Return of the Kyngs

Feeling tired. Finished my freelance job and sent it off to Paris. Then cut my desktop to fit the space with a circular saw. But we made a mistake and it didn't cut it quite to size. In trying to drop it into place, scratched off some of the new paint we had applied this week. All a bit galling and frustrating.

Picked up by Adele and Patrick, and went off to the Con Club in Lewes this evening where Steve's band The Sumerian Kyngs were playing, along with two other acts, and ending with The Southern Slamdoor Band. Kyngs on good form, and have been taken to a strange dark place by their new lead singer. Steve impressive on his sax. I had a thoroughly good time there, but trying to be restrained as we had our party tomorrow. Enjoying Patrick talking knowingly to people about their guitars and so on.

Steve lurking saxophonically in the purple shadows.