Paris Pre concert with Sebastian

This is Sebastian, the most helpful, funny, enthusiastic French guy I've ever met! He has a handshake of such force it could crush diamonds. He has a grip on the English language similar to some African tribesmen yet to meet modern man. So we got off to a great start with him finding every thing I said extremely funny, therefore raising my stand up routine audience up to three people (including Karyn and Emma).

When you're hot, you're hot.

We got on swimmingly well, that was untill he dropped a lighting rig on my work bench missing my 40 grand guitar rack by zero mm. He dropped to the ground, pleaded for mercy (they say mercie a lot in France?) and expected to be hauled over to the Bastille, executed, beheaded, set on fire and have a large radish pushed down his throat. He was so nice, I simply couldn't do it. Instead, I got the tour manager to do it for me.

In any case we were out of radishes.

His last words appeared to be quite moving, but not moving quite enough, obviously.

And I guess my stand up routine audience is therefore diminished by one now…..

Kevin Nitrovane