quandary

So, the quandary is like this. We (the band) got asked to play a gig in London three months ago by a promoter who was incredibly keen and promised to cover expenses. It was our first gig. We went and it was underwhelming – low turnout, poor publicity. He said he’d pay us the expenses within the next few days (alarm bells). He still hasn’t paid us. I’ve sent him several MySpace emails and he’s finally replied, saying that each night has to cover itself, that he doesn’t have the money (even though he’s promoting other gigs) and that we wanted too much anyway (£60 for four of us to London and back). It’s partly about the principle of somebody ripping us off, but it’s also about the money. What’s the best strategy? Start posting comments in the cyberworld? Appeal to his better nature? Compromise on the amount? Any suggestions welcome. I’m off to spit somewhere.

Haircut

I go to a barber’s round the corner from my mam’s. It’s part of a local chain in Belgrave. It’s cheap and friendly, but there is sometimes a bit of a language barrier. Either that or the barbers are playing chicken, taking it in turn to cut my hair shorter and shorter with increasingly severe clippers, waiting to see if I snap. It’s a bit strange, but they do a nice line in head rubbing. Until today, when they took the stiff brush to my scalp. I’m not sure what that’s about. Perhaps next time they’ll start to beat me about the head with some sort of fish. Well, as long as it feels invigorating I’m all for it.