.....so many wires, so little time
I have been exceptionally bored so I decided to edit an expose over how much blokes seem to faff around when setting up. I, as a genetically superior female of the species, am the very picture of efficiency and am typically set up and ready to go in approximately 3 and a half minutes. Obviously people get hurt (trampled mainly) in the process but the road to fame is paved with the bodies of those who impair my pursuit of perfection.
Anyway, I filmed the Glamtastic 4's gig at the Roebuck on Sunday and surreptitiously recorded them setting up with my flip recorder (I've missed my vocation in life as a private eye, or assassin, such was my stealth).
Anyhow, it's very likely one of those "you had to be there to find it funny" things which is why I've kept it short but it did get me to thinking how much we do tend to faff around, in the pre gig process.
In Reload there is one particular culprit who minces around like Virgil off Thunderbirds whilst the rest of us get on with it. I've no doubt other bands have similar types; those who move with military precision and those who stand in the middle of the setting up area like a fecking human roundabout...