Twelfth Night @ the Peel

Sometimes work interferes with enjoyment of Prog Rock. I do not really mind that I miss the odd gig due to being on-call, but when it start interfering when I not on call I get annoyed.

I was on-call this week until Thursday, and you would think that would not spoil a gig on Saturday, but you would be wrong. I got called out twice, one call-out lasted to 5:30 am, the other to 1:30 am, so you can say that my biological clock was out of sync. So when I started to feel sleepy during Twelfth Night’s performance you will understand it was not due to the band. They kicked ass, but as I had an hours drive to get home I left during the intermisson.

According to reliable sources it only got better. Fiddlesticks.

I did manage to get some decent shots though, so it was not all bad.