So there we were, out there doing our thing with synths and guitars and assorted madness. You know what it’s like. On a small stage, so we had to leave most of our equipment at home. Hell, even the stompboxes for the guitars had to be dismantled or else we just wouldn’t fit in! Then the strings of the guitar broke, all at the same time. We did two tunes and gave up.

Fortunately, nobody had seen us. It turned out the stage was at the other side of the room and we hadn’t even noticed.

We tried to wake up and found ourselves wrapped in bedsheets, a cat peacefully nested on our head. It was a warm night for this time of the year. That’s for sure.