The Opening Night

The rest of the boys arrived last night, and straight away they had to make a way to the ICA to do the soundcheck. The worst thing happened, they did not get the message, as they left the airport with a driver waiting for them. So everyone spent about £14 each on the train to town, how miserable. The soundcheck was infused with jetlagged and, for a while I thought we sounded like Echo and The Bunnymen.
All in good spirit, we even had a family pack salted chicken from KFC last night, and we had our winter gear on, but all we could go was the KFC opposite the hotel and bought a take-away. It was snowing slightly last night.
We met Peishan last night as she came to witness the great jet-lagged soundcheck, so we will try to rock it hard tonight, and give lotsa love to everyone tonight...