properly when I go back!
I found some records on
the way back – one by Feliciano! Another called the twelve greatest
hits of the San Remo Festival 1966 (recorded in Italy). I think the
girl on the cover must have been at the festival. Dropping her keys
maybe. Lucky they caught that really...
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