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Live Set Standard Insanity nobody
home How had we gotten here? Why did every gig have to be a trial? It was December, and earlier that evening weıd been pulled over by the State Patrol for having no lights. When weıd rented the Montego station wagon (points for style?) it was daylight, but once on the road we found that there were no lights- not even dashboard lights in our trusty boat. We tried to run in packs on the freeway not to be noticed, but we were pulled over anyway, and told forcefully by the Trooper that we WOULD fix the lights before continuing. Of course no number of fuses and bulbs replaced had any effect, and the Service Station Attendants could only smile blankly and shrug. We were mindlessly late, and decided to risk arrest and make a run for the remaining 30 miles with just hazard lights. Halfway through the set the power had gone out after someone danced into a wall or on a cable, and a circuit breaker had tripped. The sound man had vanished, and the crowd left again. It took a while to find the fuses, and once the power was back on we played harder than ever, trying to recapture the energy which we had struggled to build up. Then the power went out again, but now because the sound man was back, and pissed off about something, and heıd decided our set was now over.
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