The vaguely balding man dressed in a military-style black shirt and jeans far too tight for a 30/40-something gave a wan smile.
"I remember buying a 7-inch of yours in a record shop in Brighton. Red September? That one had some good bass lines, I think."
"Good bass lines?"
"Yeah, that shaky funky thing. Your old bass player, he was great. What happened to him?"
"Er, he's in a wedding covers band. And became a born again Christian."
"Shame."
For Stephen Evans, this is what life has been reduced to. Touring his long forgotten indie band Rotterdam around the country with the original drummer, a somewhat dim keyboardist and a manic depressive bass player. Hopefully some 40-somethings in the audience tonight will remember who he is and will buy the reformed band's new cutting. Probably not because the only people to buy his new album have probably already brought it as soon as they heard about it on the fan site northseacoast.net - and even worse, some of them will be in the audience tonight, scaring off the normals waiting around for the half-arsed DJ set afterwards.
"Hello boys, there’s a change of plan."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah, you're going on after Crispy Ambulance."
― Gay Dada (King Boy Pato), Friday, 10 July 2009 09:24 (fifteen years ago)
"It could be worse", Stephen thought. "I could be the other bloke from Revenge."
― Gay Dada (King Boy Pato), Friday, 10 July 2009 09:25 (fifteen years ago)